This is my third year participating in a Week In My Life, hosted by the lovely Mel at Adventuroo. Mel spends most of her time these days over at Momcomm, dispensing sage advice about living, loving and working online store viagra in Blogland. You really should check it out if you want to make internet friends and influence internet people.
Sun peeking through the foege.
Up and at em, like it or not.
Had to wake this weirdo up for a change. Can’t be late for music class.
Company on the road.
Walking in the sun with this guy.
Fantastic little weirdo.
Dark circles by genetics. Flower by adorable child.
Mom, you’re the funniest person in the world.
Muffin (wo)man. The kid ate two.
The kid says, come here, you old foot and hugs our legs. Weird and o.
4 1/2 and can read 4 books. This guy is going places.
He watches Beetlejuice, ParaNorman, The Dark Crystal and 9, but Goodnight Goon gives him nightmares. Bone Soup is his jam.
The kid came out of his room and asked me if I could make him go to sleep. And then he came out of his room again and I told him he knows he only gets one extra tuck-in a night. He cried for one more and I told him I’d have to take one of the two flashlights he sleeps with away for the night. He cried on the way back to bed and said I don’t have any more happys or grumpys, only sads. So we breathed out the sads and breathed in the happys. I told him he was my happy and he laughed. On his second post-bedtime trip to the bathroom he dropped his flashlight in the toilet. I gave him back the other one and promised him a new one the following day. He sporadically cried until he fell asleep. Sometimes it takes a few tears. Poor Bubby.
Goodnight, goons. Tomorrow’s another day. Time for a little Must See Teevee.