Sweet Memories

When something happens that I don’t want to forget I’m going to title it Sweet Memories.

Timmy was playing in the playroom and I was watching but he didn’t know it. He started doing things he shouldn’t; things I would normally tell him not to do. He would stand on his motorcycle and in the sweetest voice tell himself Noooo, get down and do it again 🙂

Sick Boy

He doesn’t look sick but my poor boy has a stomach bug 😦 & he can’t be tricked into drinking pedialite. So we are spending the day watching Toy Story.Clearly I haven’t gotten around to doing my hair which is more of the norm these days.

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Three little words

Timmy is big on climbing the couches right now and running back and forth. Today he almost fell backwards on to the tile. I jumped to save him and I hurt my pregnant belly pretty bad. I yelled for Tim and started crying, in turn causing Timmy to cry too. When I eventually got up Timmy came over to me with his first unassisted, “I Love You!” Nothing has ever sounded sweeter.