Today, when I went into this guy's room:
to get him up from his nap his pants were on the floor. And so was his diaper.
I'm grateful that it wasn't "messy," if you know what I mean.
Later, when he finished his snack, he came up to me and grabbed my leg saying, "Mommy!"
I picked him up and said, "I love you."
And then he said it.
I kid you not.
Nor do I exaggerate.
"I wuv woo."
Really!
This is a day to remember.
Now his older brother is chasing him around the house, pretending to be a horse.
And his bedding is in the washer.
Life is grand.
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