To acquiesce to one particularly pushy blog reader (haha you know who you are!), I will publish a breviloquent blog post with a few prodigious words.
Yesterday morning, Peter informed me that "I am Daddy's lizard, Mom. I am grey. I need to go downstairs." Later on at lunchtime, he kept on asking me to give him "5" across the table, and with my 9 month baby belly in the way that gets a little difficult, so I told him no, since Mommy is too sore. He proceeded to firmly chastise the baby, "don't give Mommy owies, baby, that's BAD. Get a different baby, Mommy?". I assured him that we love this baby very much and aren't going to trade for a different one.
2 comments:
speaking on behalf of the pushy reader... thanks... i appreciate greatly the updates!!
hahaha love the last few posts. Tom IS handsome - his face looks a bit plain though... :) and washing boogers?? I don't want to know more. thanks.
:)
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