Just a Typical Night
One discovery led to another tonight. My discovery that Klondike makes an Oreo version led to Dawson's discovery that he could grow a goatee just like Daddy's.
That discovery led to the knowledge that no mess is too big for the tub and...
no lap is too small for story time.
Ah, these are the days to remember. When the biggest problems are who gets the biggest ice cream, who has to get out of the tub first, who gets to pick out the bed time story and who gets to sit in the middle of the story teller's lap.
posted by Amy Parris @ 8:26 PM
1 Comments:
Of my 12, I have three red heads and I could see a bit of each of them in your little red head. :-)
What beautiful children you have, and you are so right - these are the moments to cherish, before you know it you will be watching the clock and hoping they have not missed a curb somewhere in the rain, and on a different evening one of them, possibly even a son will be sharing tears with you over a break up. I don't know which is worse - a son losing a girl friend or a daughter losing a beau!
Many Blessings
Christi aka mum2twleve
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