-Nothing like a 3 year old boy.
At that age they probably love deeper than any other age in the universe.
Seriously,
they kiss you on the toilet,
they love the pancake that got a wrinkle, and think 'It's so cool!,'
they bring the blanket for snuggle time,
and they think everything is 'hilarious.'
Yes, I love 3 year old boys.
-Is is that Virginia humidity is amazing for my skin? or is it that it's the first time in my life that I take the time to baby it?
-I should be a radiation control instructor.
-When everything you loved, changes, without your input, what's fair?
-How many prayers for a miracle have to go unheard, before you give up on miracles?
-I finally found a peace in aging. It is this; I have beautiful children.
-I fear that my negligence with sun screen makes me a bad mom. When people see my tan little babies do women who have pale kids gasp in horror?
-My shower indulgence, and love of hot steamy soak time has really been hindered by the city water concept of paying for water.
-Remember how a text is so easy? Sad reminder that I actually, literally, have 2 friends, outside my family who has remembered me. All summer.
-Little cars are such a nice sigh of relief.
-I really really love warm.
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