*We were driving in the car and Nick said, "Mommy, I'm sad." I asked him why and he said, "Because Daddy's gone. It's making my eyes all watery!" So we used that opportunity to talk about how much we miss Daddy and how excited we are to see him at graduation.
Friday, January 30, 2009
out of the mouths of babes...
*The other morning when I took Christopher to school, he jumped out of the car like he always does. Then, as he was closing the door, he yelled, "I love you the most!" and was blowing kisses. He actually does this whole thing every morning when I drop him off. So how much longer do you think I have where he'll do this? I'm thinking I'll be lucky to get another year and then he'll be too embarrassed. But for now, it's really cute!
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Poor Nick! At least he'll get to see him soon -- and have grandparents and auntie and uncle (Janne and Adam!) to keep him occupied!ReplyDelete