Mama, I’m gonna love you when you’re gone.
Today: “Max, you really are a great boy.” “I know it.” Yesterday: “Who’s that in that picture, Mom?” “I don’t know, someone who used to work with Daddy, but I don’t remember his name.” “It’s Ted.” “Yes, I know Daddy’s name, but I don’t remember that man’s name.” Goober
Most likely it’s because I’m tired…and Tj’s flying tonight, so I’m a little lonely, too. But what spurred this (self-indulgent) post is a comment on another blog. I’ll likely take this down in a few days…but maybe not. A woman was lamenting that she didn’t know exactly when she conceived her baby because now they didn’t know […]
What was that sound? Max asked. When I answered that I didn’t know he said he thought it was a spider clapping really loud. Heh. He’s always talked about spiders a lot…when his legs are asleep he says he has spiders in them. But he really doesn’t like getting into spider webs. I think he […]
after I left him in his ‘nest’ for the night… “Hey, mom, I have a plan…” Nice try, kid.