My sore throat has turned into a full blown head cold, which is not OK during teh summer. Well, it's not OK any time, but I hate feeling lousy when it is nice out.
I walked with Bart and now I"m going to take some cold medicine and go to bed early.
But time for a quick story:
Today I reprimanded Wilson. "You get up in the morning and think you're too old to come give your mom a hug?"
He jumps to his feet, all 49 pounds of him, sticks his chest out, beats it with both fists and says loudly, "I'm a man!"
1 comment:
He couldn't possibly be any cuter. Not that one says "cute" to boys...I mean MEN...his age!
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