Throw Back Thursday...from the beginning

September 16, 2012

Dear son, my precious child, 5 a.m. is not the time to get up and play. We aren't roosters...by the way, roosters who get up too early are sold to McDonalds and made into chicken nuggets. Cockadoodle-doo.



November 3, 2012

Dear son, my precious child, not everything your Grand Daddy teaches you is considered sane. While those little lady bug looking things are annoying, it isn't necessary to stomp each and everyone you see and then force Mommy to vacuum it up. Woe and misery for the Mommy not the bugs!



December 2, 2012

Apparently my son thinks one of the Santa's has continence issues because he tried to put a diaper on him. Hmmm.



December 10, 2012

You know you are exhausted when you wake up from a nap feeling like you are smothering because your child flopped across your face during his slumber, and the impact of back to face never woke you...



December 17, 2012

When I get sick, Ramen noodles are a comfort food I love. Earlier, I fixed a bowl of Ramen and my son leaned over and began blowing on them, saying, "hot..." I thought to myself, "how sweet," and then he spit in them.