December 2010
8 posts
Happy six month birthday, my sweet boy! We love you with all the love in the universe.
I love roses. I haven’t even watered ours since summer and this morning I was greeted by 14 beautiful blooms.
Sometimes Cody holds Charlie up over his head by his torso, so he can fly. And sometimes he farts and it’s really funny. Babies are weird.
The next six weeks are going to be busy. Can I store sleep up now for later?
“Pregnant” sounds so much more beautiful and maternal than diminutives of the word.
Toddlers are INTENSE.
I wonder if the man selling firewood knows what we’re all thinking about his signs that say, “Got Wood?”
You know what would be awesome? If my new diaper bag could arrive by floo powder. I’m betting it’s faster than the US Postal Service.