When, oh when, will it ever change?? The Cubbies are next to last in the NL Central, 10 1/2 games out..they shoulda never kept that guy with his goat out of Wrigley. We'll always have 1908.
In honor of my friends Miles and Brooklynne finding out their baby is going to be a girl, my boy now knows how to say girl. It comes out more like "goal" but he tries. "A" for effort. He also says "how" (house), cahkee (car keys), ball, and tee-kee (stinky). It's true, once they start talking, they don't stop.
Wee One woke up at 5:50 this AM. 5:50!!! Even the sun has better sense than to be up then! And of course, the second he opens his eyes he has to know where we are. So at 5:50, we hear "Mamá! Papá!" and are thusly awakened. We tried to get him to go back to sleep; nothing doing. So he is at Mother's Morning Out while I attempt to get at least something productive done. (Laundry, not blogging.)
My boy already has his own fashion style, and far be it for me to squelch it. We got dressed today to go to MMO and I put him in a pair of bluejeans and a lime green tshirt. I asked him to go get his Elmo shoes thinking he'd run for his tennis shoes; wrong. He got the red slip on Elmo shoes from his grandmother. Not exactly a match with lime green. But far be it for me to put any other shoes on the child. Of course, he would look adorable in a burlap sack.
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