Saturday, Morgan followed daddy around all day long - and I mean all day. He ate breakfast with him, rode in the truck with him, ran errands with him which included a boys-only trip to Lowe's. He mowed the lawn with him, dug dirt and lined up rocks with him and helped prepared our garden boxes. They worked all day together. And I had a small, sweet glimpse of what the future will be like with sons. Happiness for Morgan equates to doing anything with his daddy, who seems to be the coolest person he knows these days.
I hope you stay this way forever, Mr. boy. You are so cute I don't know what to do with you. Don't you ever grow up on me. I love you so.
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Morg with the to-do list him and daddy "drew" at breakfast
Getting ready to run errands/mowing the lawn
Sugar loves the wagon!
Morgan and his owie,
which, oddly enough,
was quite invisible to the naked eye.
Evening bonfire.
Barefeet.
S'mores.
Weinie roast.
Morg and his new garden gloves.
Chubby.
My club of men.
Ready for bathtime. Yum.
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