It's thursday. I think all I've eaten this week is peanut M&Ms (true story). It's about that time, you know? The must have chocolate kind of time.
Sugar's cruising around the house and into everything (this weekend, we're buttoning down every hatch, latch and cupboard). And as for Morg, he never seems to stop talking. This morning, when I was in the tub, he comes walking in, sits on the toilet and says, "So, how's your bath going?"
Good.
Then yesterday, he was going on and on, listing all the things he knew how to do. Here's some of the things that made the list: "I go poop" (of course he began his list with this). "I wash my hands. I do stuff. I pick up my toys. I read. I play with Sugar. I drive. I take naps. I'm a big boy....." On and on.
Yesterday we watched "Morgan Movies" (home videos) all day long, and I swear, by the end of the night, my heart was breaking. Sometimes I get so lonesome for my baby Morgan (or my "sweetheart Morgan", as Morgan calls his younger self). It seriously hurts inside my heart. Time: please slow yourself down a bit. Please, oh please, oh please.
This made me smile. He's so cute!
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