I was laying down the other day and for some crazy reason Jonah gets it in his head he wants to rest with me. Not quite one minute into our rest and Jonah starts laughing.
"What's so funny, Jonah?"
"I was just having a funny dream. Remember at Haigler the bat that was in my suitcase?"
"Yeah, I remember. That was kind of funny." (I'm thinking maybe terrifying's a better word.)
Quiet. And then Jonah starts laughing hysterically.
"What's funny now?"
"I'm having the same dream."
And I'm thinking, I desperately need a nap right now. But then before I know it I can't stop laughing either. And so I guess what I desperately needed was a good laugh. Thanks for keeping me in line, Jonah.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Friday, February 5, 2010
I'm a mean, mean mom..
...or so I've been told by my 5 year old. Not only am I a mean, mean mom but if I don't give him 5 pieces of candy, read him a story and sing him a song tonight, I'm not getting a Valentine from him. This makes me a sad, sad mom.
"Well, I'll still make you a Valentine, but you're not getting two."
And one is what I got.
"Well, I'll still make you a Valentine, but you're not getting two."
And one is what I got.
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