Archive | March, 2015

Let it be Spring.

30 Mar

Lord knows we are ready.

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Momma, I’m helping. (Part 2)

29 Mar

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Snuggles.

29 Mar

I’ve been a snuggler these days. I now hug Nadia and tell her I love her every day when she leaves. I snuggle with momma and daddy in front of the TV. And most of all, I snuggle after naps. Especially when Bess is still asleep and I don’t have to be the macho Big Boy that I am to her.

Here I am. Daddy did the cooking because I occupied momma.

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We are in each other’s heads.

28 Mar

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Cheerios

28 Mar

“Chee-os” or “cee-uhl”

I just taught my sister how to eat it by eating hers.

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Box

28 Mar

Whenever the doorbell rings, I think it’s:
A) Nadia
B) Terry, the UPS man
C) a box
D) our groceries

All options compel me to make a beeline for the door and welcome the guest/item in. Why so excited? Because if it’s option C on a day like today, I’ll find myself in a fireman raincoat from Eddie drinking out of this awesome straw.

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I love her so much.

24 Mar

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