Sweet boy
My sweet boy. So incredibly precious.
We're sitting at the table and he says to me, "How are YOU today?" in a cheerful voice. Then he comes over, lays his head on my lap and says, "I'm so proud of you."
I know he didn't understand the meaning of what he was saying, but it was still nice to hear. A nice departure from, "NO! Sitty not playing with my race cars!"
Labels: Andy
posted by Abbey @ 9:35 PM
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"Where's my boy?" Nana says. "Here I am!" says my sweet boy. Oh how I love my wild-man! Even when he completely wears me out.......I can't wait for the next time we're together!
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