My gift to you this Christmas…the flu virus. It all started so perfectly beautiful. Presents everywhere. Beautiful wrapping paper just waiting to be shredded to pieces by your little fingers. Cool toys inside itching to be played with. And you, being as excited as a 3 year boy should be, yet you open each gift respectfully and linger over your new treasure. Not moving to the next package until we push you on and put another package in your hands. We tell you all of the gifts are for you. And at that moment your true spirit comes through. Only you, with your big heart, could say, “But I want everyone to open a package. I’m so excited. I want everyone to open a gift.” There you have it. The most sweetest boy in the universe and in a few short hours your mama has given you the worst virus you’ve seen yet. You certainly don’t deserve this, but me, wanting to do it all this season, only hurt you in the end. I’m beside myself. I want to fast forward time and get past this funk. I want to reach deep inside of you and rip out the germ that has invaded your body. I want to stomp it to death and maybe add a blowtorch for good measure. And if all that fails I’ll eat it so it would live in me and not you. I just want your smile back. Your precious voice with everything to say every second you’re awake. And your never ending energy to be a super hero and me the bad guy…always the bad guy. I’m so sorry my boy.
Tru looked like his normal 3-year old self when I left for work today.
Meanwhile daddy took him to get a haircut and…
A whole new boy.
Ok…first of all we’ve been very busy. Second of all, your daddy changed all the software for converting pictures and it took me until now to figure it out! Soooooo, what have you done all summer long? Everything! You’ve been my little buddy. We’ve actually been so busy that most of it I didn’t even catch on film. (I’m still fretting over that!) You’ve gone to the beach almost every day the sun was shining and you stay in the water the entire time. We got season passes to the water park and you did all the slides possible for your height. (You little dare devil you!) Our summer has been the best fun. Now I’m back at work and it’s a shock to my system. I miss you. And as bad as I want summer again, I can’t wish the days away. We will have a fun winter too. Everything is fun with you!
Helped Poppy remodel the kitchen.
Played with the dogs
Rode the Sea Screamer
Spent lots of time in daddy’s office
Played with your train
Rode the rides at main street
Wow! Yep. We had BIG FUN!
Rode the Skywheel today…gittery fun!
It takes two to make a thing go right.
It takes two to make it outta sight.
But sometimes it’s fun to just fly solo.
We sleep with those we love.
It’s the most natural way to create love, peace, and real security. It makes us warm, relaxed, and calms us into sweet dreams.
With a simple touch, the message is obvious, “No worries. I’m right here.”
Everything is ok…sleep little one.
She’s as sweet as ever. We love her!