Monday, January 21, 2013
Today, or technically yesterday, you are 11 months old. Please stop growing. You keep on walking around with more and more confidence. Your too long pants don't even make you hesitate anymore. Even though I am enjoying you more and more, I still don't want you to grow up too fast...as you seem adamant on doing.
I'm so glad you have such a love of popcorn and even more glad that you clean out the popcorn machine after each use. And thank you for doing the dishes today. I'm not sure if I could have faced them without anger, or at least tears.
You are dead to me. Please stop showing yourself and go bug some other valley for awhile. Or really just go away all together. I think that would be best all the way around.
I miss you. The real you, the inversion free you. Please come back.
Thank you for working so well. You make me never want to leave the house again. At least not until the sun really shines. Now if you could figure out a way to do the laundry.
Hope you all have a wonderful Monday.