Good morning, Sunshine!
In his semi-awake stupor, the little guy took a yogurt from the refrigerator, asked for a spoon and plopped down on the floor. Eyes at half mast, he devoured it. You would think I didn't feed him, he was so ravenous. Lots of growing going on in that little body at night!
Ok, that was a lie. It's not yogurt. It's pudding.
I let my kid eat pudding for breakfast. There, I feel much better now that we're being honest with each other.
A little pudding never hurt anyone, right? The next course is brussels sprouts, I promise.
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Go Brown! by the way... we stalk this site. Eliza might even love this/him more than me!
MIss and love you all... 9 weeks!
Stalking with no comments Eliza??? I love all my lurkers. . .you know who you are, but please feel free to say hello once in a while. Say hello or else. You don't want my wrath. OK, my wrath is just an imaginary shit list, but still. You don't want to be on it.
(TOP 5 LURKERS I LOVE: Holly AKA Anonymous, Court, Megan, Mountain View, CA and my very favorite lurker from London, Ontario)
I don't lurk the most? surprising. hmmm ill have to up my game...
holly is the lurkiest
and who doesn't love pudding for breakfast. like i can blame the kid.
Now I want pudding. ;-)
Lurker from London?
Meeeee
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Love my Lurkers!!!
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