Have you ever been lived in or been to a house that has an obvious horizontal line about 3 feet off the floor? The only things under that line are toys belonging to a small child, the rugs and the legs of furniture. You know where I'm going with this , right? Welcome to our house. Gigi has figured out how to pull herself up and get herself back down to the floor again. We are constantly saying "No, Gigi." Rather, I am constantly saying that. The kids are constantly say, "Mommy, look at Gigi" or "Mommy, Gigi is eating my stuff." Yeah, that's always good to hear. PICK IT UP ALREADY! Okay, got that out of my system. Gigi is always smiling. She has this real high pitch squeal that reminds me of my Grandma S. Maybe that is where she gets it from...just so we won't forget.
Goldilocks got to ride his bike, which is one of his favorite pastimes. He and Hottie went to the race tracks too! The go cart race track. However, if you mention it to Goldilocks he will politely (hopefully) inform you it is the RACE CAR TRACK in which you are referring to and to please refer to it as such when discussing such matters with him. Learned this the hard way. Just giving you some pointers. When they got home I was making Baked Apples to go with our dinner. Goldilocks wanted to help. He decided he would help me by eating the apple peels (because they don't like them on baked apples) while standing on my left foot. He told me he loved me and he was never getting married. Hearts are breaking wide all across the world tonight (from Top Gun if your from that era, if not go rent it), especially Big Friend P's I'm sure! Word to melt a mama's heart. He is asleep now. Looks like he was waiting for me. Kind of propped himself up with his hand holding his chin, squishing the left side of his face up. Just perfect for kissin'. It was a happy day today according to Goldilocks. I have to agree with him.
Finding my bed over the edge.
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