My son was looking at the calendar the other day. Trying to count how many days to Halloween, he turns around and looks at me and says...."Where the heck did September GO?!" I laughed and said you are too young to worry about where the time is going! But yea I have no idea where it went. It seems like my post here lately is dwelling on where all the time went. Its definitely going by fast! And it doesn't help when every other post on Facebook is counting down to Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas! Geez people can we just get thru the first 6 weeks of school?! Speaking of school i have a a rant about the system. Or the lack there of anyway: I remember being disciplined in school. If I broke a rule I was sent to the office where my mom was already waiting for me. (Didn't help that she worked at my elementary school) but still. So not only did the principal lecture me about how talking in class and being disruptive was disrespectful, I had to get an ear full from...
My computer crashed back at the end of February. I got it fixed about 2 days ago. So lets just say...We have some catching up to do. I don't have a baby anymore. I don't have an infant. I have a toddler. I have NO idea when that happened, but it did. He loves the guitar and plays it as often as he can. He gives daddy a lesson or two here and there.
He met the Easter Bunny back in March and was NOT impressed. It was an NICU Easter Egg hunt and well lets just say.......he hunted eggs played all the games....waved at the bunny from a far....but would not get close to it....too cute!
He can eat off a plate with out the desire to dump it. He eats with silverware (assisted of course) and he just is..a big boy...a big boy without the bib and a mommy that feeds him every.single.bite. This has saddened me. I have since gotten over it because it allows me to eat a hot meal.
Although blurry i was O so excited about this. 2days ago i showed him where his dirty clothes go. Here he is "scooting" it out to the laundry room for me. You're welcome ladies...he will make a fine hubby one day!
He made his first piece of art work today. And he was proud. I was proud. Until he decided the crayons needed to be thrown at the cat. But none the less i have my first piece of work i can frame and start my art gallery.
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