Thursday, September 22, 2011
Look at this face. I love this face. Today he told Emma Mae that when he grows up he might be an astronaut and go to the moon. Emma told him that she might miss him if he goes to the moon. So he told her that she could come with him.
I love it when he says "I love you mama." I love it when he says "I just want you mama." I love it when he says "mama, you're so pretty!" We have a pretty cool bond. Cool enough that he felt totally comfortable telling me that "those spiky things on your chin are hurting me mama!" the other night as we were cuddling. Time to get out the tweezers I guess. And time to remember that not everything that comes out of a four year olds mouth will be music to my ears.