Tuesday, March 16, 2010
It's late, I was just preparing to go to bed, when I heard the noise no parent wants to hear. Booohoooohoooo, sniffle, sniffle, wail. I get up and go to Matthew's room to hear, "Mommy I'm a hungry boy, boohoohoo, I'm a hungry boy, sob, Mommy, I'm a hungry boy." There's just nothing like it in the world. It breaks your heart and makes you smile all at the same time. I fed my sweet boy some bread. He decided he couldn't go to bed without another small dump truck sleeping with him. (Thanks Auntie! He loves the truck and I LOVE the apron. Betty Crocker, be ready to be put to shame!) This means in his toddler bed there is: 1 small boy, 1 snoring horse, 1 puppy (thanks Auntie Tara), 1 "Mac" aka semi with trailer and 1 small dump truck. It's getting crowded, but he can be comfortable aaannnywaaaaay.