Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Making Plans

"Someday you're going to leave me," I tell him as I tuck him in and tickle dream angels into his scalp.  "Some day you're going to meet a girl and fall in love and kiss her and get married and have babies."

Liam screws up his face.  "I don't kiss guwls!"

"I'm a girl," I tell him and I lean over to kiss him goodnight.

"No you're not.  You're dust my mom.  And I don't wanna maywee a guwl."

"Why not?"

"I'm dust gonna maywee a mermaid!"

2 comments :

  1. Hehehe, I hope our kids get to play together someday. PS I love his shirt, where do you shop?

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  2. Honestly Lisa - I have no idea where that shirt originally came from...I am blessed to have friends with great taste and amazing hand-me-downs :)

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