This morning was cold and it feels like fall...
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Day Two Hundred Fifteen
Mom and son morning in the park...
This grass would make an awesome bed!
The Super-Awesome Headstand...
We talked about a lot of stuff…
I’m too aware that he won’t be nine forever.
Day Two Hundred Twelve
I found Bruno just like this. Honest.
He’s not allowed on the chair.
He’s NOT allowed on my freshly washed fuzzy blanket.
And we don’t allow him to read Harry Potter.
He’s too young...
Yeah. He knows he’s in trouble!
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