Needed to get these down before I forget:
Yesterday when I was home sick, Rick & Mallory called me from the car shortly after they left the house. Mallory got on the phone and said “Mama…sick…couch” and when I told her I loved her, she said back “Dove you nost, mama”. It made me start to cry, she is so sweet.
Then when we were leaving daycare, she didn’t want to put her coat on (”no want it”, while crossing her arms) but we finally got her dressed and headed outside. I told her that mama still didn’t feel well so we needed to get home. Her response? “Couch, mama?”
And finally, I don’t know who’s bright idea it was to get her a swingset for her birthday, but whoever it was forgot that it is cold in late-October and Mallory can’t get herself onto the swing or actually start swinging by herself just yet. Unfortunately I don’t think the swingset is going to lose it’s appeal just because it’s cold out. Dammit Jim.
She saw it yesterday when we pulled up after daycare – “my singset, mama! my birthday coming up!”