Philly Area mom, Life forever changed by adoption
The carnival rides are rolling in. And, the carnies are masterfully assembling them (mind you, I feel much better about the rides if I just don’t watch this part).
Meanwhile, my children are brilliant. I may or may not have spent a good bit of money at BJs to help start up the business.
Don’t worry. We’ll make sure Lydia isn’t recruited to join the Majestic Midways troop. Clearly, she’d be a strategic asset.
I’m overlooking the evil-looking red eyes and focusing on the hearts and kissable lips.
Everyone wants to be called “lovey” at some point. “Awesome” spelled wrong is pretty great too.
I love that she thinks my favorite movie is cartoons. I’ll let her go on thinking that. I have never sat through a whole episode of “My Little Pony,” however. But, that may be the favorite show of someone else I know.
“and always puts her hands around me” — “arms” may sound better but the message melts my heart.
Oh, sweet girl. We’ve been prepping for next week’s trip and reminding each other of how sweet our reunion will be. Still makes me ache a little though.
I can’t imagine that she’d ever have trouble with homework given how she spells “trouble.” :)
Yup. Me too. A shrinking machine has been on my Amazon wish list for years, but no one has ordered it for me yet. Whenever I mention wanting that shrinking machine, Lydia giggles and yells, “No! No! You can’t shrink me! I don’t want to be shrinked! I am growing bigger and bigger!” Her ending her Mother’s Day book with the phrase “and I do want to be srinckt” is the sweetest gift of all. She does want to be my baby forever.
