James told me the small lid was for Ruby. He is so thoughtful. (he had been sliding down the stairs)
Kelsey, our sitter, called me yesterday to tell me she couldn't come today. Her cousin was in a really bad car accident so she would have to fill in as waitress at her Grandma's bar, where he works. I had heard about the accident and had no idea it was her cousin. It's a very sad situation for their family. He's only 17 or so and may be paralyzed.
Ruby is a screaming mimi today and went down easily for a morning nap at 10am. James and I had just got out into the garage to clean it up a bit and Rachel, our neighbor, came over. They were going to the zoo and wanted to see if James could go along. Could James go along?! Here's his passport...he can go wherever, Rachel! (just have him back by bedtime, please)
Little buddy was absolutely thrilled and I have to say I was pretty thrilled, myself. James is a lot for me right now. And I feel so bad about it...it's not even that he's being naughty, which would make it easier on my guilt, I think. He is just so IN MY FACE. Mama, mommy, mama, lookatthislookatthislookatthis. Do you want to color? Should we play blocks? Look what I can do! Can I sit on your lap? How about a hug? Mama!
See, don't I sound awful? He's very sweet but won't leave me alone. He wants my attention all the time. People tell me this is normal but I want so badly for it to end. People tell me to enjoy it because when he is a teenager he won't want anything to do with me. Well, I've enjoyed it for the last 3.5 years and the alternative sounds frighteningly good to me right now.
I know, I know. I am so Pollyanna today. Stop back later for more fun!