Last night, I was sitting in the rocking chair in the boys' room. Both boys were on my lap. We had a blanket and milk and a couple of story books. In the middle of one of the stories, I yawned. Meatball turned around with a clenched hand. He raised his hand to my eye, rubbed my eye for me, and asked "Sleepy, mommy?"
Oh - my heart is melting all over again.....
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oh my heart is melty. That is so sweet. So...the milk. Was it in a sippy cup or bottle?
CUP! We haven't caved in. The bottles are in Africa and aren't ever coming back.
Now: potty training. YIKES!
I am proud of you- That is such a tough transition. It's so easy to give to those sweet little faces!
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