I love blogging. I have a lot to write about lately. I loathe typing with one hand. The baby is always in the other. This is a good problem to have. I am so smitten with this little guy. Why didn't someone tell me boys were so charming?
Even when he's telling Grandma to back off.
Even my girls are starting to get the meaning of what a good problem is.
Me: Everyone is talking me to at one time, so I can't understand any of you. You're talking and you're talking, Goldie is yelling at me and Hank is crying to be held.
8yo: That's because we all love you!
Me: Oh, yeah, good problem to have, huh.
Kids: ~~~~laughter~~~~
1 comment:
I love it!
I might have to steal it. ;)
Thanks!
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