Well, tonight the munchkin and I head up to meet Daddy so he can spend the weekend up in PA. Hopefully he is better equipped than I to handle the grumpy entity that is inhabiting Brent's three year old figure the past couple weeks. Whether it's what clothes to wear, what to eat, what jacket to put on...it seems there is always a squabble on hand lately. That's if he even hears me. He likes to do the typical guy thing these days and tune me out, then look at me a couple minutes later and ask sweetly "What choo say to me?? What choo talk to me 'bout?" To which I usually reply by just tickling him. At least it makes me feel better.
So have a safe trip, little one. I'll see you soon :)
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