I’m sick.
I’m tired.
There is nothing, nothing that could make me smile today.
Except for the fact that when I was putting away Tiny’s laundry, he was crawling around on his bedroom floor, crawled over to his crib, reached out, touched it, turned to me, shook his head and said very, very seriously, “No-no, Ni-ni. No-no, Ni-ni.”
That made me smile.
I picked him up, assured him that it was not, in fact, time for “night-night,” and was rewarded with a kiss.
A Tiny kiss, which is an open-mouthed, drooly, boogery, slop-fest on your cheek.
And that made me laugh.
Kids.
Good stuff.
So sweet! Hope you feel better soon.
~FringeGirl
Comment by the domestic fringe — February 2, 2012 @ 12:47 pm |
Thanks! I’m getting there…just pushing toward the weekend when I can have a little downtime with the monkeys! 🙂
Comment by abozza — February 2, 2012 @ 12:54 pm |
Though my kids are long past that age, they can still turn my mood around for the better (and, of course, vice versa!), even my surly teenager!
Great blog. Glad to have found it!
Comment by crubin — February 2, 2012 @ 1:26 pm |
Thank you so much! I’m glad you found it, too! 🙂
Comment by abozza — February 2, 2012 @ 1:52 pm |