We hit up a free Braves baseball game |
My little Chewiebacca- down to the crocs |
When Micah was younger he loved going to Chick-Fil-A, aka Chicken Away. How could you say no to that? And the adorable way he told me his ears hurt. "Mommy, there's bumblebees in my ear." I didn't have the heart to correct him for a long time...then my teacher sister took it upon herself to 'help' him learn to speak the 'right' way. (Notice the quotation marks- I still disagree and it's still a sore subject.) He learned that lunchbiddles were really lunchables, woo-woos must be called firetrucks, and Chewiebacca actually had the much more boring name of Chewbacca. That was a devastating time for me- I hate that they have to grow up.
Fortunately, Cayden came along and has a whole new world of fun words for me to enjoy. Plus, my sister is four hours away and can't ruin it. He loves playing outside, but when the bugs get bad, he comes running back to escape the spagheettos. And this year for Easter, he got a basket full of goodies from the Oyster Bunny. Where that one came from, I have no clue.
Two of my men |
I'm still waiting for Ez to talk enough for me to find some new gems. Right now, he likes ruff-ruffs (dogs), and shrieking 'MAAAAAAA' at the top of his lungs when I'm a full two feet away instead of holding him.
So in conclusion, go visit the scenic Atlando. While you're there, take your ruff-ruff for a walk to Chicken Away, then head to bed wearing your jammy-jams and make sure your mama gives you night-night snuggles.
Best buddies |
Susanne
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