Nearing the end, I find myself repeating things. {aka: 47/52/3013}
As we have only 5 weeks left to 2013, I sit back and realize that things just happen again and again in life, in slightly different ways.
Molly lost both her front teeth {the ones that have been hanging on for weeks} in the matter of two days.
I talked her into giving the tooth fairy a break and combining both teeth for one visit.
Once I was downloading the photos from my camera, I realized that, yup, I’ve done this before… specifically on week 19.
Speaking of smiling… check this out…
Who is this big kid? He pulled a stool over to the refrigerator, climbed up and took a cake from the shelf, set it on the counter, and then called me over, saying “Mommy! I can eat this?”
Seriously?