I picture you....
- galloping around the island chasing your brother, or not, with a snack in hand and food in your mouth.
- throwing all of your animals and blankets out of the bed before you will let me get you out.
- keeping up with the big boys at johns play dates and honestly not realizing you are three years younger.
- chasing you and a soccer ball off the field during one of your brothers games.
- blowing kisses
- yelling at your ' bubba' to come eat or come to bath (bas)
- sitting in the little red chair with iPad in hand. Not really playing anything, but thinking that you are.
- pointing to your chest with an 'm' sound coming out when you are referring to yourself.
- doing whatever your brother is doing.
- getting a snack out of the pantry, 'asking' for permission and the only after I say yes you will go and get John one of the same thing and take it to him, whether he wants it or not.
- 'helping' me take out the trash to the garage.
- with a ball. Throwing it, rolling it, trying to spin in it on your finger, kicking it, bouncing it, etc.
- jumping on the trampoline.
- sleeping through the night for months and months. Easy !
- standing in some corner when you have been given a time out, then walking back over to me with shoulders as low as they will go and a pitiful look. Followed by a 'sorry mama'.
- screaming 'mine' or 'stop bubba' frequently
- wobbling into school with your yellow and grey backpack that is bigger than you holding my hand to stay upright.
- hugging and kissing John with the most genuine love and affection.
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