my writings and this place are for you, sweet wyatt sullivan - for when i am old and can no longer remember. you can come here to read about our antics and our good times of growing up together...and maybe get some insight on how we became who we are.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
the baby powder incident.
in your room for ten minutes on a time out because you weren't listening to me...you got the baby powder off the top of the 6 foot high cabinet, not once but twice today. you are going to be blowing out powder buggers for awhile.
you hate being swaddled. you love to have me kiss all your boo boos. you love story time. you hate naps. you love dora. you hate sitting in your car seat. you like onions. you like beer. you hate wearing socks. you love my pillow. you love ketchup and mustard.
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