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.
Monday, June 28, 2010
where did you come from?
you asked me this evening where daddy and i came from. instead of answering, i asked you where you came from. you said "a store, a very important store."
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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