We got into the finger paints today – I managed to convince Carson that this was not a good opportunity to attempt body painting (as the paper isn’t big enough), but I had to make a few small concessions.
Carson chose my big brother’s old band t-shirt to sleep in tonight. He wears it well, no?
There are things I did as the mother of a toddler, that would totally have embarrassed me to admit, back when my now-all-grown-up little girl was still a toddler. It’s a little embarrassing to admit to those things even now, although she did survive. It’s more surprising that *I* survived, to tell the truth. Ky […]