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mommy, you crazy

i have two suckers, one for each of you.
john is getting taller. how do i know?

last night we were having our usual cuddle session in his rocker in his room. he lays on my chest with his head nestled into my neck and we "nuggle" for a few minutes before he goes to bed. only last night, he kept pushing my chin and face and head away, saying, "mommy, get you head out the way!"

after a few minutes of struggling, i realized the problem - his body is getting longer, so he no longer fits in quite the same way that he has in the past. so i said, "it's ok baby - you're just getting big."

he interrupted and said, "i not big, i very little."

i patiently explained, "yes, but you're getting bigger. and we just have to figure out how to fit when we snuggle now that you're getting bigger."

he looked at me long and hard before he touched my cheek and said, "mommy? you crazy."


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a little housekeeping - a couple of pics from boo at the zoo, and john this weekend tricycling like a maniac!

tigger checks out a big cat inflatable, a motorcycling skeleton, and then pedals
like there's no tomorrow.
and last but certainly not least, john's version of twinkle twinkle little star:

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