October 12, 2008...first snow of the season
I love
those tractor jammies that no longer fit
the bed head hair do
the way he's kissing his reflection in the window
those long, dark eyelashes
that the snow covered up all the weeds in the ugly beauty strip
the way he said, "Gook, Mama! No!" over and over
(Look, Mama! Snow!)
I do not love
that if history repeats itself, this could happen again
two weeks from today.
(I'm referring to the snow, of course.
The bed head happens every day.)
I'm just not ready for it.
I love
those tractor jammies that no longer fit
the bed head hair do
the way he's kissing his reflection in the window
those long, dark eyelashes
that the snow covered up all the weeds in the ugly beauty strip
the way he said, "Gook, Mama! No!" over and over
(Look, Mama! Snow!)
I do not love
that if history repeats itself, this could happen again
two weeks from today.
(I'm referring to the snow, of course.
The bed head happens every day.)
I'm just not ready for it.
2 comments:
Note to self: Write comments to correct blog entry. He is so dang cute! I don't know where he gets the tendency for nose stuffing, his Uncle Tim always pulled it out and flung it-eww! Sorry I just gagged a little. Maybe he should try spaghetti snorting like his dad? XOXOX Suzy \m/(>.<)\m/
I am not aware of the spaghetti snorting. Now I'm curious.
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