While I was inside, warm and dry and busy teaching piano lessons, MB went outside to conquer the ice.
It got very quiet, and I couldn't find him. When I did, I patted him on the back (because I was so proud of his little work ethic!) and his sweatshirt must have weighed ten pounds in water weight.
Cabin Fever + Boy Thoughts = Progress!
AND a greater likelihood that I might NOT slip on the ice tomorrow, because it's going to refreeze tonight.
5 comments:
cute boy!
He's got some of those worker Whitcomb genes. Keep him from getting sick again!
That's my bro. filling in the old footsteps. You rock!
Roger Jr. Jr. Just like big brother. LOVE it. :)
Can I borrow him next week when M is gone?
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