At 22 months, Finn follows me around and says “What doing mama?” about everything.
I’ll tell him and he gives me a long “Ohhhhh” as if he deeply understands the importance of laundry.
There are many people (jean) who will be so happy to know that he no longer wipes the snot with his left hand. With the most recent cold he’ll stand very still while a gallon of snot hangs from one nostril and he’ll say “NOSE!!!!!!!!”. He’ll tilt his head back so I can get it all and then he’ll say “Better.” He’s also very particular about his hands being dirty. He’ll hold them up and say “ICKY!” I’ll wipe them off and he’ll say “Better.” The “Better” thing kills me it’s so freaking cute.
A very belated happy birthday goes out to MMP. I wish I could have been there for the big 3–0! You’re the best sissie ever.
posted on Tuesday, May 09, 2006 11:30 AM