if this doesn't make you laugh...

...I don't know what to do for you.  And I'm not sure we should be friends.

Listen, at first glance, I know this is really sad and you're probably thinking I'm the meanest mom ever.

BUT, he's not crying because something actually happened to him or he's hurt or even sad; he's crying because he didn't want his picture taken.

It probably didn't help that I was laughing at him or that his Daddy was saying "your Mommy is making fun of you," but it was hysterical.

 

Disclaimer:  I promptly cleaned him off after this picture and gave him lots of love and giggles.  In 10 years or so, he'll I'll be so glad I took the picture first.

my morning...

uno - do not pay attention to the nail color out of the lines; I forgot to take it off this morning.

dos - I love a tumbler with a top and a straw; bonus pts for being Starbucks.  YAH!

This morning, Big Steven put the little one in our bed before he left because he was up and ready to go.  After pleading/whining/fake crying for me to put on Cars for about 10+ minutes, he finally fell back asleep...just in time for my alarm to go off.

Naturally, I hit the snooze and didn't really roll out of bed until about 6:15.
And by 6:15, I really mean 6:30.

I woke Stevie up to take him out to the car (that I had warming up for us because we are NOT cold weather people) and realized that he'd 'leaked' so to speak.

During his changing, he loudly demanded his "CAMOS" to which I pathetically obliged.

[sidenote - his camos are his camouflage jammies he got from Papa.]

After getting his camos on, he said, "thank you, Papa, I LOVE it!"

Then he threw his arms around me and screamed,

"I LOVE MY MAMA."

Best morning ever.