One morning recently, I was awoken by a text message.
From my son.
In his bed upstairs.
"Mom, I'm wicked sick. Can I stay home today?"
From my bed, I texted back: "Ash, it's a snow day."
And just like that, he was cured.
Miracles do happen.
Now for some I-wish-Spring-would-hurry-the-F-up-and-get-sprung-already-pics...
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| Icy treetops |
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| Spring mud + 4wheeler = Muddy Boy |
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| "Super"moon |
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| Ready for baseball to start! |
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| Such a good big bro |
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| Come'on bud, let's go inside and warm up |
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| <3 |
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1 comments:
LOL @ him texting you like that! My kids aren't texting yet, but my husband has texted me from the next room to ask for something.
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