Last night I had a dream that Isaac was born weighing 10 lbs, 11 oz. And I was unconscious through the delivery thank God b/c I might be scared right now if I had experienced any pain. And when he got here, he moved straight into 6-9 mo size clothes & I was very disappointed that I wouldn't get to use any of the 0-6 mo clothes we've been given. Then, when he was 2 days old, he was already walking AND talking. But the first thing he said was "Pretty Mama." Hahahaha!! I hope not to save that one for just my dreams!!
That reminds me...Neena has been playing "house" in our room lately. She has a husband named Gary & likes to have Chad & I over to visit. While we were "visiting" Chad pointed out the messes in her "house" & Neena very quickly blamed all of the messes on Gary. We were cracking up! I was having a hard time convincing Chad that I DON'T blame all our messes on him!!!
5 months ago
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Hahaha! I paraphrased some of this to Amy just now, and she really laughed, too! :D
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