So, yesterday M went to Wmart because we got a gift certificate for Christmas. I prefer not to go in there because I am honestly too judgmental. It was late, around 11 pm. When he got back he looked at me and said, "I am so glad we are doing what we are doing." I said, "what are you talking about?" "When I was in Wmart there was a kid crying and his mom just kept telling him to shut up. I looked at him smiled, and he stopped crying." "Was he afraid of you?" M, "No, he was smiling. It just made me sad for him. I am glad that we are fostering."
I mean really, how did I get the best man on earth?!
On a separate note, for those of you who don't know E is quite the accessory queen. She loves anything sparkly. So here is one of her latest combos.
I love that stinker so much! This morning she was in her highchair eating and she started farting. It was a lot. I looked at her and started to laugh. She gave a side smile and said, "Poo!". I said, "No, fart" and she repeated, "Far" and smiled. I mean, really. She is a stinker. hahahah
I love that shirt!
ReplyDeleteMichael is the sweetest!
ReplyDeleteAnd when I see crap like that wmart scene, I am glad you are fostering too.