I want to write a deep, thought-provoking post. One that helps me sort out some mommy stuff.
But my hubby and my son are standing in the hallway outside our home office, and from what I can gather, they are taking turns pelting each other with a tennis ball.
This game seems a bit rough and dangerous, but judging by the squeals of laughter, a certain three-year old is having the time of his life.
Perhaps I need to stop contemplating and just get in the game.
3 comments:
Love Love Love Love Love the new picture in the header!!!
I love those times I hear laughter from afar between my son and his daddy! It's a sweet, sweet sound!
I found you on Kelly's blogroll and wanted to say hi. I am with you, better to be involved and distracted than have a thought provoking post because before you know it your 3 year old will be 6 then 8.
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