Friday, May 4, 2007

Making up for calling me a "Shithead" over breakfast.

Little boy came over while I was emptying the dishwasher, took my hand - looked up at me and said:

"Mommy, you're my best friend."
I picked him up, and his sticky hands wrapped around my neck as he kissed me on the cheek.
And that's why I do this. Because he's my best friend too.

To be fair - I *was* being a shithead at the time.

Notice the pregnancy swelling beginning it's ugly decent upon my face. Nice.

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