Lessons Learned

Dear Bubba,

I learned two important lessons tonight:

1. As much as you love to hear me sing (I'm being serious about that... I'm not sure why you do, and it surely won't last, but you do right now... promise), you are not amused by me stealing your T-Pain microphone to sing "Part of Your World" at the top of my lungs.  Your dad is not either.  I was chastised.  His lecture and your crying can't stop me, though!  Well, okay, it can.  You better believe the next time you two have male bonding time and leave me alone, I'll finish my song.  Yup.  I might even record it for you to enjoy later.  Yep.  It was my microphone first. :)

2. Mouth fart sounds are funny at any age.  Thank goodness for mouth farts because you totally forgave me for #1 after I pulled that one out of the bag.  I think.  You will.  

It's so hard to decide what the favorite part of my day is right now.  Is it the first smile I get in the morning?  Is it that other smile, the one I get when it registers on your face that I'm home at night?  Is it when we have cooking dance parties with Daddy?  Is it our family reading time right before bed?  This is why I don't like choosing favorites.  That is an impossible multiple choice question.

Love you, little man.

Mom