Atticus found an old toothbrush and asked me, "Is this the toothbrush Daddy used when he had Shrek throat?"When he was 2 he called overpasses "Ogre-passes"...Perhaps he has a secret obsession with the green guy.
He seems to mispronounce words less and less frequently. I don't dare correct him anymore because it's so cute.
Meanwhile I'm trying to take Fergie's advice("Big girls don't cry.") Mom was supposed to fly in today for a couple weeks, but she got terribly sick with a kidney infection. She won't be able to come out after all. I feel like such a little kid, "I want my MOMMY!" She is the best.
I don't know what it is about childbirth, but I have never felt closer to my own mother as when I have delivered my children. Like after years the relationship is finally horizontal instead of verticle. There's just an instant understanding or something.
I will miss her getting up with me nights that first week to watch shows or talk while I nurse the munchkin. But alas I'm 31 and any day now I'LL be the mommy again. So I have to grow up. :)
