I was blessed to get a good enough night's sleep which allowed me to rise at 5am to catch up on some blogs and reality TV. (I actually thought I was getting up early to catch up on the extreme amount of laundry that is piled everywhere - but then I found 'better' things to do.)
I sat here, all alone for nearly an hour (pure bliss) until I heard little footsteps coming down the hallway.
He walked over to me and said, "Mommy when I was sleeping my leg got broken." As he was standing in front of me.
With the most serious and concerned voice I could muster, "Really?! Which one?!"
"Both! Can you believe it?" And shook his little head in disgust then climbed up on the couch with me.
It's good to be home :-)
Loving every minute of being a mommy of three, a teacher of 24, and a wife of one.
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