Today as I dropped Ray off for Baseball practice (late as usual) I watched him walk over looking for someone to practice throwing with since the other boys were already paired up, he stood there for a second looking around, then one of the coaches yelled over to him and started playing catch with him and helping him control his throws. I felt a lump in my throat just thinking how grateful I am to have good people helping to shape my kids. It really does take a village, and I am so happy to be surrounded by so many good people.
Jan-7 and 8th Last night Lola asked me to lay down in her bed with her, so I did, which by the way is very uncomfortable, it is just a crib size mattress. Anyway I put my arm around her and tried to snuggle and she said, "Don't touch me!", then I said, "well, that's not very nice! Then she said, "Okay, you can touch me, you can rub my back if you want!" I thought to myself, "she's good! I should use that line on Tony!" Then this morning she said, "My bum is Cracking me up!" She usually says "my bum is cracking" anytime her underware crawl up, but I thought it was so funny, that she threw in "me up".