Last night, as we were all headed to the Big Bed for Cuddle Time, Benjamin hung behind in the living room with me. He walked purposefully to the middle of the floor, looked at me, and held out his hands.
“Dance me! Dance me, Mommy!”
Absolutely beaming, I got up, took his hands, and he spun me ’round and ’round. He grinned up at me, as I down on him. And I was so glad to have a little boy.
Eventually we had to head to bed. I gathered him in my arms and he clung to my neck as we snuggled all the way back to the Big Bed, where the Daddy and Sister waited for us.
After reading our book, we turned off the lights and all cuddled together, with my little boy curled tightly against me.
When suddenly, in the darkness, a little finger found my mouth. And a salty, slimy blob on the end of that finger found my tongue.
Ugh. Ew. Gag. Vomit.
That BOY.
LOVELY!
And do you seriously only have 31 days left?!? Whoohoo!
I have two boys–I know all about it! Although I’ve never gotten one of THOSE in my moulth….yet….
Yup. Boys are gross. I have two. Sorry to say it isn’t going to get better, they will just find other nasty stuff to gag you with. The trick is to pretend nothing bugs you so they don’t try as hard to gross you out.
Harry once stuck his finger in his ear, dug out some ear wax and then stuck it in my mouth. Boys are a lot of fun lol
now if someone asks what one tastes like, you can tell them. yuck.
I am so glad my daughter has not done that to me yet. LOL.. My daughter also has her share of gross stuff but I would surely vomit if she did that to me too.