I am sticking with this whole 31 days of the little things, my little thing to celebrate today is my awesome $5 necklace from Target. What what.
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I want to go back to the days when all I worried about was how much vomit was in my hair that day or if I remembered to put on a bra so I didn't leak all over my pancakes.
Toddlerhood is kicking my ever loving ass. The fierce determination of this micro adult is enviable. I wish that I was able to focus so intently on something. What Smith doesn't understand in his 2 and a half years of wisdom is how utterly amazing it is to have someone feed you, dress you, cook for you, clean for you, and wipe your own ass.
Smith, next time you are trying to head butt your mom in the face because I'm trying to wipe poop off your ass, know that you have it good. I mean, REALLY good.