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Saturday, November 08, 2008

I scream, you scream

I did get my ice cream, and it did make me feel better. Ryan had a great time, although the hubby did get stung a bit when Ryan chose to ride back on the bus with his friends, instead of with his dad. Which means the next phase is beginning, the one where Ryan will start separating himself from us, choosing to be with people outside of our family. Me and the hubby will no longer be the center of his universe. I know it's great, he's growing up, and going through the normal phases. . .but I think we're going to need more ice cream. And lots of it.

1 comment:

Lacey said...

((HUGS)) They grow up too fast!