Today I tore down the rest of the dining room wallpaper.
Imagine a picture of Baby Boy standing on a dining room chair 'helping beppe' scrape it off.
Anything destructive, the boy loves.
One must imagine that picture, as I haven't located my battery charger yet.
Baby Boy has a new 'game'.
He snatched a crocheted dresser scarf off my coffee table today.
I put it over my head and wrapped it around my shoulders and turned myself into "Old Beppe".
"Old Beppe" was an instant hit.
She is now the ONLY beppe he wants.
I have a raw throat from doing Old Beppe's voice for hours.
Just so you know, Old Beppe has very sore lips which must be kissed.
Baby Boy thought that was hilarious and he giggled away to his heart's content.
I was able to snatch the kisses away from Old Beppe and stuff them into MY contented heart.
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How sweet...you indeed have a great imagination!! Hope you find the batteries soon!! Moving is HARD!!
I want to see a picture of you as Grandma Beppe.
Old Beppe I mean...
I don't comment nearly enough, but I read your blog all the time. I love posts like this, where your love for that Baby Boy just shines through! Such a honey, he is. I actually look forward to being a grandma. It will be fun to see him with a "new baby."
"Although she was tired from all the boxing, she knew that life was hidden in the details. Instead of smacking the child's hand for touching things he mustn't, she played along and they smacked lips instead."
You are a wonder. Do you know that?
Awwww...
Thanks SO much!
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