07 October 2013


Being late never hurt anybody.
Sometimes SonDay happens on MonDay!

Oscar, my dear.
Even when you are under the weather you can still 
Put a smile on your face,
Say the sweetest things to me,
Have patience more than me on a good day
and still want to lick the whipped cream off a whisk.
I am truly blessed to be your mom!

Oh my dear lawd!
Little Fender, growing up to be such a sweet sweet funny little man!
You have the giggle that melts this mama's heart.
You also have the pouting lip that melts this mama's heart.
I have so much love for you!

My lovebuggie.
You have been sick for quite some time.
We finally took you to the doctors today to find out that you have bronchitis.
Poor poor dear! 
Even though you are ill,
you can still find those peanut butter balls that mama has hidden in the fridge!
I just want to cuddle you sun up to sun set!
Mama's going to make you some tea.

Happy days to you my Dears!
yours always!

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