Ryan stayed at our house the night before his wedding. Michael was very excited and wanted to stay up with them. I was the mean mom and made him go to bed. But, he wouldn't fall asleep. At some point after 9 pm, he was standing in his doorway looking sad. I asked him why he wasn't in bed. He asked me, "are you EVER going to bed?" I answered with, "why, did someone say you could get up if I do?" There was a sheepish, quiet, "yes." Because it was such a special occassion, I told him I was ready for bed and to have a good night.
Sunday, after the rehersal night and wedding stuff was all over, he slept in until 11:30 am.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Kissing
Michael was the ring bearer in our friends' wedding. He and Chris stopped by their apartment a couple of days before. That night, Michael said, "Ryan and Sarah kissed." I replied, "oh, they did?" He said, "yes, and they are going to kiss again when the man says, 'you may now kiss the bride." and he giggled.
¡Ándale! ¡Ándale! ¡Arriba! ¡Arriba!
Michael and I were reading in bed and something struck him as familiar to that cartoon character. "You know, Mom, Speedy Josh Olish."
Thursday, May 22, 2008
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