Samisms
Yesterday I managed to get out of bed, shower, fasten my pants with a rubber band, and head out the door--all in time for lunch! I had just a couple hours, I figured, before the yuckies would start to settle back in, and I was on a quest for Pre-K school supplies! So Zachary, Sammy, and I kicked off our errands with a visit to Chipotle for a burrito bowl. My little guys were awfully excited, for the plan was to head to Wal-Mart next for Sammy's school supplies. What was really on their mind, though, was the upcoming Halloween holiday. They were hoping, clinging to the faint chance that Wal-Mart might already be stocking costumes! Zachy really wants to dress up as "Buby Spy-man" and Sam has had his heart set on a Spiderman suit with muscles for a good five or six months now.
As we were loading up in the van to begin our exciting shopping quest, Samuel stopped me with his BIG BROWN eyes and sighed,
"Mommy, you're pretty."
If that doesn't make a mommy feel all giddy inside, I don't know what does! And then, perhaps to comfort me in my despicable state, or probably more likely to butter me up before we set foot in the costume aisle, Sammy added:
"I'm never going to give up on you!"
As we were loading up in the van to begin our exciting shopping quest, Samuel stopped me with his BIG BROWN eyes and sighed,
"Mommy, you're pretty."
If that doesn't make a mommy feel all giddy inside, I don't know what does! And then, perhaps to comfort me in my despicable state, or probably more likely to butter me up before we set foot in the costume aisle, Sammy added:
"I'm never going to give up on you!"
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