Here's what we've been up to:
Jotham wanted his monkey to wear a diaper.
Pretending to be a kitty on the couch about to roll down.
Playing with his new to him airplane.
Painting.
Being an elephant with a slinky.
Praying for his playdough hamburger supper.
Jotham bumped his head on something, and when I asked if he needed a hug or kiss he said no. And then said, "cuddle soccer ball" and ran to my room and climbed into the bed. It took me a moment to remember what he wanted, the soccer ball gel pack from the freezer. For some reason when he's sad or hurt his favourite place to go is our bed.
Me and Jotham cuddling.
Laughing while Daddy eats him up.
Hiding from Mommy.
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