Sometimes I really forget how little my Little Man actually is. His presence is always so BIG, that I sometimes lose sight of the fact that he is still less than 3 feet tall and under 35 pounds. Over the weekend the basement in our building flooded and for about 2 hours the two of us made up the entire emergency clean up crew. As I was taking the furniture off the floor in the function room I lost sight of my little guy, and it took me a minute or two to find him playing in a turned over box.
Here is our version of a "jack in the box."
Now if I could just find a lid! (kidding of course.)
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I remember when my kids were as tiny as little puppies. It won't be long now, though, before they're towering over me!
Enjoy it while it lasts! xx
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