this morning at church i was once again fooled into believing that my children were maturing and my life would possibly, someday be calm.
to my right, E sat peacefully coloring.
K snuggled quietly on my shoulder, content to have me hold him for the moment.
then...
i felt something wet and slimy running down my chest, pooling in my bra...
and realized that K had been intentionally drooling down the front of my shirt.
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Bah ha ha!
And nowhere to run....
Further evidence that boys always have an alternative motive when snuggling.
I was wondering why you were MIA for the rest of the service!! I did witness this calm and as i walked by you guys i thought, "oh how sweet".
Rich
Too cute! Been there myself, actually!
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