Are you ready for some serious cute?
Because seriously, the drool slays me.
Mr. Fun just texted me a photo of a check T wrote during his field trip to the bank yesterday. He wrote it to Toys R Us for $500, big spender he is. This made me think....where the hell does the time go? I swear it was last year he was still rear facing, drinking out of sippy cups and drooling. Now he's writing checks, riding in a booster seat and playing baseball. Oh, and trust me, he is counting the pounds until he can say goodbye to the booster. He's got about 8 pounds to go.
One more for good measure...
If only I could rewind and do it again.
Because seriously, the drool slays me.
Mr. Fun just texted me a photo of a check T wrote during his field trip to the bank yesterday. He wrote it to Toys R Us for $500, big spender he is. This made me think....where the hell does the time go? I swear it was last year he was still rear facing, drinking out of sippy cups and drooling. Now he's writing checks, riding in a booster seat and playing baseball. Oh, and trust me, he is counting the pounds until he can say goodbye to the booster. He's got about 8 pounds to go.
One more for good measure...
If only I could rewind and do it again.
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