Blessed

Woohoo!!  No cards for Connor Wednesday!!

Wednesday morning Blake and I were sitting in the floor.   For some strange reason he decided to throw his sippy cup.  It landed on my leg, right on the bone.  Why does that hurt so much??  I almost cried.  Well, after he said "sorry" he insisted on kissing it to make it better.  I showed him where but he insisted that my two freckles on the leg were the "booboos".  Why argue?  Just let him think that is the booboo.  :)

Just the simple things...