Mommy's a pretty dang happy lady. The last two days she's heard belly laughs from both her boys - that's something she missed during our 10 days of solitude. They might have been tougher than Gabriel Garcia Marquez's 100 years.
Since Nate was sick last weekend, he had to take steamy showers with Mommy to help clear out his chest. I decided this was exceptionally cool. Today I told Mommy I got dirty playing outside and wanted to take a shower. She got the water warm for me, then I took a nice shower all by myself. To me, the water spraying on me is much more important than getting clean. Who needs to scrub?
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