Sorry so late.
First things first.. .Ethan has learned to click his tongue. So cute.
Also,he took 4 steps with no assistance today.
We are very proud of him!
Okay,so now the bad news. Someone called me "ma'am" today. I don't know who he thinks he is. What did I ever do to him? I am NOT old enough for that kind of respect. And another thing,when did teenagers start looking like 10 year olds. I swear! I mean I have underwear older than some of the checkers at my grocery store. Do I look like their mother? Oh,wait. . .I AM some one's mom.
Wow,this is a lot to digest. I. . .AM. . .A. . .MOTHER. I have a child. Who depends on me. Who loves me. Who wants to be around me (for right now). I am a mother. Eh,that sounds too bizarre. Doesn't that sound weird. I am to Ethan what my mom was to me. I am his security. That is a pretty big responsibility. Wow, I feel so mature right now. Huh, I'm a mom. It's growing on me. I can dig it. Yeah.
But I am still not old enough to be called "ma'am".
More on my little man (and less ranting-I promise) tomorrow!
Goodnight.
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