I had told him that I didn't want him to do it. I begged. I pleaded. Eight months is just too soon. But, defiant and totally heedless of my wishes (he gets that from his father), there he was when I opened the door:
And he looked very smug about it, indeed.
With a lump in my throat that my last baby is growing up much too quickly, I hurried over to his bed.....and pushed him back down.
(not really!)
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