Thursday, February 12, 2009

Precious memories

There are moments in parenting that nothing can prepare you for.

The moment your eight year old son walks past you in the hallway swinging his hips, pouting his lips and throatily singing "Santa Baby" is one of them.

"Santa baby, so huuurry down the chimney tooooniiiight....."

2 comments:

Word Shaper said...

i. love. that. kid!

Jen said...

You do realize that if he doesn't marry Amelia someday, my heart will break.