Monday, April 26, 2010
Options
Looking for a daycare for Harrison this week. It's making me sad. I have great options nearby, but none of them compare to "My Mom" or "My Sister" or an equally awesome situation in which someone I know will love him while I'm gone. Not that they won't love him wherever I take him. They will OBVIOUSLY think he's the cutest kid they've ever seen. And he will OF COURSE be the favorite kid they have ever or will ever take care of. Because he's both adorable and sweet, not to mention good and funny and snuggly and smart and .... yeah, they'll love him. I just want him for my very own. I'm considering buying a really big purse and just keeping him in it. His head can pop out every so often and I'll sneak him a treat. Question: If you saw a kid in a purse, you'd just assume it was a dream or illusion and forget it ever happened, right? I thought so. Plans forming. Ideas happening. I may get through this yet.
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Like this?
http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_l13saumRra1qzyycoo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&Expires=1272403875&Signature=0o2nc32Tv3B2rwpgzakgwnSuWGY%3D
I can just see his big brown eyes and looong lashes peaking out. Aw I wish I lived close by so I could watch him.
Daycare. Finding one is hard. Are you doing a big one, or considering someone's home, or something else?
But...everyone knows you're not a purse person! (You're not a purson?)
I wish I had won the lottery so I could just stay home and watch Harrison. Don't worry Renee. He'll be okay!
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