Weapons Modification

07 Aug 2010 2 Comments

by Ingies in Stories about the boy Tags:

Today’s post was supposed to be about weapons modification. (I’m such an expert you know . . . LOL!)

So I set out to look for a couple of relevant photos to include with the post and I came across this . . . .

And this . . .

 

And this . . .

 

And this . . .

And I was a goner.

I decided weapons modification could wait.

Because I wanted to look at more pictures of my baby boy.

And I was too busy with my tissues . . .

and falling in love with you all over again.

I found this . . .

And these . . .

 

And these . . .

  

Remember this? You were such a champ.

My cuddler.

My baby.

My boy.

My happy, squeezy, lovey, sensitive, creative, smart, funny boy to the bones Happy Squish . . . to your bones little boy . . .  I love you to your bones.

Mama

P.S. I’m pretty sure I broke my per post picture limit. Ask me if I care.

Pop Quiz

22 Jul 2010 Leave a comment

by Ingies in Stories about the boy Tags:

Red shoes, red pants, orange shirt.

How is it that these two children, from different homes, wound up with nearly the same outfit today? Was it . . .

a) planned days in advance? They discussed their current wardrobe options and made arrangements last Thursday when they saw each other and then stashed away the appropriate items so they would have them ready today.

b) planned yesterday? After their parents were in bed they learned how to read, looked up phone numbers, figured out how to use the phone and planned the whole thing unbeknownst to any parental units anywhere?

c) a reflection of their mothers’ deep concern with current fashion? The orange / red color combination is very popular with the “going into kindergarten this Fall” crowd.

d) sheer coincidence? It just so happens that they both have mothers who would rather do things besides laundry and the only clean clothes either of them could find this morning were these.

Clearly the answer is b. They are both brilliant you know.

Faces of Five

24 Jun 2010 1 Comment

by Ingies in Stories about the boy

Those of you who know the date on which I pushed this child from my womb will know that the timing is off. It is a journal entry I wrote the week he turned five but didn’t post. Probably because I had no place to post it at the time . . .

Dear G,

You turned five this week.

It’s a milestone for both of us.

You’re handling it better than I am.

We don’t have toddlers at our house any more.

(Sniff)

But we have a lot of interesting faces.

I love your face and your entire squishy cuddly self. 

You’ve assured me that you will still cuddle with me when you are 30.

(Sniff)

I hope any other woman in your life at the time doesn’t mind.

My Happy Squish.

I love you to your bones.

Mama

“Y”

10 Jun 2010 Leave a comment

by Ingies in Stories about the boy

Today we went to the lake. R. had running club and G. played on the playground with friends.

At one point G. wandered over in search of food. It had been at least an entire 20 minutes since he had last eaten.

“Hold my stick while I eat, Mom.”

He handed me this:

For the record, this stick is not quite three inches long.

Being that kind of mother I asked him, “What letter does this make?”

“V,” was his response.

“Sure,” said I. “What does it make with the tail?”

And with no hesitation my sweet, darling boy said, “A slingshot.”

That’s my baby.

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