Ryan Richard

I LOVE my little boy. He is stupendous. He is magnificent. He is adorable. He is cute. He can be a hellion. I love him.

I got to spend some quality time with just him today. He ran some errands with me this morning. Ladybug stayed behind because she was napping. We went to Borders, the Hallmark store, the post office, lunch, gelato, haircut for him (wow - what a nightmare!) and Target. We had a great time. I was pooped.



So was he.

My favorite conversation of the day took place at Borders:

RRH: Mom, I'm mad.
Me: Why buddy?
RRH: I want daddy,
Me: Daddy's at home working.
RRH: Is he working on something? (side note: In our house, this means pooping.)
Me: No, he's working, working.
RRH: But I waaaaannnnt him.
Me: Sorry buddy. He's gonna meet us for lunch.
RRH: But I looooovvvvveeee him.
Me: Well I love him too.
RRH: I love you momma.

Heart melted. I am in love.