Ernie is now ten months old. I can't believe it. I just realized this today when someone asked me his age and I started to say 8 months....then realized I have been saying that for two months now. The other day I promised to take him for a walk but decided to take a shower first...and it didn't go over well. I pulled back the shower curtain to find the bath mat missing, while Ernie laid on it across the room. I couldn't even be mad. He is one smart little guy, I think he has just as much (probably more) emotional intelligence as my boyfriend. "Oh did you need this mommy? Well I needed my walk and I haven't gotten that yet either. Life's a bitch, ain't it?" Thats my boy.
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