reality
I'm starting to realized that some of the things I blog make me sound excessively selfish. I guess, since it's my blog, it's ok, but, well I don't really fancy the idea of sounding like a self-centered spoiled brat. I'll be the first to admit that it's hard to not sound self-centered when you're writing about *announcement music* YOUR life, but I'm gonna give it a college try. I guess some of the stuff that's going on that I'd like to discuss on here, I don't feel comfortable doing because it's health issues with friends of the family that I'm just not comfortable discussing in cyberspace, because well it's their health issue and not mine.
The munchkin is 20 months old now, and boy can that kiddo move. Absolutely loves babbling his limited vocabulary at you and singing Itsy Bitsy Spider is now ALL THE RAGE. He loves visiting family members and calling them by the special name that he's come up with to pronounce for them.
There's not much more to say really right now.
The munchkin is 20 months old now, and boy can that kiddo move. Absolutely loves babbling his limited vocabulary at you and singing Itsy Bitsy Spider is now ALL THE RAGE. He loves visiting family members and calling them by the special name that he's come up with to pronounce for them.
There's not much more to say really right now.