He spent a solid hour organizing, playing and pretending who knows what with the ketchup and the jams. I should have taken the time to be productive...Lord knows the laundry won't fold itself...but I just couldn't. Instead, I watched him. I laid on the floor, became one with the carpet, snapped photos and watched my little boy being a little boy. It was the absolute best part of my day! He is growing so stinking fast. I want to treasure every moment possible...even if that means the laundry waits another three days.
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