Thursday, October 06, 2011


I checked out Facebook this morning, like I do every other morning. This time though, I was slapped in the face with the fact that I am so blessed.

My Tiny Man is a very busy, rambunctious handful of little boy. I find that by the end of some days I am ready for My Dear Nathan to come home and tag him in to take care of Tiny Man. His sisters, more often than not, find him to be a pain in the ass. He doesn't listen to them, he hits, he screams, he always wants to play with what they have. He is 2. If anyone is volunteering to watch the kids they all happily take the girls but kind of cringe when Tiny Man is included in the mix. They don't see the sweet little boy that I do. They see trouble in a diaper.

Today I am looking at him through different eyes. A girlfriend from high school has a little boy around the same age as Tiny Man. They will find out today what type of Leukemia he has. Today I look at my son through eyes that are so thankful that I have him and that he is healthy. Today I will hug him that much harder.

Tuesday, October 04, 2011


I have Tiny Man running around naked today. I figured it is a good time to start the introduction to the potty and he has a diaper rash. So far my floor has been dry, which is good. My coffee table is also all nice and shiny clean now too. Why is this relevant? Because he was just rubbing his Tiny-manhood all over the coffee table while laying face down on it.