The little boy with the brand new haircut races into the bathroom where the mother is, ummm, busy. She tells him how handsome he looks with his haircut. He grins, asks for a hug, then says, “Mommy, I love you”, as he runs off.
Go on. Beat that.
The little boy with the brand new haircut races into the bathroom where the mother is, ummm, busy. She tells him how handsome he looks with his haircut. He grins, asks for a hug, then says, “Mommy, I love you”, as he runs off.
Go on. Beat that.
Posted in Family, Odds and Ends | Tags: children, haircut, love
what a sweetie!! I can beat it, but only because it was from my little viking and I’m horribly biased!
they look older with each haircut, don’t they??
By: nrg on January 15, 2008
at 19:31
Hmmm… kids… so much joy
By: Arik on January 16, 2008
at 20:48
I get that often. Without the haircut, and it’s a little girl. But still. Bless.
(Why is it that they feel the need to express love while i’m expressing…. other things? Hmm?)
By: Trollmamma on January 17, 2008
at 11:46
So sweet! I love it when stuff like that happens.
By: Melinda on January 22, 2008
at 21:48
How cute!!
By: RR on January 23, 2008
at 11:58
Hmmm… only comments on others’ blogs and no new posts here…
Makes me wonder, are you having a writers block?
By: Arik on January 23, 2008
at 14:04