Sun 2 Mar 2008
Dear Sick,
Posted by Liza under Personal, The Real Live Boy
Would you please get the hell out of here? Because I am tired of you. Really, really tired.
I would rather play all weekend with this guy:
It’s nothing personal, Sick. But really, you need to leave.
Sincerely,
Liza
PS: This is what Noah looks like after not napping. We transitioned to the Big Boy Bed this weekend. Gordon remains his faithful friend, helping him through the transition. As you can see, the stuffed animals have been sent into exile on the floor.







March 4th, 2008 at 6:00 pm
We’ve got the sick at our house, too. Not fun. And then this Wisconsin winter just will not quit.
Noah looks like a trooper, and I look forward to hearing more about your developing family!
Thanks for tracking me down…