Today I caught sweet Ellie crying happy tears. Sometimes, she gets so emotional the tears just spill out and she hopes no one catches her.
Ross found his "Dickie" ~ not sure this needs to be in cyberspace, but since the only people reading this are the 4 of you who love me, you need to hear about "Dickie". My Aunt Shelley gave the kids a book called "The Three Little Pigs Buy the White House" about a pig named "Dub-ya" and his friends. One is named, wait for it, "Dickie".
Ross liked the name so much that he named his little teddy bear that you pull and it plays a lullaby, which you need to know is the SAME lullaby that Gene and I both had in our cribs as babies, and this lullaby teddy-bear is what I bought for Gene the day I found out I was pregnant with Ross. So, Dickie is pretty important around here.
What we weren't ready for, and what you will NEVER mention until he is at least 18, is that every night, baby Ross would roll over in his bed and sweetly ask, "Pull my Dickie".
Well, today Ross found Dickie in a far away corner of his reading loft and proudly decided he was old enough to not need it any more, marched confidently over to Luke and gave it to him. It was moving. I was touched. Then I looked up and caught Ellie with the sweetest look she gets only rarely when she is so happy that real tears come out.
I wish she wouldn't shut down when I catch it! I tried to ask her what hit her heart and all she could say was "I'm so happy Ross is growing up, but time flies! Like, ten seconds ago it was this morning and now it's almost dinner. He is getting so big!"
Now raise your right hand, or put it on the Bible and PROMISE ME you will not tell any of my children that Luke is pulling Ross' Dickie.
Ross found his "Dickie" ~ not sure this needs to be in cyberspace, but since the only people reading this are the 4 of you who love me, you need to hear about "Dickie". My Aunt Shelley gave the kids a book called "The Three Little Pigs Buy the White House" about a pig named "Dub-ya" and his friends. One is named, wait for it, "Dickie".
Ross liked the name so much that he named his little teddy bear that you pull and it plays a lullaby, which you need to know is the SAME lullaby that Gene and I both had in our cribs as babies, and this lullaby teddy-bear is what I bought for Gene the day I found out I was pregnant with Ross. So, Dickie is pretty important around here.
What we weren't ready for, and what you will NEVER mention until he is at least 18, is that every night, baby Ross would roll over in his bed and sweetly ask, "Pull my Dickie".
Well, today Ross found Dickie in a far away corner of his reading loft and proudly decided he was old enough to not need it any more, marched confidently over to Luke and gave it to him. It was moving. I was touched. Then I looked up and caught Ellie with the sweetest look she gets only rarely when she is so happy that real tears come out.
I wish she wouldn't shut down when I catch it! I tried to ask her what hit her heart and all she could say was "I'm so happy Ross is growing up, but time flies! Like, ten seconds ago it was this morning and now it's almost dinner. He is getting so big!"
Now raise your right hand, or put it on the Bible and PROMISE ME you will not tell any of my children that Luke is pulling Ross' Dickie.
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