Thursday, February 5, 2009
He completely trashed the hermit crab cage, sand all over the floor, water dish covered, crabs happy to be alive.
He walked all over the house dropping little "rabbit" poops from his diaper on the floor.
He colored all over the sofa cushion with a purple marker.
He completely trashed the hermit crab cage... again.
And yet, when a slow song was heard in the background and I asked him to dance, he reached his arms up at me, I held him tight as he rested his head on my shoulder and we danced a sweet dance before bed.
It's all worth it.