Yesterday Tucker said/did a couple of funny things.
He woke up yesterday morning and was a little bit upset, I could hear him talking/yelling from his bed, and so I went to see what was the matter. When I got there he just kept repeating, “My arm, it’s sizzling, it’s sizzling mom!”
Finally I figured out that his arm was asleep. Sizzling?
Also, Yesterday Tucker decided to take up a new collection. We were cleaning out the markers box, the ones that were all dried up and not working we were finally throwing away, when Tucker got a new idea, “Can I have the lids mom?”
Me: “uh….sure Tuck.”
Tucker: “Wow mom, I am bursting at the seams with happiness”
Whatever happened to the days of stamps and bugs and rock collections?
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