Ok.... Andrew doesn't really have Groucho for a nickname but it fits with these pictures. Once in a blue moon, Grouchy is almost more appropriate, but I won't go there with my artsy, funny child. At any given moment, I can walk into the DR and see him schooling math with funny glasses & blowing bubble gum. These pictures are not set-ups. This really is my day - EVERYDAY.
Saturday, I was at a Mother/Daughter Tea to help lead with the praise music. I don't have daughters but I have 2 sons. We tried putting them in the gym, but that didn't work. They were in the kitchen for a while, hiding out until I was done singing. Groucho here decides to walk smack down the center of the room of women and walks right past the teary-eyed pastor's wife who is on the verge of delivering a blessing on the food and comes to me, sitting at the front table. He's not bashful. He's bold. He wanted to know when he was going home. Period. I can't say as I blame him. He sat through 3 rehearsals patiently. He patiently watched me sing from the back of the room. He fulfilled his end of the bargain, in his mind. He was not going to patiently watch me eat with the ladies. A couple cupcakes helped me with bribery but then I excused myself and had some pool fun with them. (until the pool liner crumbled to pieces- that's another story)
He is totally unpredicable some days. Dr. Dobson hasn't written a book that helps me yet with this one. LOL. He's uniquely & wonderfully made. I cannot tell you how many times I've asked him to get down from things. He loves heights. It scares me to death. Nice-n-Easy will not go out of business.
I'm so thankful every day that he gets to call me Momma. He keeps me on my toes and out of my comfort zones. I'm constantly being challenge, but I mean that in a good way. I love my funny guy.
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