How terribly my little one wants to be "wit da boys."
Joseph & his friends spend most of their time in his bedroom playing video games. But one night they sat downstairs and played a board game.
Notice where G is?
Yep, right in the middle of the couch.
He couldn't play the game, but he was content just to be there.
Later that night, after the boys retreated to Joseph's room, G disolved in tears: "Mama, dey close dat door and dey say I not can play with dem. I just wanna play wit dem."
Literally -(the boy who stands up fearlessly to any bully)- crying in my lap.
Sweet, sweet boy.
If you were going to have 4 college boys living in your home, exactly how much food would you prepare?
Let's start with breakfast.
I purchased bagels & cream cheese, waffles, english muffins, pancakes, sausage, eggs, yogurt, fruit, cereal, and muffins.
You'd think that would hold the tide, right?
No! No! No!
The correct answer is: When young men sleep until noon, then NO breakfast is needed!
What kind of a rookie parent am I, anyway? Sheesh.
Anyone want to come over for breakfast with me & G?
Please?
