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	<title>Psychotically Sane &#187; being a mom</title>
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		<title>forget-me-nots</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 23:30:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[forget-me-nots]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Things I don&#8217;t want to forget. I&#8217;m stealing this idea from the completely aMAYSing Sarah. This morning Skyler wanted to pick out what shirt to wear. I held him in my arms while I sorted through each of his shirts that was hung in the closet. The first one he looks at, puts his finger [...]]]></description>
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<p>I&#8217;m stealing this idea from the completely <a href="http://amaysing-life.blogspot.com/">aMAYSing Sarah</a>.</p>
<p>This morning Skyler wanted to pick out what shirt to wear. I held him in my arms while I sorted through each of his shirts that was hung in the closet. The first one he looks at, puts his finger to his mouth and goes &#8220;uum&#8230;&#8230; no&#8221;, second shirt &#8211; finger to the mouth &#8211; &#8220;umm&#8230;&#8230; um.. no&#8221;, third shirt &#8211; finger to the mouth &#8211; &#8220;umm&#8230;.. uh huh!&#8221;</p>
<p>This scene set my day for me. I&#8217;m grateful for the mornings that are easy and relaxing. The mornings without temper tantrums. I&#8217;m grateful for sleeping all night and waking up to such a happy little boy.</p>
<p>And I&#8217;m grateful for such a fabulous day. A fabulous afternoon. An afternoon where a certain someone came up to me at work and greeted me. Where he flashed me his smile and asked me how my day had been. He doesn&#8217;t normally greet me in such a way. He didn&#8217;t even need anything. Just wanted to say &#8216;hello&#8217;. Have I mentioned that I&#8217;m actually looking forward to working on a Wednesday?</p>
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