After a really long week, I put Dash to bed last night. When I did, I realized that I had pulled out the two pink DayDay’s. (All of my kids have the exact same blanket….a blue each for the boys, and a pink each for the girls.) All four DayDay’s were in the car from the road trip, and it was dark when I grabbed them out. As I tucked him in, and put his DayDay’s around him, he said, “Hey….dese are not mine! Dese da pink ones.” My exhaustion level took over, and I told him that I was going to wash his, but the pink ones were clean. He is so sweet that he went right to bed.
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This morning, I heard little feet coming my way. I was surprised that they never quite made it, because I was guessing it was Dash’s footsteps, and wanted to see if I was right. I waited a few more seconds, and then I heard the sound the dryer makes when the door is opened. My heart kind of melted….he was looking for his clean DayDays. I ran out and asked him what he was doing. He said, “Mama…..where my cwean DayDays?” I told him they were still in the car, and that I was going to wash them today. Then he said, “Maybe we could go and get dem so I could have dem before they get washed.”
So I grabbed my keys, and we went out to get his dirty DayDay’s for him to snuggle with.
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