I was chatting on the phone this morning happily ignoring my duties as mother. Stinky was running around naked from the waist down and dragging toys all over the house. I half-heartedly told him to be careful as he was dragging his sister's wooden chair around the family room and was climbing on it to reach things off of the entertainment center. Next thing you know...CRASH! I turn around and the beautiful Lenox daffodil that my grandma gave me a few years before she passed away lay in a zillion pieces on my tile floor. My eyes welled up with tears. Stinky stood very still staring as well.
He hopped down from the chair and tried desperately to toddle over to me. "Uh oh, Uh oh." When he finally got over to me, he patted me on the leg ever so gently and looked at me with his big blue eyes and said, "I'm 2."
How can you stay mad at that?
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You just can't:)
Oh, what a sweet story.
It's kind of like when you're mad at your daughter and then she puts her hand on you and says "You look so pretty today, Mommy". I hate that.
So sweet!!! That one just gave me a big ole smile on my face!
(Kinda like last week when we were out trick-or-treating and my dh said something like, "Stop doing that or you're gonna get in trouble to 2-y-Scout and she said in the sweetest voice, "But Poppy, I love you . . ." You just can't get mad at that!)
That is too cute. And what a doll face he has. :-)
That works at two but not at twenty two. Enjoy while he is small and cute.
Cute Cute Cute
Already he knows the right words to say.
I'm so sorry about your daffodil, but that Stinky sure knows how to work his cute factor. Look out ladies!
he is an angel. oh he is so cute..oh what a way to start the morning..thank you dr. John..
i'm sorry for the treasure you lost though, i know how special those gifts are, specially from granparents...
My teenaged son will do something to tick me off. Then he'll walk in, start giving my tired sore shoulders a rub, and I just gotta ask him, "What did you do and how much is it gonna cost?"
Dr. John says hi!
That has got to be the sweetest story I've read all day.
I'm here with the marathon.. droppin by the list that Dr. John made.
You could not possibly get mad at that precious little face!
A wonderful story, you couldn't stay mad at a child, especially at that age. Just stopping to say Hi, Dr John sent me to visit.
what can you do even at an early age they know which buttons to press!
i enjoy visitng your blog but Dr John asked me to pop by today!
Easy..you just can't! What a little angel, and so smart too!
Oh honey, I am so sorry to hear about your daffodil. What a cute response by stinky though...what a way to remind you why he did it..he's only two. LOL
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