So here’s something trippy. It’s actually Thursday. But I’m posting this on Wednesday, because I’m about four days behind. At least. So, really, being only one day behind on here makes me feel super organized and ahead. See the logic, people? Nothing is ever as bad as it seems.
I was in-n-out of NYC like a burger. For two Hands On Small Business sessions. And Kirtsy book stuff. Sadly, not near enough time, and less than zero time to see some of my favorite NY friends. Drat. Fast. Done. Back. And I’ll start downloading all that tomorrow.
But in the meantime, here’s what’s happened so far today. Harry decided to dress himself.
Getting dressed in the morning is always a giant pain that ends in Harry jumping on the bed and me screaming threats of insanity. But today, Harry picked out all his own clothes, put them all on his own body, all by his own self, and somehow seemed super pumped and proud of the whole process. So who am I to tell him he can’t wear a rock-and-roll T-shirt with linen shorts and cowboy boots? Whatever. He dressed himself. Willingly. Happily. What a trip.
Awesome.
hehehehehe – but he looks so frickin cute!thea.xx\(www.forthevisionaries.tumblr.com)
Oh, seeing your little man made my heart melt. My son (9yrs old now) always wore cowboy boots with his shorts…and I loved it. He felt great, he made people smile, and it is a fond memory. I always thought to myself…do it now sweetie because as you get older it gets harder & harder to pull "that" look off. I'm in San Diego and am a faithful lurker. Cheers!