I got a call from Joshy’s school yesterday that my poor little man had thrown-up on the bus ride to school. My heart just sank thinking about how he told me he didn’t want to go to school and wasn’t “all better”. I thought he was just trying to avoid going and I sent him off confident that I had made a good decision. Well I guess we’re all not perfect after-all, at least not me. I felt badly that I didn’t believe he was actually feeling yucky. It’s so hard to tell with Joshy, he would stay home everyday if I’d let him! LOL!

After the call came, he must have felt better. His Nana went to pick him up and bring him home to me and he ran super charged to greet her. He then spent his evening making up cute little songs about how beautiful I am and comparing me to the Sunshine. Do I deserve him? No way, he’s far too sweet.