Brain Fried

I really got nothing tonight. There is way too much floating around, vying for space, in my little bitty head. So, I'm going to leave you with two images...

1. Imagine an adorable three year old little boy in a t-shirt and shorts all ready to walk out the door to physical therapy. Mom says, "let's go." Child says, "just a minute." Child walks out in cowboy vest, cowboy boots, cowboy hat, and magician's cape over before mentioned shirt and shorts, and proudly states, "I'm ready." Yep. He went to PT just like that. Super Cowboy Cameron.

2. Six year old child, after being told to go make his bed and brush his teeth (something he does every morning) states "this is the worst day of my whole entire life." Who knew dental hygiene was so bad. Fast forward 10 hours, after jumping at the jumping gym, pizza with friends, movie on the couch with popcorn, doing a puzzle, studying Spanish, playing a game, exercising with mom and dad, and a homemade hamburger for dinner, before mentioned child states, "mom you are my bestest mom in the whole entire world God made and today was outstanding." What a statement roller coaster he rode today.

Good night.