Thursday, January 24, 2013
Last night I set dinner out on the table before everyone was called together to eat. Emmett rushed up to his plate and started poking at it. I told him he needed to wait until I finished the last couple things I was doing and gathered everyone together to pray. Emmett sat (im)patiently and after a couple minutes said, "I can't eat, my belly is getting small, small, smaller." I chuckled and told him I know it is hard to wait. "My belly get smaller and smaller to flat." Ha ha- has this kid seen himself? That wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing! Oh, my chubby little munchkin, you are so much fun.