I am bigger than you.
I am stronger than you.
and I know better than you.
Sweet Ryan, these are the words I chanted to you when you were busy having a hissy fit over dinner tonight. It worked, or perhaps it was the time out before hand or would it be that I ignored you until you calmed down? Maybe my calmer demeanor? I've no idea. I'm just glad we got through dinner and you ate your way through three chicken nuggets, six medium carrots, asparagus spears, a glass of water and some left over birthday cake. You rocked tonight my son and I love you. I've always loved you and I always will. No matter what, sweet boy. Keep on rocking sweetie.
Monday, August 25, 2008
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