I just attended the best concert ever. I've been to a few concerts in my day that were amazing. NKOTB was my very first. Then, I had my days of Poison, Tom Petty, Dave Matthews, Kid Rock, John Mayer, Janet Jackson, Phish, Ben Folds, and the likes. But, I swear to you, what just took place was the best. Ever. Tyler and I were sitting and reading his night-night books, and he looked me straight in the eye and started singing Twinkle, Twinkle complete with hand motions. He's not yet two, so his words were a little off. Okay, a lot off. But, it was the most beautiful singing I have ever heard. His sweet little high pitched "teenels" were like honey. That boy has got his mama wrapped TIGHT around those sweet little fingers that opened and closed like stars. I sat and watched and adored. Then, he let me join in. I told him what a good job he did when he was done. So, he clapped for himself and beamed. Then, I clapped for him and beamed. Love.
Speaking of love, Valentine's Day is quickly approaching! Regan and I began her Valentine's Day creations today as our Buddy napped. We made about eight, and she was dunzo. So, what happened next? You guessed it. I sat by myself and cut out card stock flower petals. Since, you know, nothing else needed to be done. Why can't I let my kid just buy a dang box of $3.00 Hannah Montana cards and slap her name on them in 5 minutes?
You know what else was sweet today? We were at the store looking for pinatas because a certain someone turns two in a month. (Mama is NOT happy about this.) So anyways, Regan finds a robot pinata and exclaims, "Look mama, I found the pinatas." She then takes it from the shelf and slams it across her baby brother's head. Yep, we found 'em honey. We also inhaled a beautiful lunch at our favorite place. Qdoba makes the world go round. That was our day. My wine is whining, and Jersey Shore starts NOW. Gotta run, friends. Keep calm.