this morning i was not really feeling like getting up so i decided to lay in bed for just a few minutes longer. the boys were playing nicely in the living room and i was just laying there listening to them chatter back and forth. then i heard the hall closet open. i knew what was going on. curls the night before had asked to get his thomas track down and set it up, but it was to close to bed time, so i had told him we would do it in the morning.. well you can guess what is in the closet can't you--thats right, the thomas track. (side note, sargento put his tracks in a rubber made because the actual thomas box was falling apart, curls did not know this) so i hear curls pull down the thomas box and this is what followed--
CURLS: " MOM -MOM - MOMMY" (very frantically running into my room and yelling my name)
ME: "what is it, what is the matter? did something happen?"
CURLS: (In a very direct but concerned voice) - "MOM, NO NAPPING--THOMAS GONE!!! MON- (translation for mon is come on) with him running to the empty box.
he was terrified that something had happened to his train set.. do you think he loves thomas just a little.. I don't know maybe?
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