I am running for every mom, as a mom, who has had to see their baby endure chemo. I am running for every mom, as a mom, who has had to wear a paper hospital gown just to touch their baby. I am running for every mom, as a mom, who did not get to bring their baby home. I run in memory of my youngest son and cherish everyday with my oldest one. Join me in my adventures through motherhood, family life, and the challenges of being a 30-something athlete.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Fabulous Fortune Cookies
Last night we got Chinese food from a near by restaurant.Wes has always liked rice and chicken nuggets so it is easy to convince him to eat sweet and sour chicken minus the "candy sauce". As we were finishing, I opened up my fortune cookie and read to everyone at the table. Dave passed Wes his cookie and reminded him not to eat the paper inside. Wes opened the cookie and took out the fortune. He looked very intently at the tiny piece of paper and then he reported...
"It says, I love my mom. Give mom a kiss." I of course immediately lean in for a smooch and he quickly looks back at the piece of paper, looks back at me all puckered up, and states..."after dinner."