Needless to say Kaikai was not very impressed with his meemaw when she took Isa out with him! Try explaining to a twenty month old that he's sick and when he feels better it will be his turn. So first thing the next morning we said good-bye to Isa (who shed crocodile tears) and headed out the door. Hmmmm . . . our activity of choice since it was raining was to go get a mocha, AKA hot chocolate.
Look at that face. His very first "mocha".
Dad was working on old Whitey when we returned, Kai quickly ran over to show it to him.
Then into the house to show mama, and no, he wasn't going to share.
Happy boy off to drink what's left of his "mocha".
Kai was so much fun this time. He was his meemaw's boy. The only time he really, really wanted his mama was during a melt down or when it was time to nurse. Most of the time he was right with me, or running to the door because he thought we were going somewhere! Most of the time he was right we were heading out, smart little guy.
Look at that face. His very first "mocha".
Dad was working on old Whitey when we returned, Kai quickly ran over to show it to him.
Then into the house to show mama, and no, he wasn't going to share.
Happy boy off to drink what's left of his "mocha".
Kai was so much fun this time. He was his meemaw's boy. The only time he really, really wanted his mama was during a melt down or when it was time to nurse. Most of the time he was right with me, or running to the door because he thought we were going somewhere! Most of the time he was right we were heading out, smart little guy.
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That boy has asked for a mokkkkka everyday since!
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