A couple of weeks ago Truman and I went shopping. Truman needed some new pants, as he doesn't seem to want to stop growing. We got into the checkout line and Truman ran up to a pair of pink Christmas pajamas, put them up to him and said "Mom, I have to have these pink pajamas". How could a daughter-less mother refuse her son? As soon as we got home he wanted to try them on. He watched himself in the mirror as he got dressed and said "Don't I look so sweet". Needless to say, they are his favourite pair. I think Truman totally looks like he is from the 70's in this pic!
He has been a little under the weather over the past few days and I have enjoyed having him sleep/nap on my chest for comfort. I realize that these moments will become fewer as the days and years go on. Almost makes me want to have another, almost.
