And only $19.99. I can afford a pair at that price!
I got some new jeans from Target. They fit perfectly. It’s nice to not have a bunchy crotch. Bunchy crotches are not attractive at all.
I took about 20 pictures trying to get an in-focus shot of my pants without me looking like a complete idiot. But I was failing miserably so I got Payson to join me because he can make any picture cuter!
He was excited to help. He is still obsessed with self timer shots. In the picture below he’d ran to me and posed and smiled and then already ran back to the camera to push the shutter again!
And yes he really loves his mama. 2 1/2 years and still the biggest mama’s boy in the world. Which I really love 🙂
Then I set up the camera for some closer shots.
Later in the day he was sitting with me on the couch. Payson is next to me most of the day, actually. If I’m nursing Ember on the couch he brings his toys over to play next to me or he just cuddles up to me and rests his head on my shoulder. If I’m cooking he’s underfoot. If I’m going pee he’s crying at the locked baby gate because he wants to come in. (lol) If the older three kids are playing outside and I’m not he constantly knocks on the sliding glass door and asks, “Mommy outside?” And if I say no, I’m cooking (or cleaning or feeding Ember, or whatever) he pouts and asks for a hug and to come in. He stays in for a while to hang out with me and then goes back out, only to repeat the process five minutes later.
He’s such a mama’s boy!
Some funny things he says:
-When watching Ember nursing, “Emmow’s eating boobies?”
-When I’m changing his diaper, “My big peepee! My big bum!” (I have no idea why he says that! lol)
-Pronounces many things to sound like bad words: truck and suck both sound like the f-word. (He offers me his binky sometimes and says, “suck it”… which sounds like “f–k it.”!)
-Calls himself Pays-a-Pays which is the nickname we call him by.
-Even if he has a huge load of poo, if you ask him if he has pooped or if he needs a new diaper he’ll answer, “No! All clean!!”
-If he gets hurt or is upset he tells me, “I sad, mommy. I sad.”
-Many, many times a day the following mini conversation occurs:
Me: “Payson, guess what!”
Payson, smiling because he loves this game: “What?”
Me: “I love you!”
Payson: “Mommy loves pays-a-pays?”
Me: “Yes, I love you so much! Do you love mommy?”
Payson: “No, daddy!”
Me: “Awwww, that’s sweet you love daddy! Do you love mommy?”
Payson: “No, Payson loves daddy!” (and he’s smiling and you can tell he’s not saying mommy to be funny)
Me, pretending to cry: “You don’t love mommy?”
Payson, smiling and giggling: “Love mommy.”
He also comes up to me so many times during the day and kisses me or hugs me or pats my head or snuggles up to me. He melts my heart so many times I’m surprised it’s still beating.