I thought I would share with you this entry from my personal journal one year ago today. This is a sure sign that the little guy is growing up too fast because my immediate response was to think, “aahhhh, that was when he was just a baby!” I think it was also the week he earned the nickname “Pickle”.
Without further do:
|I walked into the barn. He looked at me. I looked at him. I burst out laughing.
There, on the floor, stood a little pickle with one shoe missing. Right in the middle of a puddle of water.
That’s what we get for taking pickles to the barn.
He smiled so sweetly though, with that sopping wet sock and that wrinkled nose grin. So I swept him up in my arms and deposited him into the playpen, wet sock and all.
Then we played a fun game called, “Find the missing shoe”.
What nicknames did you have growing up?