Saturday, February 21, 2009

I think Tucker likes me best.

Why do I think this? Tucker went to the basketball game with his grandparents, and we met up with them after the game at the A&M gymnastics meet. We watched my niece compete then came home. I went to get a pedicure.

While I was gone, Tucker threw up.

When I got home, he was perfectly fine. Trey had to stop him from playing the Wii, and he ran to meet me when I came in the door. We had dinner (Tucker was even hungry), bathed the boys, cleaned up a little, and then I got in the bath.

Tucker threw up again.

Apparently he wants to spare me from his puking. He must like me best!

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