He thinks the world of me

You would think this post is about Bo, but it's not. It's about Carter.

Although I'm pretty sure Bo thinks the world of me too. I came home from lunch today to find a package of flowers waiting for me. What a wonderful husband.

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Anyways. . . back to Carter.

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This afternoon Carter told me the following things:

"Mom, you're my best pal."

"I love you."

"You are the best girl in the whole wide world." repeated like 3 times.

"Mom, you're so pretty, so very pretty."

"You are my very best friend."

"I like you a lot."

"Mom, you know who my best friend ever is? YOU!!"

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Sweet, right? And I guarantee I didn't do anything special to deserve such praise.

This mom thing sure has it's perks.

So as you can tell, things have been better here in Washington. Maybe we'll stay after all. Carter is convinced this is his new home anyways.

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Carter-bug, I love you too, I like you a lot, and you are one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world too. You are also most definitely my little pal.

In Washington

I arrived in Seattle Sunday morning, the 4th. Kids didn't take good naps. Kids went to bed late, like 9:30 late, which is really 11:45. Woke up at 5:45 in the am.
NOT COOL.
Kids took good naps the next day but still went to bed a little late. Woke up at 6. Me? NOT HAPPY.
Put kids down tonight at decent hour. Carter decided he was sick and needed to throw up. SO FUN.
So in a nut shell, glad to see family, wish I was back with Bo. I'm tired, so so SOOOO tired, wondering what in the world I'm doing away from my husband, wondering how in the world I'm gonna last a whole month, and considering changing my tickets to just fly back home next week.
My dad is coming to pick me up from Ivin's tomorrow. He says he'll get up with the kids in the morning. By then Carter will be better, hopefully my mood will change.
Wish me luck.
Lots of luck.