For mother's day this year we headed over to a friend's house, where we joined lots of other friends for a crawfish boil. It was a great and relaxing time. After dinner the kids all decided to take a break and eat some popsicles. They were red, white and them blue. Noah sat very still on the top step eating his popsicle. He got all the way to the end and then noticed that his hand had turned blue from the dripping popsicle. He was frantic. If you know Noah, you know he hates his hands dirty....
"MOMMA!" in his most worrisome whine
"Momma....my hand is bue!" now crying
"Oh baby it's okay"
"No momma, is NOT OKAY....IS BUE!"
And without all the adults had a quick chuckle and I went to console my sweet, blue, baby boy.