August 22, 2009 by Stacy McDonald
Every morning, the first thing my little man does is put his boots and holster on right over his “footie” pajamas. If you’ve never been kissed first thing in the morning by a gun totin’ cowboy in animal PJ’s you just haven’t lived!
Today he was going through the regular routine, laying on his back, trying to stuff his pajama covered feet into his black cowboy boots, when he kept having sneezing fits. During a particularly long attack he dropped his boot right on his face.
He turned his tearful blue eyes my way, expecting my usual expression of sympathy, and said, “Mommy, my boot kicked me right on my nose!”
Hmmm…I think I know how he feels. I hate it when my own shoe hits me right in the face. How about you?
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