Day 287: this sweet guy doesn't care that I stink after a looooong day and a workout tonight. Or maybe he does. (Every time I would whistle to get him to look, he would cut his eyes up at me-- made me laugh)
Day 288: "let me tell ya 'bout my best friend..."
Day 289: cocktail hour at soccer practice
Day 290: annnnnnnd goodnight
Day 291: go heels!!!
Day 292: I love being his mom. As difficult as he is, I am crazy about this boy.
Day 293: stir it in my witch's brew. He's got magic......

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