B and I have a tradition that has evolved over the past few months…on Friday afternoons, we head to the “milk shake store” to get a milk shake.
I love watching B’s little lips hug the bright red straw as he works hard to enjoy the creamy treat…usually about 2-3 minutes into B’s sucking I hear him say “Pweess mooma, help” which translated means, “Mom, please help me suck some more milk shake out of the straw.” He typically only consumes about one third of the shake and then gets tired of of sucking and gives it to me. I can’t say that milkshakes are my favorite treat…but creating little traditions like this make my heart smile.
Happy Friday.
Be blessed.
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