i was sitting on the couch, cuddling mosiah, right next to this purple container full of diapers.
out of the blue, mosiah grabbed handfuls of diapers and began throwing them onto the floor. when the container was empty, he scooted out of my lap, little by little until he was on the edge of my lap and the couch. i didn't do anything, and was curious as to what he was planning to do. he looked down at the pile, put his hands up in the air, and leaped.
he did a sort of face plant, and cried.
i quickly scooped him up and kissed his owies better.
and then he tried again - but this time, feet first.
mosiah licks the peanut butter off.
spits out the celery bits.
and promptly throws them back into the wild... where they belong.
"mom, i need to play with mosiah as much as i can, because i'll be in college before you know it."
let's hope all the days before, go by really slowly.
this kid, he's such an incredible big brother.
the end.
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