Thursday, September 10, 2009

My pack-pack momma...

It's the little things in life that seem to make Ronan happy. A tiny car... A tiny nugget... Or a tiny new backpack (or pack-pack) from Pa via the Fed Ex man in the big, white truck.
When he saw the pack-pack in the box, he pulled it out, as if he knew it was his. He asked what it was and when he realized it was, in fact, for him...he couldn't contain his excitement. We place the two Thomas the Train books inside and there he was, happily displaying his new bag, his new pack-pack for school.
He said two adorable things. 1. My show Why-wee (Riley) my pack-pack, momma? My show Why-wee?! and 2. I wub (love) it. I wub my pack-pack.
And because he's Asian and know what to do when the camera comes out...he struck a pose. What a ham. Hopefully that pack-pack will last another three freaking years, because I guess that's how long I'll have to wait before he'll be in school full-time. Thanks, December baby.