On Thursday, my little boy turned 18 months, and I was in the mood to celebrate. So, Carson and I spent the morning coloring pictures of Tonka trucks to decorate the kitchen, and I prepared a dinner or Carson favorites including Paula Deen’s chicken nuggets, mandarin oranges, and cake. As he was banging on his bedroom wall at 10pm that evening, I was sorely regretting the two large pieces of cake that we let him devour, but I suppose you only turn one and a half once.
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if you think the little darling is bouncing off the walls now, just wait. the mimi is coming to town, twizzler in tow. tell that boy to get ready for some FUN!