Thought you all might use a chuckle at my expense.
Tonight, when Emerson came up to kiss and hug me 'goodnight', he stopped and stared at me for a minute, then said, "Mama, you look like a big, fat butterfly!" and grinned at how many points he had undoubtedly just scored.
A big, fat butterfly. There I am, ladies....your loving, blogging, big, fat butterfly friend.
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