That's right I took Tony roller skating. Ok not willingly, we have a friend with and older son who invited us. I did not intend to skate but Tony started asking and it was included with the "party" so I strapped a pair of skates on and said a prayer. We made it around twice (very slowly) without falling and Tony was done. I took pics but haven't downloaded them yet. I even started to keep my balance after awhile and enjoy it. I halfway expected Paula Abdul to start singing so I could be transported to 5th grade. Tony didnt seem to think it was anything special he was much more interested in knowing when we were gonna eat the giant cookie. And he kept telling me this was not his party and he was only going to watch as the presents were opened. Let me tell you that kid racked in $200 -he's saving up for a skateboard or something.
Unfortunately I have kept Tony hostage for the last few weeks. If I even step outside I go into a sneezing and itching fit so we have spent our weekends doing crafts, watching too many movies, and playing indoor baseball. We talk about the baby growing inside me and Tony isin't sure what to think of being a brother some days he looks at me like "yeah we've been over this why are we talking about the baby in your belly again" and other times he gets mad at the mention of the word brother, and then there are times he wants to put his fingers in my belly button so he can "touch" the baby. I guess its hard for a three year old mind to understand what I am talking about. But one thing he has always said from the beginning is "it's a boy".
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