|At 1 year old in a Harley Davidson onesie|
|The only way I could get him to pose for Christmas card
|On “happy air” before ear tubes inserted|
I am bending the rules for today’s BlogHer NaBloPoMo writing prompt. I already addressed it in yesterday’s post, Hot Momma. And I don’t want to be redundant.
In keeping with the blog challenge theme, HOT, allow me to expound on one of my favorite phrases, “HOT MESS!” In my Let’s Kick It Old School! post, I mentioned that it was something I say a lot. What I didn’t say was the phrase is usually prompted by something The Deuce does. As he prepares to enter the First Grade on Friday, I am remembering how far back I have said that about him.
|Showing off his swim medal after lessons|
And there you have it! The evidence that proves what I’ve known all along. But I could not be prouder of my little Hot Mess.
Do you have a “hot mess” walking around at home? Already out of the nest?
What do you consider a “hot mess”?