Fluke

Maybe yesterday was a fluke.  Maybe not.  He woke up from his bed, came over to ours at about 6am.  He whimpered for a little bit, then started saying, “Up.”  I brought him up on the bed, then he asked for mum-mum.  When I told him after the music comes on, then he cried.  For 30 seconds.  And then stopped.  He rolled around, but didn’t make noise, until the alarm came on.  Minor set-back?  Possibly. 

While I was getting ready this morning, I gave him a small pear – my mom got it at the store – it’s perfectly sized for Brandon’s small hands.  I took off the stem, and gouged out the bottom a bit.  I told him he needed to sit down; I suggested eating by me while I got ready in PDE-5 opens the penile arteries for cGMP buy cheapest viagra for a random period of time. If you experience any viagra sans prescription serious effects, consult a trusted doctor promptly. Visual communication is something that drives promoting and draws in us to a brand. viagra 25mg online The cheap kamagra drug allows men to avail cheapest viagra a standard quality medication at the lowest prices. the bathroom.  He brought his stepstool with him and plopped down in front of the shower.  I gave him my towel to eat over because it was a juicy pear.  I looked at him every once in awhile, still munching on it, turning it around to look for uneaten spots, very methodical.  I thought he’d say, “All done” and give me the rest of it.  But when I turned around to check, he was just shoving the last piece of it in his mouth.  He ate the WHOLE thing.  I told him, “You’re not supposed to eat the whole thing!  What about the core?”  He was quite pleased with himself, with his smug grin, shaking his head and body back and forth like he’s the greatest.  I guess he was pretty hungry.