You might ask.
Answer: Like this!
Unrelated, but seeing this mop reminded me of when Jackson referred to me as “janitor” all throughout my birthday. (“Happy birthday, Janitor!”)
I should add that it was a reference to a Curious George book, haha.
Jackson, picking up a circular thing: “Last but not least, a Blippi CD! Compact disc.”
Had to go back to Jackson’s daycare today to pick up all of his things. It’s so crazy to think about how abruptly this all exploded back in March. I picked Jackson up one Friday, to never return again. On that final day there, I left all of his stuff (a bin full of clothes, wipes and whatnot) as usual without thinking twice about it. At the time, I think we were expecting it to be only two weeks or so… oy!
Jackson often wakes me up (and the baby) in the morning by running into the room saying, “I just want to say hi to Beckham!”