Today, I am spending time with the most important man in my life. Okay so maybe he's the only man in my life. But he tells me all the time that he loves me. He isn't afraid to kiss me in front of everyone. But then again he's two and a half. The man I'm talking about is my friend Erin's son Logan. Logan and Cece last year

Today I am babysitting him all day. Our day has been very exciting so far. We watched Sesame Street and Bob the Builder and ate breakfast. I made "dippy eggs" (sunny side up eggs with triangle toast served on a scoobydoo plate) and "special" coffee (milk in a little coffee mug with a drop of coffee). Logan showed me how a crust of toast can look like a vacuum cleaner and the rainbows on the floor that the suncatcher makes. I would have never noticed either. But to him they are the neatest things in the world. We have deep conversations about his doll who he has simply named "Logan's baby" (the doll that he can play with at my house since Erin is anti doll) and he makes up songs about everything and he constantly reassures me that he "loves Cece. You're my buddy." Oh to be two and a half.

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