Tuesday, March 04, 2008
This little fellow was on the screen of our bedroom window last night. He's cute, huh? Watching gheckos chase moths reminds me of long hot nights in the Torres Strait when I was about Christopher's age. No tv meant that some nights the most entertaining thing to do was watch gheckos brawling over their territories on the walls. They can be quite aggresive!
My life at the moment: messy. Josh has had a tummy upset since Sunday morning. Three days now I have woken to the sound of him throwing up in my bed. This morning, as I cleaned up another mess, I sighed "Oh Josh, I am so tired of cleaning up messes."
His reply? "I am REALLY sick of making messes!" That's four year old honesty for you. It made me feel a little bad, that I was whining, when he's suffering more than I.