“Mom, when you dropped me off at school today I only cried a little bit. And I did it very quietly.” Break my heart. Sweetheart.
As I tried to rest my head in Jacob’s lap while we were watching cartoons: “Mom, get off of me. I’m not a pillow.” Only “pillow” sounds more like “piwwoah” making it all the more perfect.
At bedtime when we were fumbling with his clock: “Mom, let’s go downstairs and look for the instructions. I bet I can find them. I have a very sharp eye.” What?!
Confession: I’m not-so-secretly in love with this kid.
2 comments:
He is precious! :)
I fall in love with your boys every day anew!
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