Some Good Things

My kid is so helpful. He likes to help make dinner and he sets the table. He puts his clothes away and makes the bed. He's so good about saying please and thank you, it sometimes surprises me. He loves trucks more than anything. He can't stop talking about excavators and container trucks. If there's a prayer to be said, he wants to say it. And he loves the snow. First thing yesterday morning we had to make a snowman tall, tall, tall. I am one lucky mommy. Nobody better say I won't get another like him.

Wes has stepped up his game the last little while as well. He's done more dishes and stepped in with Dylan more, giving me time to just sit. Or screw around online.

Both mine and Wes' mom are awesome and willing to watch Dylan anytime. I'm especially grateful to Wes' mom right now for thinking that my butt isn't any bigger. She may be deceived by proportions, but it's a kind thought.