my heart overflows

our son is turning into a delightful, considerate, little man, right before our eyes.

sometimes, when I struggle to get up because of my pregnant belly, he notices and tells Shane to help me by saying, "daddy, she can't get up."

the other day, he told me he was special. :) when I agreed, he turned to me and said, "mommy, you're special, too." :)

he mentions Baby Eden and his plans for her nearly once a day. last week, he told me, "when Baby Eden comes out, she's going to be my friend." he also says things about what she'll play with, where she'll sleep, what she'll wear... you get the idea. :)

we were on our way to church last week, and he suddenly says, "oh no, we forgot my backpack!" so responsible. we did indeed forget his backpack, but it just has a spare outfit in it, so we were okay.

the day before yesterday, Jude somehow got a hold of Shane's printer ink cartridge... and there was black ink all over our nice wool rug and our new office carpet. we were both shocked and horrified for a time. Shane was pretty quiet after that, and Moses went up to him and asked him, "daddy, are you sad?" it was so sweet. later on, Shane was scrubbing the carpet, and Moses went to him and said, "don't worry, daddy, it'll come out."

oh yeah, I wanted to add that he still calls the bathroom, "braff-fume," and one of his most common words is "a-later," as in, "we can have some candy a-later." delayed gratification at play~

this is the best child I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. I feel so incredibly lucky to have him in my life. :) my only slight sadness right now is that a new baby is coming, and my one-on-one mommy-son time is slowly coming to an end. I love his sweet snuggles in the quiet mornings and evenings. it's been just so lovely over the last couple of months.

I've truthfully never had any ambitions of growing old, but this child is really inspiring me. I hope I can walk by his side for a long long time so I can watch his precious life unfold.

car transporter

"it's a car prance-porter, mommy!" he says excitedly.

"a car prance-porter?"

"no! a car prance-PORTer, mommy!" he corrects me.

"a car prance-porter?"

"no! a car prance-PORTer, mommy!" he says as we both start laughing.

"OH! a car transporter!"

he nods with satisfaction.

Uh oh, quiet toddler...

So, anyone who's watched young children for any length of time is probably familiar with the suspicious quiet, the one where you notice that you've been relaxing for few minutes of blissful peace and quiet. And you suddenly realize, UH OH! What kind of trouble could my active, talkative, wonderful, and typically non-quiet child be getting into?? Is he still alive?? 

Shane entered Moses's room this morning to check on him after a bit of suspicious quiet, and Moses, like a grown person, looked over his shoulder at Shane and said, "I'm reading books, daddy." And he got back to his books. 

I don't know why I ever worry. He really is such a good kid. 

Also, on the way to church, he says, "oh no, we forgot my backpack." He's so smart. 

Also this morning, I found an exploded pull up in the washer. Moses sometimes accidentally throws his pajamas and pull up in the hamper altogether when he gets changed in the morning. I usually catch it, but I didn't this time. Those dreadful, sticky gel crystals were all over the clothes and machine. I managed to scoop out a few handfuls of them out, and with an extra wash, it's all miraculously clean. But the whole point of the story is that while I was cleaning out the machine, Moses was by my side saying, "I'm sorry mommy, that was my fault."