After dinner the other day, moses asked if I could play with toys in his room with him. I told him I'd finish cleaning up dinner and then I'd come join him. He ran to his room for just a minute. Then he came back to the kitchen and he said, "I came back, Mommy." I asked him if he was came back to play in the kitchen, he said, "No Mommy, I came back to be with you, because I love you. I'm going to help you." Then he proceeded to bring everything from the living room into the kitchen carefully asking me where they should go and putting them there.
The same night he told Shane, "Daddy, it's going to rain, make sure not to get wet."
He takes care of us. And he's only three, so I'm sure it gets even better from here.
It's hard to really capture in words, but I feel like my little heart is constantly shredded from how over-full these kids make it. Bursting at the seams.
Kids, watching the dryer for a few minutes, on one of many sick days this week. Love them.
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