Melts your little heart

Blogging has been slow. We have been sick. Not that I haven't had something to blog about, but two weeks ago the kids and I had the flu, on different days. This week Emma and Fox have some death cold/cough. I'm done with winter. Really. Even though it hasn't been that bad of a winter. But maybe that's the problem. Their hasn't been any really cool or big snow storms. No worth-mentioning wind, rain, or hail storms. It's just been blah. Cloudy, but nothing else, and I'm done with it. Alright, I'm done complaining, now on to what I got on here to blog about- a few melt-your-heart pictures.

I took this one Sunday when Fox was in the beginning stages of his death cold. :) Who doesn't love sleeping with a little pudgy arm on their face?

On Valentines day eve I put out a gift bag for each member of the family and told them that in the morning the kids could write notes/ draw pictures for each other. This is mine from Liam.

"I love you mom. Frum Liam yoor baby" I LOVE it. I always cradle and kiss Liam has he desperately tries to break away and tell him that he's my baby. I remind he has he walks by that he's my first baby, and he's always going to be my baby. I tell him "I love you, baby boy." I love, love, love this note. :)

Grape Jam, and Pillow Suitcases

Yesterday I was in the living room and Fox was in the kitchen. I, being an awesome Mom, called into him, "Fox, what are you doing?" Fox walked out of the kitchen carrying our jar of raspberry jam and replied, "Grape!" I quickly told him that that was raspberry jam and that he need to put it away.

He looked at me funny and then replied again, "Grape!" I corrected him again, then told him he couldn't have any and threatened his life if he didn't put it away (hahaha Just kidding...kind of). He marched in the kitchen and put it away.

Today I got the raspberry jam out to make pb&j sandwiches. I opened the lid and was startled to find about 25 "Grapes!" shoved into the raspberry jam.

Yeah. That's my kid. At least he was honest.

Yesterday Emma was helping me fold laundry and said, "Don't worry Mom, I'll fold the pillow suitcases." I t was so darn cute, I didn't correct her. :)