Sicky Icky

Jack woke up yesterday morning. Here was our first conversation of the day:

J: Hi! I got snot on my bed.
M: You did? I'll clean it up for you.
J: Really? Thanks, Mommy.
M: You're welcome.

Couldn't find the snot...until today. Making his bed, I found a gigantic pile of snot. Yummy. It was fun to clean. Gotta love the sicky ickies.


Then today he thew his arms around me and said, "You're my mommy. And you weally, weally, love me!" Yep, buddy, I do!! More that you will ever know!

I think I'm gunna LOVE 3!