I need to remember the little things that make me smile. This is one of them... Last weekend I left the kids with my mom and dad so Neils and I could go see a movie. Yes, we left ALL THREE of them! Hooray! We were gone about 3 hours and in those last five minutes Jett broke down crying. He was heartbroken and wanted his daddy. (He's a major daddy's boy!) My mom tried to console him by telling him that his daddy is always in his heart. That stuck with him! The other day out of nowhere I was just sitting on the floor haning out with Jett. Sky was at school and Brooke was in her jump-a-roo. This is the conversation Jett and I had...
Jett: Where's daddy?
Me: At work.
Jett: Is he in my shirt?
Me: No, that's silly.
Jett: He's in my heart.
Jett: (looking down in his shirt)
Jett: Daddy? Where are you? Are you in my heart?
I melted of course at how sweet he is. I sometimes have a hard time remembering this when he's smearing toothpaste all over the toilet seat with his toothbrush and trying to tell me, "it's okay mom." It really is okay and I have one adorable, sweet, darling boy!