When he runs straight for the biggest puddle he can find...
I think how lucky we are that we have a house full of extra cloths, and shoes for him.
I know that for him splashing in that puddle is worth every minute of being cold and wet.
It makes me laugh when I say "ok sure I will do that for you, just give me a minute."
And he responds "Mommy I don't know where your one minute went, it is not in my pocket."
I turn my head to the side to hide my laugh when he says “So you think I am going in time out, huh?”
And giggle about it later that night when he is asleep.
I love when we all pile in the chair and he says "our family."
He answered the door and said "Hey guys. The goblins ate my Halloween candy!"
And I think his imagination is wonderful.
"I want to go to the grocery store with you mommy, to protect you from the storm."
I feel loved.
Favorite last words to say each night "Mommy will you lie down with me for another one minute?"
And I think to myself, how lucky I am to have that another one minute with him.
How blessed we are that He is giving so much love...
