My Precious B

We have had a good weekend. The kind of weather that reminds you why you endure the long winters here. Beautiful, in the 70s, slight breeze!

I have another B story. The kid just amazes me.

Friday morning he woke up before I did. I was having a hard time getting out of bed so as I rolled back over I thought "B will go downstairs and play". At some point I heard "Oh no, my juice spilled. Oh no, my juice really spilled". At this point I am laying in bed trying my hardest not to come flying out of the bed upset with him because he tried to pour himself a glass of Orange Juice. As I finally sit up in bed, I see B walking through the door carrying a TV tray with 2 bowls of cereal and 2 glasses of juice. He was bringing mom breakfast in bed, all by himself. He so blessed my heart. He told me about the juice spilling as he carried (all 3 years of him) the tray up the flight of stairs. I headed down to the kitchen to get him so more juice and expected to see a mess. Quite the contrary, he had poured the juice and put it away. He had put the cereal away after pouring it. He had totally cleaned up after himself. I might just get spoiled.

Friday at the park and Sunday after church he picked flowers for me. He was so proud as he handed me the two bouquets of Dandelions. Again, seeing life through the eyes of a child. They are not weeds, but pretty yellow flowers for mom. Needless to say I have gently encouraged Dad to keep it up because his boys are watching him!

J is getting better and better on his feet. How fun it will be to go to the park when he can actually get up and chase us around!