Mr. B Turns 6! (much to his delight)

After months of anticipation and endless birthday wish lists Mr. B finally turned 6. The day of his actually birthday was quiet. We had him wait until late afternoon to open his presents (I know, we are so mean) and then enjoyed a nice birthday dinner with some friends and, of course, cake.

Beeb Logic: Nose Wind Continued . . .

Beeb just ran up to me and released her "nose wind" into my face again.

"What does that smell like?" she asks eagerly.

"Cereal." I reply.

"No! What does it smell like?" she demands.

"It smells like cereal." I say.

Obviously frustrated with me she clarifies, "I just tooted and smelled it."

Great. Thank Beeb. . . not.

Waking Up

My niece stayed with us the past few days and in our conversations I tried to convey to her that the love you have for your children, well, there's no comparison.

Example:

Yesterday morning Mr. B woke me up by coming in to my bedroom and asking if he could snuggle with me. He was thrilled when I told him "of course" and even more thrilled when after getting under the covers with me he said "you're warm!" and snuggled in closer. The love enveloped me.

Later that morning I had to wake Beeb up so we would get to the dentist on time. As I gently woke her she stretched and yawned and put her arms straight out in front of her and insisted I give her a hug that lasted minutes. Her warm little arms holding me tightly filled my heart to the brim.

These two little innocents fill my life with more tender loving emotion I could ever fathom prior to their existence. Of course knowing and feeling this I realize there is someone out there who feels the same way about me (and you).