Lately.

Morgan is so big lately. I keep telling him to stop growing, but he's convinced he needs to be strong like dad. The other day, I was getting ready to get after him for something he was doing wrong, and he stopped me and said, "Wait! Happy Mother's Day!", then he handed me a scribbled on grocery list. Sweet, it was. And enough to melt away the thing I was mad about. I don't even remember what it was now.
I need to be more patient with this good boy.

He's been so into Thomas the Tank Engine. It's all he watches lately (no more Caillou, no more George). He knows all the songs and tells me he wants to be a train when he grows up. Gordon, to be precise. He rides his bike and yells, "Strongest and Best! Strongest and Best!", which is Gordon's favorite line.

Sweetheart, you can be whatever you want to be, as long as you're still my best friend.

While I haven't been blogging as much lately, my camera is still glued to my hip (hand). Here are a few pictures from the last two weeks.

{Morg talking to grandma one morning in his new Thomas pajamas}

{Teething, what a little fart}

{going to church in the rain}

{yoga baby}

{my boys. danny, haha.}

{getting big!}

{dannyelle, round two}

{whose bum is bigger?}

{the freaking circus that is my house}

{lion}

{monkeys}

{friends}