So I'm trying desperately to make the house look like I've done something productive since Jason last saw it this morning...
The kids and I spent the entire afternoon playing outside while breakfast, lunch and snack dishes were piled up in the sink and the dishwasher was full of clean dishes I hadn't emptied. On the other side of the kitchen sits our waste basket filled to the brim. I have squished down 10 times or more in hopes it can fit one more juice box. Julia's PJ's are in the middle of the great room floor next to 3 towels used to dry 3 kids off from the sprinkler escapade earlier...There is more, but you get the point, right?
As I was scurrying around the house tossing everything here and there to give the fake impression that I am the stellar house wife I should be, Joshua started having a melt down. He saw a box of Vanilla Wafers and HAD.TO.HAVE.IT. I was in a hurry and tossed him one, which he tossed on the floor and reached for the box. Annoyed at his disregard for my "kindness" but more intent on him being quiet and let me clean, I handed him the box as he was standing on the chair next to me at the kitchen sink.
He pulled a cookie out. "Mau-mee," he said with the sweetest little boy smile. His squishy hand was outstretched holding the cookie out for me to take as a gift...I took it and then he went on his merry little way...like he just wanted to do something nice for me :)
Oh, how I love him!
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