Bedtime story

Tonight you asked me to read a book that is kind of long....
I hesitated but did it anyway.
You were alert through most of it, but as i finished the last couple pages you grew quieter.
When I finished I looked over at you and you're eyes were fluttering and you lay basically asleep until I tried to stand up from sitting on the bed.
It was the first time that you almost feel asleep from story time...and I didn't even want to move, I could have watched you all night.
Oh how I love you,
Your momma,
Heather Jo

Family

As we return from one side of the family's vacation, I'm struck with how much I want this season of life with you Kinsey Jewel to last a longtime.
Are you exhausting? Yes.
Are you the cutest bestest thing since sliced bread? Absolutely.
Are you my heart and my conscience? Yep.

I am certainly challenged by you as a parent, but also as a person.
There are just things that you do or say that bring to mind some weighty issues. Parenting is really for us parents to truly and finally grow up.
As if the first time I thought I was growing up was scary, now I'm terrified.
God works in mysterious ways sweetheart.
I love you,
All of you, the good and bad,
Heather Jo

I love to fart

So my love. You came down with a cold with a gross sounding cough.
Tonight I am relaxing on the couch when you get up from your nap and sit next to me. You remind me that Daddy doesn't want to touch your hands or face because he doesn't want to get sick....okay....
Minutes go by as Daddy and I are trying to finish a movie, when you let out three farts. Not one fart but three in a row. Daddy asks "WHAT was that?" I told him you farted, and you agree, it was you
Then you turn to me and say " don't touch my hands or face okay mommy?", when i didn't respond you grab my face with both hands and repeat yourself while talking right in my face.
Then just a millisecond later you turn to me and say " i love to fart."
Just matter-of-fact, no humor.
" i love to fart".

I.almost.peed.my.pants.laughing.

I sure love you Kinsey Jewel,
Love your momma,
Heather Jo