Monday, February 09, 2009

That's my boy :)

When we got back last night and picked the kids up from my mom's, Henry said:

Mom, you're my girl, even when I miss you.

I'm sorry, I need a minute to pick myself up from the puddle I melted into. That boy has me wrapped around his sticky little pinky.

I tried taking some more pics tonight while we were out painting the driveway, but the camera battery died... Here's all I managed to get.

Ad painting a pony.

Pony close-up.


1 comment:

  1. God...I don't ever want to have kids. I'm already wrapped around my little cousin's finger...she's adorable...I don't know if I have the willpower to handle one of those things living in my house with me.

    Is there an option to send them to a workhouse until they're 18?