There are many things my children do that melt my heart every day. When I hear them talking to one another, when they tell me they love me, and when I see them drawing, making crafts, or writing new words.
I cherish my children's doodles, and proudly display the best pieces of 'art' in their playroom.
It's amazing how at the tender age of five my son is able to write anything he wants, in nice, neat penmanship, (most of the time) asking for help to spell words correctly.
The other day, as I wasyelling telling my children to stop fighting, I overheard my son ask his dad something.
"Daddy, how do you spell shut-up?"
This made me giggle. For some reason, hearing my children say inappropriate words always makes me laugh.
A few minutes later, my son presented me with this:
I cherish my children's doodles, and proudly display the best pieces of 'art' in their playroom.
It's amazing how at the tender age of five my son is able to write anything he wants, in nice, neat penmanship, (most of the time) asking for help to spell words correctly.
The other day, as I was
"Daddy, how do you spell shut-up?"
This made me giggle. For some reason, hearing my children say inappropriate words always makes me laugh.
A few minutes later, my son presented me with this:
Aww, right? I'm thinking I should hang this up in my office, so I can constantly be reminded of how much my son loves me.
It will also serve as a reminder of why I work outside the home five days a week!
Thanks for the blog post inspiration, Marinka! Your post made me think I needed to document this so I never forget the good old days!
Comments
Definitely worth a frame... and I agree, must be presented at his wedding!
Hugs and MOcha,
Stesha