Josh: This kid is going to be a great dad someday. (Thanks, for the good example, Hubs!) BTW-that is not his little brother in there...it's a baby doll.
Owen: I love coming to get you from naptime or first thing in the morning, because this is the face I see.
Ellie: My two-fisted-party-treat-eater, ahh...the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
Carey: This morning Josh was polite and used kind words while I got him breakfast. I complimented him on using kindness and respect when talking to his mom. He said.."DADDY!" What? "Daddy reminded me to use nice words today." Thank you my ever-loving man for being such a good Daddy. (ps. I'm not posting any more pictures of you, the last time I did....well, you know.)
Me: I had a moment with Owen yesterday as he drank down his first formula bottle. I'm gradually giving him a couple formula bottles during the day, so when I go back to school I can do without pumping, but still nurse him at night and first thing in the morning. Even with all of my ambivalent feelings about nursing, I still felt a bit sad as I saw him relax and drink away. He's my last one, and it's already beginning...some part of his day where he won't really need me. Good, yes, and sad, too.