Tuesday, January 22, 2008
He's just so nice. Nice to me, nice to everyone. He rarely gets upset. He loves to be with us. He makes lunch dates every week so we can meet up with him and he can see the boys - even if it's sometimes just Costco. He loves his family and talks to his parents all the time. He loves his mother! He plays and plays and plays with his boys. He colors, glues, builds, drives, reads, pretends, sings - even dances if it will make the boys happy! I'll come upstairs to start laundry only to find it's already been done. Open the dishwasher to find all the clean dishes already put away. Go out to my car to take CJ to school and find a nice cold Diet Pepsi in the cup holder for me. If I ask him what the weather is in the east coast he'll tell me 'cause he's already read the entire paper, his scriptures and made breakfast before I make it downstairs with Toad. He won't let CJ wake me up in the night because I'm still getting up with Trey - he takes care of whatever it is CJ needs no matter what time it is or how many times he's woken him up. He watches my shows with me every night. He changes diapers without being asked, is a great grocery shopper. Seriously, he is the best. THE best. I'll never know what I did to deserve him but I'm lucky lucky lucky.