Stories

Merritt wanted to make a dinosaur book and asked me for some paper. Then he asked me for a snack because "Illustrating a book is hard work!" He is so creative and works so hard on his drawings and stories. This time around, he let me help. I got to color the dirt on all his pictures, and on one picture, I got to color the water.

Grant has learned about holding hands. He knows now that if I hold out my hand and he takes it, we will go somewhere together. This is fun because we are still linked, but he gets to walk. On Sunday, while in the middle of Relief Society, I got a whiff of poopy diaper so I grabbed up the stuff I needed and held out my hand. He put his little one in mine and we walked companionably to the mother's lounge for a wipe down. When we were finished, I opened the door for him and he ran out giggling. He was about ten paces ahead of me when he stopped, looked back, and held out his hand to me. I caught up, took his hand, and had a happy mom bubbly moment...you know those...when you know you're loved.

I was vacuuming downstairs and took a peek in Merritt's room. The floor was covered with plastic dinosaurs in various combat poses. Merritt was upstairs quietly occupied with paper and crayons, and I was not disposed to bother him so I decided to skip his room on this particular vacuuming round. When I finished cleaning the office and backed out, my heart just squeezed to see Merritt in his room putting his toys away. He had heard the vacuum, remembered his mess and taken care of it all on his own. I love that kid!