Lately I’ve been feeling like I’m treading water and getting nowhere. I think it’s just the newborn phase in general, added to taking care of an almost three year old, working part time and trying to maintain the house. I was having a pity party the other day and feeling like I was going to be wiping noses and butts f.o.r.e.v.e.r (exaggerate much?)

Then this happened.

I wish the pictures were a little better but they still make me smile. He ‘read’ her a story and then showed her Bear and Moose (who also wanted to give her kisses).

<3