every captive thought

This is one of my favorite things to see when I wake up in the morning. I love to see his little face peeking over the end of our bed. And always with that sweet sleepy smile. Next it was bath time. James' favorite. Mondays are my day to get a jump on the week...to get all those not fun chores started and out of the way. I generally like to do a little laundry every day so it doesn't pile up on me. Ummm....yeh. It doesn't always happen though. I'm a little behind. While James is down for a nap...or "quiet time" since he doesn't usually nap but looks at books...I get to have some sweet time alone with Jude. This afternoon Jamesie helped me get dinner started.   He helped me count the meatballs. He's a great little sous-chef. Finally Daddy got home and it was time to stack. He's getting pretty good! As soon as James gets his jammies on he loves to slide down the stairs...over and over and over. Jude thinks it's funny too! W...

I've told you before how much James loves to help. He clearly has also inherited his parents love of a clean house. He saw me washing the windows the other day and noticed that there was a spot that I missed. It was actually on the outside and I just hadn't gotten to it yet. But he became obsessed with getting that spot. It kept him very busy so I didn't bother cluing him in right away. He worked and worked and worked at it...with a smile on his face no less. After I was sufficiently amused I took him outside to clean the real spot. He was very proud. Next...teaching him to fold laundry.

Thou shalt not let thy laundry pile up this high before folding it. Amen.