I'm not quite sure...

what's going on here.  

Socks, 

sandals on the wrong feet, 

a princess pull-up (he only wears at night usually), 

backwards underwear and 

chocolate all over his face. 

I could barely get him to slow down for this picture.

My boy.

My Little Entertainer.

I love watching and listening to my little man dance and sing.  

Too cute for words.  

I hope I always remember these moments.

He was supposed to be in bed.

Mama's Boy

A moment I want to remember...

Scene: Jett is in his blue football jammies dragging his big brown nigh night (blanket) across the wood floor to me in the living room.

Jett: "Mama, can I give you a kiss?"

Mama: "Oh, yes. I love your kisses."

Jett climbs into my lap, gives me a kiss on each cheek and a smacker on the lips. A HUGE hug follows and while holding on to me tightly he says,

Jett: "Mama, I loooooove you all the way to God and back to our house. I love you so much."

Mama: "Oh, I love you too buddy. I love you to the moon and back."

Jett: " Mama, I love you to the sun and back."

We sit and snuggle for a few more minutes, then he climbs down and heads back to bed.

Sweet thing. Mama's boy.

My Artist

I have been home the last two days with a sick little boy. Yesterday was spent cuddling on the couch, wiping a snotty nose, giving breathing treatments and soothing a crying and sick 3 year old. When his fever spiked at 102 yesterday, I decided I needed to stay home yet again today. This afternoon he is feeling TONS better. One of his favorite things lately is to make things, especially since he has learned how to use scissors. He has been "creating" masks and a flag for almost two hours now. The kids have a craft cupboard in the kitchen filled with everything they could ever need. He is cutting, glueing, taping and drawing and completely content. All of his projects are for his favorite person right now...his wonderful Preschool Teacher/Daycare provider Kathy. He is so excited to take them to her tomorrow.

This is the mess Mama gets to clean up.

Seri taught him how to trace his hand. They are the gloves.

Here is his first flag...made all by himself. Stripes and all. He was so proud.

The mask. I help cut out the eyes, but he does the rest.

LOVE my little artist.

Again and Again

This little guy is getting so big.

His humor, smile, kisses, "I love you's" and recent love of singing melts my heart.

I know I have said this before, but I will say it again and again and again.

I am so blessed to be his Mama.

I love you to the moon and back my little handsome man.

BATMAN

Look at my muscles. Jealous?

Funny Things

I need to start writing down the funny things Jett says so that I will never forget his 3 year old humor.

Today he was staring at himself in the big mirror in the living room with his mouth wide open. He stuck his hand in his mouth to what I thought was to touch his teeth. He runs across the room yelling, "Mom, Mom I have a wiener thing in the back of my mouth. Look!" I laugh because it does look like a little wiener. I then tell him that it is his tonsils. (Yet, later after googling tonsils, I discover I am wrong. It is called the uvula. Hmm. Never knew that.) Anyways, he says "Oh. OK." and runs off to do something else. Funny.