The Love Bug Bites

Today I'm home sick with a touch of the flu. Body aches and chills. Yuck. It's the first time I've been sick for as long as I can remember. Usually when I'm taking a sick day it's because one of the boys are sick and we stay home watching movies and sipping chicken and noddle soup.

I don't know if it's being sick, last night's episode of Downton Abbey, or hormones, but I'm weepy over my kids today. I'm head over heels in love with both of them. There's nothing in the world either of them could do to make me love them any more, or any less, than I do.

My sweet Sam didn't get a nap on this January day, and as hard as he fought it, fell asleep on daddy's chair waiting for Papa and Grandma to come.

 

 

Henry = he who is blessed with a wild imagination. Henry can make believe pirates from a fork and spoon, a T-Rex from an apple, and can imagine birds larger than himself, sweeping through our living room. Everyday is an adventure in Henry's world.

 

 

I snapped these within a period of about 3 minutes while lying on the bed watching Monsters Inc. When Sam watches a movie, it becomes very personal.

 

Obviously flabbergasted about Mike Wazowski's response to James P. Sullivan. I mean, after all, they were BEST friends.

 

Sam's favorite snack right now is pretzels. He simply can't get enough. It's not unusual for him to waken me by swinging a bag of pretzels over my face in the mornings.