Sweet talker

Logan is a Mamma's boy. He is the *biggest* sweet-talker. He can get so mad at his brother, but in the next minute, flip off that switch, and want to snuggle and cuddle with me. Yesterday in church he said, "Out of all the kids, who do you love the most?" I told him I loved all of my kids more than he could imagine, and in very different ways, but all the same amount. He says, "Well- I will just admit it. I love you more than anyone." Then he says, "I would have married you, you know." I said,"Well, I'm already married and you're my son, so I can't marry you." He says, "I know- it's just not fair that he got you first, because you are my first choice." Today he came home from school, with some of his schoolwork. The directions said to write about something that makes you happy.

He wrote: "I love my mom. She makes me very happy. She is nice. She is the prettiest in the whole world. I really, really love her."

I sure love that boy. More than any other first grader in the whole world. :)

**(I'm writing this down, so when he is a teenager and he hates me, I can whip this out to remind us both, that he used to think I was pretty cool.)