Tonight I watched a nice movie that sure got me thinking about how blessed I am to have been handed two such wonderful kids. I went into take a shower and found, that as usual BJ had put every last toy away in the bathtub containers. He even hung the scrubbies, and bath puffs in their rightful place. He never has to be pushed. Just one reminder to pick things up (that I hardly notice I give him). He never fails to keep his room clean either. He tries so hard to do his best for me. He recently tried and tried until he learned how to button his pajama’s. He washes his hands and face now using soap, without a need for supervision. He’s hardly turned 3.

I love that little trouble maker more than anything.