Dad: I have an idea, let's get into bed and read stories.
Butters: I think that's a great idea, Daddy.
D: You're a great kid, you know that?
B: You are a great daddy, Daddy!
Does that melt your heart, or what! Today he woke up and said, "It's time to go downstairs for a special drink, and that special drink is....chocolate milk!"
The little princess (smirk) has been trying to talk too. Cooing and signing and giggling. She's rolled over both ways now. I took her to the doc for her eyes, and it turns out she's got blocked tear ducts from the congestion. We think anyways. Since I can't stand to post without a photo, here's one of her sleeping on me in the sling. Look how big that hand is, she's like a puppy!
It snowed here on Friday, March is going out like a lion! We hope to do some yard work tomorrow.