This was Grandma's birthday and I was baking her a special chocolate cake, being the great little helper that he is Jens sat up on the counter to assist. He often gets to lick the beaters (or paddles) so I am not sure what it was about this day, but oh boy! (August 7th, 2014)
Life is good. Honestly who else could look this adorable in their underwear with frosting smeared all over their body?
Enjoying the summer rain! (August 19th, 2014)
I so wish I could be this happy to be in the rain!
If all the raindrops were lemon drops and gum drops oh what a rain that would be, standing outside with my mouth open wide...
Love this boy and the joy he finds in such simple pleasures. Really wish I wasn't always worried about makeup and hair and could do the same thing.
Jens really loved the raspberry jam I made this summer! I used to be able to make it in the summer and have it last all year, not any more! It was gone after a few months. Her is Jens licking his plate clean after enjoying a pancake with Mom's jam... (August 24th, 2014)
I can't really blame him, it's really good jam!
My cute pirate boy! Have I mentioned that he likes to be in his underwear? In case it wasn't obvious, this boy loves to be in his underwear! He still loves his pajamas but can usually be found in his undies when were at home. He knows he has to get dressed when we go places but as soon as we get home the clothes usually come right off! Sometimes he strips down right on the run in the entry way.
(August 25th)
He discovered mom's bras and thought he was pretty darn funny! (August 26th)
Had to get a good look at the summer lighting storm!
Jens brings us so much joy, we all love him so much. He is such a blessing to our family, making everyone laugh and smile, you can't be grumpy too long with this cute boy around.
My absolute favorite thing right now is how he frequently tells me "you're my sweet momma." He started doing this awhile ago and I figured it was just because I often tell him he is my sweet boy. But he has taken it a step further than just copying what I say. Anytime he can tell by the tone of my voice that I am getting frustrated with Pierce of Madi he will pipe up and say, "Momma, you're still my sweet momma." I love this so much, it brings me back and helps me take a breath and keep calm. Then if/when I do lose it with the kids and yell he will come to me and say, "Momma, are you still my sweet momma?" Love it, love him.
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