The honesty just keeps on coming. This morning Noah said, "Mom, I just love your hair. It looks like a Chargers helmet. Dark, then yellow, then dark, then yellow." Shawn and I got a good belly laugh out of that one.
Later Micah drew this picture of me. "Mom, do you know that those lines are?' "What?" Points to my forehead.
Their innocence is so sweet, even if my self esteem takes a beating. Ha!