My little helper

I love my son. He cracks me up. This morning he was trying to be so sweet and bring me my coffee. I haphazardly left it on the end table. THANK GOODSNESS it was not hot and had cooled. He comes down the hall with an empty cup and says "mama." My heart sank as I realized here is the cup BUT where is the coffee that was in it. Well the answer came as I walked into the living room and coffee ws everywhere!! On the chair, the carpet, the magazines, and the table. Well all I could do was laugh. God is really helping me not take things so seriously. How could I get mad when he was "helping"? So after I get the coffee cleaned up I smell a dirty diaper and off to change my son. WELL as i am changing him he sticks his foot all in it and slides it across his cheek.GROSS!! I was laughing and then he started laughing. In the tub he went. Well needless to say we had a busy morning and it was not even 8 a.m. I love being a mommy. Never a dull moment and I find myself just smiling when I watch him playing and looking at his books. He is a doll and just so smart. I heard a quote that said the days are long BUT the years are short. I just want to soak it all in.