It all started with the lady I tutored calling her son her treasure. I thought that was neat so I started telling my oldest son that he was my treasure. When I said it to him, he whispered, "Treasure", as if I was telling him a secret. My babies, all four of them, are my treasure.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
I was getting dressed for church last week and asked Luke if he thought I looked pretty. His response?
"Mmmm...yeah, I guess. Do you have any brighter lipstick?"
Should I assume it has anything to do with his really pretty, blonde teacher who wears red lipstick most days?