About as Cute as It Gets

My youngest gave this to me as a Christmas gift when he was in kindergarten. It's his little fingerprint dipped in white paint to make the pattern of snowmen, and it makes my ovaries hurt just looking at it. How sweet he was in kindergarten, such a shy, tiny thing. How sweet he still can be. He's the one who kisses me on the forehead every night before bed, the one who tells me I'm "The best mommy in the world," eyes filled with adoration.

He's also the one who said, when we got home from Thanksgiving dinner, "I'm going to go drop a turd." Then, coming out of the bathroom, "There goes my Thanksgiving dinner."

Yep, that's one cute candle holder.