Annie: "Mommy, I just need you to hug me and kiss me."
This was out of the blue, and, therefore, completely heart-melting. Like a mass, gooey heart glob all over the kitchen floor. In the administering of said hugs and kisses, I think I wore out my welcome. She started squirming off of my lap. Some kids just don't know a good thing when they get it . . .
(Maternal instincts don't come naturally to this guy, hence my sweet surprise with this picture. "Naturally" for Lincoln is more like G.I. Joe survival mode.)
Lincoln: "Dieter, Dieter, Pumpkin eater . . ."
This was during general conference weekend. He was walking around the house unaware of his adorable altering of this beloved and slightly disfuntional-marriage-ish nursery rhyme. It was so sweet. I'm thinking I should write President Uchtdorf and tell him. I bet he'd smile. Maybe he'd even talk about it in October conference!? There's got to be some connection between flying an airplane, the Gospel, and eating pumpkins, right?