When my oldest was a baby, I used to sing him this song I made up called Chubby Bunny. He was a fat baby. Sweet, but really fat. Isaac and I have always had a special bond, he is my cuddler and he is pretty sensitive so I usually get a lot of love from him during the day.

This morning he was busy getting ready for school and we were all in a tizzy trying to get out the door in time. Josh was crying about something, Eli was screaming for his binky and I had just spilled coffee all over my pants. Isaac stopped all of the sudden, in the middle of the chaos, and reached out for a quick hug. My Chubby Bunny.

Today after school, he comes bounding up the stairs with a huge smile on his face and says,” Mom, I saved something for you today!” With it being close to Valentine’s Day and all, I got excited that a red paper heart with an “I Love You Mom” written in kindergarten cursive (aka illegible) was coming my way. Just as I prepare myself for some more love from my oldest child, he turns around and… FARTS. Then laughs. And runs away.

That is what my son was “saving” for me today. Seriously.