Taking Daddy to the airport

We took Daddy to the airport this morning. The kids had a wonderful time riding the escalator!Then, it was time for hugs and kisses!

Jemma took this picture of us:

We gave Daddy lots of hugs and kisses, then as Jim was walking away from us, James yells, "But I WANT to say goodbye to my Daddy!" Jim came back and gave James and Jemma more hugs and kisses. It is so hard to say goodbye...

We went straight from the airport to church. It was James first Sunday in Children's church (instead of the nursery) and he did really well. He is becoming my big boy... can't believe that he will soon be THREE!

Forehead

James and I were reading on the couch and he asked, "Mommy, what is on your forehead?"

I replied, "Nothing. Why, do you see something?"

James says, "Yes. What are those lines?"

I responded, "Wrinkles, honey. Those are called wrinkles..."

I think this question ranks right up there with Jemma's question, "Mommy, why do you still look like you have a baby in your tummy?" The innocent questions that just remind me of harsh reality...

And, we have snow again...