My good boy

For as long as I can remember, I have told Charlie that he is my good boy. The other day Charlie and I were hanging out. He looked up at me and said, "You're my good girl mom, you're my good girl." Sure do love that kid!


















This picture was taken after Charlie fell on the driveway and skinned his knee. After I cleaned him up I propped his little leg up on the couch and turned on his favorite movie Cars. A few minutes later I found him like this. Don't they look like angels when they sleep?