Mike and I have decided we've entered the long-awaited "sweet spot."
The time where there are no diapers or (minimal) tantrums...
The magical spot before hormones (mostly) or girl drama or boyfriends/girlfriends.
The spot where our kiddos are independent enough but still want to be around us.
The time where they can make a snowman "all by themselves" and I can watch from inside while making hot cocoa.
the sweet spot.
We intend to savor it.
Not bad, right?
I did have to help them lift that head up on top of the body. :)