After coming home from a visit with my mom today, Matthew came in the kitchen and said, "Mommy, Matthew get it." I was confused and thought maybe he was talking about a toy or his milk. But then I heard him open and close our front door and then there he was pulling my diaper bag and a plastic bag of his snow gear thru the house and into the kitchen because I had left those items out there and forgotten about them.
I am blessed to have him as a best friend.
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