Dutiful Daughters

I luv how my daughters take care of me. Especially now that I have a bun in the oven.

One night while Daddy was reading them their nightly book, I laid down on the end of their bed to listen. Within seconds they were up scratching my back, laying blankets on me and stroking my hair.

This morning after loading the kids in the car to drop Emma off at Preschool, I ran around to the driver-side of the car, only to find the door open. As I climbed in Emma says, "I opened your door for you because you have a baby in your tummy."

I'm one lucky mom.