that my son is in fact a genius:
The big happy face is the Daddy happy face. The smaller one is SkyWalker (note the perspective--he's looking at the Daddy) and the smallest is the princess. He made it for her so it's hanging in her room right now.
And then today he did this:
Might be hard to see... but that is a happy face sun. That is hanging on our refrigerator.
And just for fun here is a picture of the two of them playing together:
One slipper belongs to him and one to her.
The Princess has done nothing but nurse and sleep today. She didn't have a fever but she was just SO tired. Maybe she got it from me. Maybe it's contagious. Because I could totally fall asleep right now.
Why am I so soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard?