So yesterday I am at a baby shower, Mckenna is running the streets somewhere, either at the pool or a friends (and actually SHOWED UP at the baby shower I was at to use their pool!) Omar is writing a paper in our room and little Omar is playing/entertaining himself.

My husband relayed this conversation:

Son: Daddy, how do you make love?

Husband: (not 100% listening because he is typeing/a little frustrated at being interrupted for the 800th time that day) What?

Son: Daddy, how do you make love?

Husband: (pushing the chair from the desk and trying to figure out if he just heard what he thought he heard) WHAT?

Son: Daddy, how do you make love? How do the letters go? (Walking in with a paintbrush)

Husband: HA! L-O-V-E.

Omar was busy painting a picture with the names of our family who he loves. So sweet and had me cracking up!