Elliott came home from sibling care (where he hangs out while I work in Oliver's classroom on Tuesdays) with a big pink heart he had made for me. He was so proud of it and it was just the cutest thing to listen to him say the whole way home: "heart for Mommy! I made a heart for Mommy", repeated over and over again. I think it's the first time he has ever made me anything on purpose before. Love.