Sweetness and remembering mama

So when we skyped a few days ago. Ollie blew me some kisses. I asked him to blow the babies some kisses and he did. Hen the said "The babies are happy—the babies aren't sad. The babies are going to play with toys." I told him yes and that he could show the babies how to play with toys ...

Yesterday in the morning Mick went to lift him from the crib on the side I usually do. (Apparently Mick and I have our "sides.") Ollie then told Mick "No dada, that is Mama's side, your side is over here."

Then at dinner, Mick sat in the seat that I usually sit in and Ollie again said "No dada, that's mama's chair."

Way to keep mama alive sweetheart!