We woke up to clouds today. I am certain there is snow moving in from the West. The dark skies out my kitchen window made me want to curl up with a crochet project or bake something yummy for the littles. Oliver cooed at me from his bassinet while Hyrum and I mixed up some pumpkin muffins on this rather chilly afternoon.
When Oliver started to fuss, Hyrum hopped off the counter and went to the rescue. He held his baby brother while I filled the muffin tins and cleaned up the kitchen. While Hyrum smooshed his cheeks into Oliver's he laughed.
I quietly smiled at his long, dark eye-lashes and his genuine smile. A genuine Hyrum smile is hard to come by sometimes. He is such an old soul, that little Hyrum of mine.
I love it when he gets really into a moment and can't help but flash that handsome smile of his.
There was a lot of happiness in my kitchen today....
































