My little artist.

My artist giving me the stink eye for disturbing him in his studio.

Look at the smiley face he made.  All by himself I might add.  Genius.  

Rowan got an art easel from grandma and grandpa Larson for Christmas.  He's been quite the fan of it.  For the most part he's been good about coloring on the paper or dry erase board, but occasionally he takes the art to the walls.  Luckily it wipes right off, but we still stress to Rowan that it is a no no.

Rowan was a complete angel today.  Seriously, I have never had a day like this with him ever.  He was just so content and happy today.  He did what he was told.  Basically put himself to bed.  He came upstairs, gathered his books, puzzles, and I said, "I go to bed."  SAY WHAT!?  Course I didn't question him I was just like, "Ok, let's go change your diaper and get your pj's on."  Upstairs we went and that is where he stayed.  We sang songs as a family and had our family prayer.  By the way, he loves to sing.  Every night before bed we sing, and while all the words aren't there, he has the tunes down.  He's a sweetheart.  I love this little kid of mine.  He melts my heart when he sings I am a Child of God.  Oh!  And, he's been sleeping in his bed!  He's slept in it two nights now, and has even been napping in it.  I don't know what has come over him.

Anyways, that is all.  Just a happy mommy.