Still the sweetest boy

Yesterday morning, I woke up and decided to get dressed before coming out to see the kids (as opposed to staying in my pajamas for most of the morning).  I picked up the closest thing to me, which happened to be a dress because it was on the top of the basket of folded laundry that has been sitting in my room for a week waiting to be put away.

When I came out into the dining room, Malachy let out a sigh and said, "Aaawwww.  Hello mommy.  I like your dress."

I almost didn't need a cup of coffee.