Once upon a time there were, um, 3 girls and 5 boys
this first sentence Lanelle started her bedtime story with, and I knew it would be about our family (the 2 extra boys are the dog and cat :)
and the big boy was the biggest. And Heavy was the littlest, but not too little. And Nevey was pretty little too, but not too little. The 2 little girls were the best at everything. They painted the best pictures. They colored the best pictures. Their pictures were beautiful. They were the best readers. They were even the best at shooting guns. The only thing the boys were the best at was crying.
Told so smoothly and sweetly. What was I to say when asked, "Wasn't that the best story mom?"...
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Knowing where to begin after such a hiatus feels a little overwhelming. These crazy days of our lives just speed by. Today has been progress and checking things off lists and feels like were moving mountains. Starting with some family pictures. Perhaps of the 150 we have now, I'll be able to get Christmas cards ready, if I don't get overwhelmed in the choosing.