9/9--Before church this morning, Whit was frustrated with Care Bear and said, "Do I have to share everything? No. I don't have to share my breath!"
9/12--Caroline was in a daze and I asked her, "What are you thinking about?" She told me, "Everything that's chocolatey."
No wonder she's always so happy.
9/15--When Care Bear was younger (and sometimes still), she would down her sippy cups as fast as possible--hardly taking a breath. We called her a chug-a-lug. When we were out to eat at a Japanese restaurant tonight, I apparently wasn't coming up for breath while eating my dinner because she told me, "Mom, you're an eat-a-lug."
Thanks for calling me out, Care Bear.
Random Photos of the Month
If she can't take a formal gymnastics class,
One of C's favorite pastimes right now:
Apparently she takes after her Dad.
B's latest self-portrait.
None of the following photos were staged.
I found my kids sleeping like this:
Both girls squished on the bottom bunk.
One night, they both fell asleep holding ponies.
I thought that was so cute.
And kind of crazy that they both held on.
And the Princess sign pointing to herself
cracked me up.
Just the sight of them warms my heart.
Especially with an open book by his side.