


my little yoda
beautiful snow white
and the bags were full


thing 1 has a special talent for the scriptures. he reads and understands and remembers. when we read as a family he seems like he's not listening but when we stop and ask what we've read he can always tell us. he'll summarize the chapter for us. i have a hard time paying attention and following the story when someone else is reading them.
this is a blessing that i hope he treasures and uses well.
he is my first born. he's watched 3 others join our family and be loved and treasured.
i hope that he knows that he is loved and treasured. that he was adored just as much as the rest.
i hope he knows that we admire him and love him.
i hope he knows that we like him.
yesterday, thing 2 had his friends over. this is how they spent their time.
did you notice the little head watching from just outside the door? this is as close as thing 3 was allowed to get.
i think i'm a bit twisted because i kind of enjoy hearing my kids interact in the "typical" brother,sister/sibling way.
for example...
big brother comes home with friends and quickly closes himself in his room.
little sister follows soon after clip clopping in her beautiful plastic high heels, up the stairs and down the hall. stopping outside of the brothers room she sweetly knocks.
brother answers the door, sees who it is and quickly, bluntly, asks "what do you want?"
she wants to come in she says so sweetly.
brother says NO
sister says YES
he yells GO AWAY
she yells LET ME COME IN in a whiny sort of way
he says firmly GO AWAY and shuts the door
little sister comes moping downstairs where she waits until the door opens and then she stands innocently outside, just watching, wanting to be a part of the fun.
sad, i know, but the exchange is so classic it just makes me laugh.
the boys are usually very good to her. she follows them around, runs through their kick ball games, bats her pretty little eyes at their friends and steals their scooters. all of which they put up with very sweetly.
he's a pretty cool kid!
did you notice thing one in the first picture with puckered lips like he's trying to blow out the candles?




we brought the dad to tend thing 4 while we were in the show! i must say, thing 4 was an angel! he must be a little city boy because he didn't fuss the entire day! he was just happy riding around in his stroller or the bjorn!!
i do love being a mom.
i love being my kids mom.
i loved that on their emergency sheet i could write
home
as my place of employment.
the boys headed back to school yesterday. thing 1 was not admitting to any excitement. thing 2 was willing to admit that he was a little excitedhandsome boys!!
(now thing2 is home sick from school-fever!-who is home sick the 2nd day of school?! )
this is the patch of dirt worn into the dad's well manicured lawn from daily wiffle ball games
this is the tree that started changing color and dropping it's leaves far too soon, letting us know that fall was on it's way and our long carefree summer days were coming to an end.
we will be back next year!