It's been a while since I blogged, but this family video (although taken back in May) is still worth sharing. God definately created males and females differently. Although I can not imagine what might have prompted my husband to initiate this activity, I still found myself laughing hysterically and enjoying the benefits of the testosterone levels in our house. Enjoy our "helicopter" ride!
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In honor of Mother's Day, I'd like to post a video of each of my kids. I have the best Mother and best Mother-in-law in the world! I celebrate you both today. Thank you for all of your love and for the way you love your Grandchildren!
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A "poopy" Cinco de Mayo to you too!
We must have two of the most beautiful children in the world! Both of these pictures were taken today. Don't they look like angels? And they are...most of the time. Daelyn (pictured above in her crib) just turned 8 months old. She is such a joyful baby and adores her big brother. Corbin is now 3 years old and is in a very curious phase. He is constantly asking, "How it works Mom?". Today has been an interesting day (you know the kind, where despite your best efforts to be a Godly influence in their lives, you are not the most shining example). I left two content children to run upstairs and throw in a load of laundry. I had not been gone but a couple minutes when mother's intuition told me to check on them. I came downstairs to find Corbin sneaking some wipes to "wash" his hands. When I asked what he was doing, he said "cleaning my hands Mommie". "Why do you need to clean your hands Corbin?", I asked. With those beautiful eyes and a timid look on his face he responded, "Because there is poop in the playroom". If only you could have seen me run!!! Because at that point I realized that just moments ago I had heard Daelyn playing her 4-note piano...in the playroom...and all was a bit too quiet right now. My fears were confirmed when I spotted her. One fist was full of poop (not her own, but her brother's), and she was mashing it between her fingers. She looked up at me as if to say, "What's wrong Mom? This feels strangely different than anything else I've ever touched! And it's kind-of fun!". Yes, it could have been worse. At least she wasn't eating the poop. So we have 1 more story now to add to our collection of interesting potty training stories. I'll be glad when this phase is over!
-Janet
-Janet
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