Although we were told that we would need winter coats here, we don't believe it. This week has been gorgeous and has been in the high 60s/low 70s. We've gotten to play outside most every day. Tuesday we played outside a little longer than anticipated when we discovered that we were locked out of our house. I distinctly remember checking the door to make sure it was unlocked (several times). However, we do have an unnamed child who likes to go back inside for various reasons by himself/herself without telling anybody. I am thinking that is how we got locked out. Fortunately, I had my phone on me and could text Todd to please come save us. He had convocation that day, so instead of going to that, he came and let us back in.
one of the many faces of Henry |
This is a very popular car with all 3 |
Caroline got an early birthday present from Grandad & Nana. A backpack of her very own. (She is always putting on the boys' backpacks.) Of course, she loves it and wears it around the house. When we got ready to go to CC on Friday, she grabbed her backpack and put it on. It was very cute to see her grab it, but it also sort of ended an era for us. I cleaned out her diaper bag and put a few diapers in her backpack. Now we are diaper bag-less.
Her reaction when she first got the backpack |
Ready for CC on Friday (her hat was an accessory put on by her, not necessary for weather) |
She also let us know that she no longer needs to wear zipper pajamas. Todd went to get her after she woke up Saturday morning and she was naked in her crib. Fortunately she had only gone pee in her diaper, but just the thought of what could have happened is enough to not use those pajamas again!
For some reason last night she didn't want to go to bed and was up until 10pm with me. At first I tried to keep her in bed and just snuggle, but after an hour of her not going to sleep, I gave up and had her come clean up the kitchen with me. She was playing with her stroller, and ended up strapping herself in to it. She used her feet to roll herself around the kitchen.
standing up, strapped in the stroller |
Strolling around at o'dark thirty |
We've gone to Second Baptist Church the past two Sundays. It is a little further away than we'd like, but the boys really liked it the first Sunday we went. So today we got there early enough for us to try both Sunday school & the service. The boys started off their morning in a big room and they sing and dance in there and do puppets and lots of fun stuff. Josiah had a good time. Henry told us that he did not like it and that he cried louder and louder so that we would hear him. "Did you hear me?" he asked us. When the other children were singing and dancing around, Henry said he sat on the floor. When we asked him if he would participate next week, he said matter-of-fact that, no, he was not going to sing and dance. This kid sticks to his guns. It helped that Josiah was in there with him, but not enough to get him off the floor. They both like the classroom time afterwards.
This week, the church had Dr. Ben Carson at the service. He gave his life story and he was amazing. He spoke about Joseph and how no matter the circumstances he was in, he always did his best, always made the best of the situation. We left wanting to work a little (lot) harder at being better parents, spouses, and followers of Jesus.
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