Today at church Drew sits down next to Izzy and proceeds to tell her how Isaiah has been pulling his hair lately, and even demonstrates Isaiah's hair pulling technique on himself "ike dis!" Izzy leans over and in a very consoling voice tells Drew "It's ok, sometimes Coleson pulls my hair too..." #BigBrother/SisterSupportGroup
July 31:
Today my baby is eleven months old. He grabs a dining room chair and pushes it around the kitchen walking behind it at a crazy speed. he attempts steps by himself. He is determined. He is energetic. He is passionate. He is happy. He is so many wonderful things all rolled together in his adorable, blonde, chubby self. How I love getting to know my babies!!
homemade cinnamon bread and sliced strawberries for breakfast. now the boys are going to "help" me rearrange the living room... :)
I think I moved every piece of furniture into every possible position before deciding I liked it best how it was in the first place... and then changing my mind again! good news is I dusted mopped and vacuumed every square inch of floor in that space! So excited to get our "new to us" piece of furniture in there tonight!
Aug 1:
going out to lunch for my mommom's birthday today :)
Aug 2:
several things: it's a lot easier to love a puppy who is house trained. yay for zion! (now onto training another little person in my house...) also, there's nothing quite like a good peach. and lastly, i love planning parties. :) i think that's all for now.
Aug 3:
This afternoon both boys napped at the same time... so what did I do? made homemade blueberry banana muffins with cinnamon streusel topping and sat down to watch the olympics and craft with a glass of lemonade. never mind that the craft inspired me to climb up onto the picnic table to check some dimensions of the porch and ended with me falling off of said picnic table... i now have a hurt finger and bad bruise... and a really cute craft :)
got teary listening to the story of how kerri strug was the hero who helped the us win their first gold in the 96 olympics... I was only 9 then, and I have faint memories of that amazing moment. Love being able to appreciate it more now.
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