Well tonight after I got my dear, darling, Evy to sleep (yes she is an adorable angel!!!) I went to check on my husband, who often gets lost while laying by the children. I found him in my girl's room, but I also found my second daughter red faced and crying (which isn't uncommon! she's such a drama queen!).
"what's wrong?" I said
"Oh she's just crying because she doesn't want to move out when she gets older."
stifling the laughter I went and layed down beside them and hugged her and said "Brenna! You don't ever have to move out! (knowing that her mind would change all too soon!) You can live with us as long as you want to!" Amber joined in too. "Me too! I want to live with you forever too!"
"Ok! You can stay as long as you like!"
"I want to live right next door to you!" (amber)
" That sounds like a great idea! Brenna you can live in the house on the other side!"
That seemed to calm her a little bit. Oh if only she could always be so fond of us! Is that possible? I have a dream it could happen! ;) I went into my son's room after and said "when you get older will you live next door to us?" Upon reflection he
decided, "I'll move into John's house (next door neighbor) when he moves out."
"Ok that sounds great!"
My dear children! Although getting them to bed tonight was like running a circus with wild animals (really! not far off!) and Bonnie has turned into the Screaming Banshee and the Tazmanian devil has nothin on Spencer! But then something "tender" (if I must use that word) comes up with them and I am reminded what a wonderful job this really is!
Last Sunday at church my husband walked by the nursery window and Bonnie saw him and she said "Oh! That's my Dad! I love him so much!" :) It's then we are able to realize for a moment that she's not the screaming banshee! There's a little Bonnie in there! ;)
So while I am done, I don't have some profound wrap up conclusion, and I'm sure if I sat and thought awhile I could think of something decent, but alas lots of counters need to be wiped, floors need to be swept, and things picked up. ... Tha End! :)
1 comment:
That is such a cute story. I need help remembering that this is a fun time and things are good. :)
P.S.Call me and I will come help clean!! I love it, not to mention the great conversation that would accompany it.
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