This is all day long.

Why are they so excited?

Umm, this is just their normal selves.

You would have thought we told them they were going to Disney or something.....

(We haven't.)

They are going to FLIP more than this when they find out where this crazy energy can be spent soon.....

She gets it honest....

Oh hello there, Margaret.

What is that in your hand????

And on your shirt?

And arms?

And pants?

And my meal plan?

And carpet?

And computer????

Oh, Sharpie.

Of course.

Thank the Lord for magic erasers!

And for being able to buy a pack of 30 (bobo brand) for $10 on ebay!

Little Chef

Liv has always been a big help.  

Lately she has learned she can cut fruit, 

reach the higher shelves in the pantry and cupboards, 

and allocate appropriate servings for each kid.  

She can even make coffee and tea with the Keurig! 

Lunch is her specialty.

Tell me you wouldn't be happy eating this lunch!

3 out of 4 isn't bad....

Winter is known for wrestling.

The kids still play outside, but the amount of time is cut so short by frozen hands and noses.

And we all know they have some energy to burn!

I'm not a fan of rough housing.

(In this pic, I wouldn't think Ginnie would be either!)

Someone always ends up hurt or upset.

 Today was a pretty good day.

 In the end, 3 out of 4 were still smiling.

 This is Maggie's first real year of rolling around with a jumble of kids, 

but I'm certain she will get used to it.

But if not, 3 out of 4 isn't bad.

 Sometimes Virginia forgets she is the sister and not the Momma.

 Sometimes Maggie doesn't deal with being bossed lead around.

 But when they both remember that they are closer than any friend,

it is pure sweetness.

<3

Fake Summer in January!

It was 60 degrees!

IN JANUARY!

 We need more of a path for their wheeled things.

 Well, it is teaching them to take turns, right?

 Ahhh, city life.  ugh.

I long for space to breathe.

 George is such a good brother, or impatient, ha ha!

Oh, if winter here was like this every day....

Blessings

My baby is going to be a Prophet!
Well, at least a Godly woman.
All 3 of my girls will be.
And my son, a Godly man.
How can I say that?
Well, I can't.
But I'm praying that is the case.
Praying like their life depends on it.
Why not pray and believe in the best for my babies?