I will never grow tired of him crawling onto my lap, forming his growing body into mine and falling asleep.
Wearing a plastic bag on your head is known to induce fits of giggles.
Getting her hair trimmed was not as fun as the prior beauty treatment.
Still no washer and Noah’s undies appear to be all gone. He almost had to wear a pair of daddy’s until a clean pair of Bubba-sized undies emerged from nowhere.
We had a potluck baby shower after church. Nathan had to leave early because something was going to be delivered to our house. He ended up missing the entire shower.
These are memories I also cherish–someone else loving my children. Contentedly I sat as Moriah and Aric made music. Very sweet.