This is not a picture to prove what a horrid housekeeper I am (although it does indeed prove that). It is a picture of why I have never had to buy Sadie clothes. My Sister-in-law Melissa and I have been trading clothes since Sadie was born. By some lucky twist of fate, she has 2 girls and then a boy and I have 2 boys and then a girl. We send clothes back and forth with her parents, or when I go out to visit. Melissa got the short end of the stick though--I have way less boy clothes than she has girl clothes. Also, I think her almost 3 year old is about the same size as my 5 1/2 year old, so the clothes I send her are probably too small by the time she gets them. Thanks, Melissa
This is the latest 2 suitcases of clothes and shoes she has sent.
Those of you with kids know that taking them out in public is kind of like buying a grab bag...will it be good, or will it be bad? Henry seriously dislikes running errands, so I try to do them all while he's at school. Actually, I try to do them when both of the boys are at school and I only have Sadie. However, there are the inevitable Saturday errands that sometimes have to be run. We do them as infrequently as possible (every 3 weeks or so), but it's still torture to get Henry out the door. Well, Ben has decided to install the instant hot water tap on our sink that has sat dormant in it's box on a shelf since we moved to FL. This is great---hot cocoa! This meant a trip to Home Depot for a few plumbing parts. Ben walked right into the store, but I know that the best thing to do is get a car cart...it's like a jail on wheels. Of course then it was off to the bathroom because I asked them before we left the house if they needed to go and none of them did. So, Henry went into the men's room. I could hear a store employee talking in the bathroom and wondered if he was talking to Henry. First the employee came out of the men's room and then Henry came out. The employee then told me that he wanted to tell me how impressed he was with my son, because he had washed his hands. He told me that was a sign of how he was raised.
So, the time the boys were taking too long in the men's room at Wal-mart and I went in after them and found wet paper towels on the mirror--is that a sign of how they were raised too?
These pictures have nothing to do with anything...but they're cute.
Some of you might know that we set a family goal this year to get the Book of Mormon read before Henry turned 8 and was baptized. Well, we finished today. Thanks to the grandparents who read to our kids when they were visiting.
Our kids are really pretty skinny. I often ask Samuel, "Could you be skinnier?" Today he told me why it is good to be skinny. He told me that way if he is bad and goes to jail, he will be able to fit through the bars to get out. Lovely.