December 6, 2011

this boy:

Oh do I ever love this kid. He is sweet and sensitive and has the most amazing imagination. He makes me laugh. But he can also make me cry. He is loud and busy and like most boys, loves guns (we call them squirt bottles at our house) He has taught his sister well. Yesterday I came around the corner to find she had 'shot' me with a Lego squirt bottle complete with sound effects. He loves to help me with Elin. He'll get diapers and wipes and anything else she may need. When I need to be out of the room he watches her and calls it baby patrol. He loves this responsibility. Elin had been throwing up through the night last week and in the morning I hopped in the shower and put Noah on baby patrol. I told him to yell to me if anything came out of her mouth. I should have been more specific because he was calling for me every 2 minutes that 'something' was coming out of her mouth. I cant tell you how many times I tracked water through my bedroom checking on her to find that the 'something' was just bubbles and spit. The other night I was putting him to bed and singing the primary song 'Did Jesus really live again' I got to the part where it talks about Jesus eating the fish and honeycomb and he looked at me really confused and asked why the fish ate Jesus. (I have told him several times about how Jesus died, I promise! But for some reason he asks this every time we sing this song) So I continued to explain how Jesus died... I explained about the mean men didn't believe that he was special and that he was Heavenly Father's son. He was really concentrated the whole time. When I had finished with the story he looks at me and says. 'Well, Mom... I'm going to get out my sword and I will get my dinosaurs and my dragons and we'll go and get those mean guys that killed Jesus.' Okay buddy. Okay :)

LOVE HIM!




this girl:

I'm pretty sure she will be the death of me. Or at least the reason for a whole head of gray hair in my twenties. She is small and feisty and independent and loud and sassy and dramatic and hilarious and maternal and the list goes on and on! She has so much personality wrapped up in her tiny body it blows me away. She is spoiled and knows how to work it. But when she snuggles me, ahhhh my heart melts. She is two. And that about wraps it up. She can throw fits one second and be off running and laughing the next. She hardly ever sits still. She loves her baby sister to the point of smothering :) She has all the men in her life wrapped around her baby finger. No word of a lie. They would do just about anything for her. She is extremely ticklish on her spine. weird right? When she laughs it sounds like it comes right from her toes and it makes my day. She adores being in the shower. No more baths for this big girl! She hates going to bed and fights me on it every.single.day. I'm hoping she'll get tired of the screaming fits really soon, but I have a feeling she will drag this one out. Yay me. She is so sensitive to peoples feelings and will give you kisses until you're sick of them :) she likes to talk on the phone and loves when her Dad or Uncle Josh throw her around. She is full of fire and I wouldn't have her any other way!

LOVE HER!





xoxo

love Mom

2 comments:

Ellen said...

If I had a ridiculously cute picture of you, Kev- I'd post it. And then I'd write all the things I think are great about you. Love YOU! Your little turkeys are so sweet, but give yourself credit where it is deserved: they learned it all from their momma! Your kiddies are so funny, can't wait to see what personality little Miss Elin has.

Ellen said...

Ps. The picute of Mas makes me laugh out loud. Every. time. I look.at.it.