First thing this morning, Gavin made a tent, a shelter, and a bug trap in the living room. He's ready for the day!
As I'm getting Caden (2yrs.) dressed after his bath, he randomly said, "Arrrg Matey!"...where on earth did my child who is just learning to talk get arg matey? I have my suspicions.
Gavin (5yrs) calls me from the living room. I find him in a tall hamper with the lid on it. Apparently he needs more fish. He couldn't get them himself because he is, of course, is in the hamper.
For the last hour I have been unable to fold my towels because Caden is now a bird and is VERY protective of his towel nest.
Gavin is now out of the hamper. That must have been the loud crash. There was no crying or screaming, so I guess everything is ok. He has made a harpoon and is catching whales.
Lisa, I really enjoyed reading your blog.It's great. Keep up the good work.
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Your joyful spirit and tender heart for God bubbles out of your blog. Thanks, Lisa.
ReplyDeleteI have many fond memories of you and Elaine.
Love ya, Ruth Luukkonen :-)