The other day in the grocery store check out line I was holding one of Alex's squishy lizzards. The clerk looked down and screamed. It took me a minute to realize why...you become immune!!
Oh WOW!! I would have almost peed my pants too Kirb!... Maybe Uncle Jo will show him how to use the old school creepy crawler thing he and Austin played with when they were younger... gotta love boys - give him a big kiss for me, I miss that precious curly headed boy!
I'm often tempted to fall snare to the thief, Discontentment, (at least in my heart) about the complications of raising these precious little people...or that same thief with a different name, Comparison, as I'm sometimes overly concerned about dressing as stylish or keeping my house as neat as I once did before having them. So, this blog is simply a form of celebration-as I document, remember, and process--the gloriously messy, often chaotic, exceptionally silly and undeniably full household that God has given us. Though it may not always accurately represent all of our "real" life...these are the moments I want to store away, along with the details of the redemptive work of Jesus in our family that I want recorded for my children one day.
3 comments:
So funny.
And it never ends..
The other day in the grocery store check out line I was holding one of Alex's squishy lizzards. The clerk looked down and screamed. It took me a minute to realize why...you become immune!!
Oh WOW!! I would have almost peed my pants too Kirb!... Maybe Uncle Jo will show him how to use the old school creepy crawler thing he and Austin played with when they were younger... gotta love boys - give him a big kiss for me, I miss that precious curly headed boy!
That is so gross! Thanks for that look into my near future, Jacob is 15 months. Fun Fun :)
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