I was cleaning out Squirm's closet and dresser yesterday and made a decision. We need to call our social worker and change our preferences to ask for a little girl. I can't handle not using these tiny, adorable clothes again. Putting away her smocked watermelon outfit and the purple flower dress was just so sad. She keeps getting more and more fun, but these tiny clothes are just precious - leading to an executive decision on my part, we need more baby girls.
Last night our baby little girl ran around a t-ball field and took toys from a six month old while we played kickball with our Life Group (Bible study group from church). R and I are sore this morning, but had so much fun playing! I saw something I didn't even know was possible last night - R got himself out, all on his own, no help from anyone. He kicked the ball down the first baseline, then ran into it, and then caught it as it was bouncing. Apparently there is a rule that if the ball touches you, you're out; and the girls needed all the help we could get so I didn't argue. We were all really impressed.
Today R is helping a neighbor move and we have canoeing plans for the afternoon. I thought I would share how Squirms reacted when her dad went out the front door to go help our neighbors.
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| Look, dad went out the door. |
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| Dad went out the door without me....why would he do that? |
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| DAD WENT OUT THE DOOR WITHOUT ME!!!!!! |
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| Oh, a rabbit's foot. |
Happy Saturday. Oh, and Father's Day weekend.
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