Navy had started on Nonnie’s birthday present days ago. She presented it unfinished to her, even thought she had already spent hours on it. If it were me, I would have already gotten my excitement out of giving a gift, but not Navy. She was determined to get the whole book finished, so it was exactly what she intended to give to Nonnie. So after many more hours, it is finally complete…and it’s one of the sweetest examples of gift giving I have ever witnessed.
Navy, you are awesome.
When Dash sings at school pickup every day, I love it. When I showed him this picture, I told him that I love when he shouts “I Love You” to me. He is trying to convince me that it is just part of the song, but then I pointed out that nobody else was doing it. I told him it was our little secret, and to shout “I Love You” out to me every day.
Every once in a while, Dash turns partly stinky.
But it isn’t three seconds later, that he turns partly nice, and another second before he is completely nice with a grin across that little face of his!
Nothing makes me happier than when I peek into the kid’s primary, and they are sitting reverently.
So the above scene was a little treat for me today.
But I almost gasped when just a few moments later, my handsome boy was asked to give the closing prayer.
I am pretty sure my smile from ear to ear is the first thing he saw after saying “amen”.
While Navy was at school, look who took over the nursing role.
And she did a mighty fine job when I asked for ice water!
The similarities between Pippi and Nonnie are ridiculous.
They both have bird legs.
They both have a hard time keeping pants above their nonexistent booties.
They both love Shredded Wheat.
They both love a beauty pageant on television.
And they both have pizzazz oozing out of their pores.
I’m glad I could reunite you two twins — 75 years apart.
Pippi woke up this morning and suggested a date with her dad.
I wrote down what she wanted to do with him, and when he got back from working out, she presented it.
It said:
Car wash
The Hive for a coconut popsicle
Park
(later crossed out because she just really wanted the Hive)
Hive again
Hive again
Movie night
Daddy got suckered in, and added a few things.
He added in wrestling with his girl.
Then they washed the car, and went to the Hive.
Then they met up with me and Nonnie at Indian food for a dinner date.
But to be clear — she was hand in hand the whole night with her one and only.
I asked Pippi later about the day.
She said, “It was the best day in the world!”
I’m not sure why Micah is giggling at the Advanced Directive I gave him before my bladder surgery this morning.
It’s simple stuff –
Don’t remarry until the kids are grown.
Take them to church.
Don’t remarry a redhead.
DO NOT PULL THE PLUG!
(I verbally added that I’d like him to come and talk to me every evening as I was in a coma.)
Love my mom.
Simple stuff…right?!?
Although this may look like an ad for Resolve Carpet Cleaner, it is actually Pippi’s favorite Wednesday activity!
The days we come home to the cleaner’s mops and vacuums on our front porch, Pippi squeals out, “YAY! Da cweaners are here!”
Then she walks in, and starts helping out wherever she can.
She especially loves Isabel, and usually opts to work right alongside her.
After a rough morning, Scout was assigned to come home with a list of things he loves about Navy.
I was proud to see his list, as soon as he entered the car from school.
“Nice, guards my backpack, stands up for me, kind, loving, plays with me, DDim (not sure what this is), buttiffle, pretty, helpful.”
All are so true.
I especially love “stands up for me”, because she always tells me that when other kids say his Pokemons are fake and from China, she yells at them.
But I especially question the spelling of beautiful. He definitely knows how to spell it, and I am wondering if that was an under toned jab?!
I’m just gonna have to celebrate what I got, and let that one slide.
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