Stash

My kids love chocolate chips. They frequently raid the pantry to find them. When they do they find scissors, cut the top off and go at it. This is a scene I have come upon many times, and we have started hiding the chocolate chips, and they still sometimes find them. So the other day I was putting Lexie's jammies aways and found this. I thought it was funny.

Upon further investigation, Andrew was actually the culprit, which makes sense he is the one with a true love affair with chocolate chips. Many other treats he is uninterested in, but chocolate chips he's going to stash them for later. I love the funny things they do and the joy, interest, and excitement my children add to my life!

Pretend Play

Andrew insisted I play on the computer, while he and Lexie played down stairs so I'm obliging. It is so funny to observe them play. They are getting to the age where they pretend and it is so funny. It is so humbling to be a parent, they just do exactly what they see mom and dad do. Since I've been playing on the computer at Andrew's instruction, I've heard: "not today," "Lexie I'm making you macaroni" (which we have had a lot of lately, since it is one of the few things she will eat), "be careful it's hot", "we don't say naughty words." They really do imitate all we do. They are cooking and cleaning, which I guess we spend a fair amount of time doing these activities. It seems you just get the kitchen cleaned from one meal and it is time for the next. Also Andrew is such a messy eater, I wish my kitchen had a flush switch like the toilet so I could push it after he gets done eating. How do you teach a three year old table etiquette? Any suggestions would be appreciated. Well that's all for today. Hope you all have a good day.

So Precious

Is there anything more precious than sleeping children? They are so beautiful on so many levels. First, they have such a peaceful quiet look about them, they seem so close to God. Second, the are Quiet and Still, something we don't have a lot of around the Ward house.

Like the other morning, in the space of about 15 minutes, Andrew had opened a cake mix on the kitchen floor, got out the brown sugar, tried to get into the vitamins, and successfully opened Lexie's antibiotic and given himself a dose with a syringe. You may wonder where I was when all this was occurring, feeding Anna. I certainly should have fed her in the other room.

Watching my babies sleep is something I love to do, because they are so peaceful. It is the last thing I do before I go to bed. I'm sure you'll all agree that there is nothing more beautiful than a sleeping child.