We have had a good past few days. The girls have been a little bit of a handful though. Since I have rearranged the rooms Emma seems to of forgotten some of the rules around here. She has been getting into things that she has not touched in months. And of course Chloe will do everything that Emma is doing. Thursday I went to Curves and when I got home I started making supper and I heard Sam yelling at Chloe to stop. Sam was in the bathroom so I knew it was not good. I ran in the bathroom and Chloe was about to dive head first in the toilet. She had her arms in and her head was about to be in the water. I then went back to the kitchen and Sam wanted to show me something. He took me to a wet spot on the floor to show me that Chloe had put his remote control to his truck in the toilet while I was gone. Yesterday I went to Wal-Mart with the kids for a few items and we just walked around looking at different things. Well I was ready to go so I had the kids put their coats back on and I realized that Chloe's coat was not in the basket. I had to go back through the whole store to find it. She somehow threw it out of the buggy without me knowing. You can see from the picture that Chloe has also decided to join in the fun of putting that basket on her head. Her siblings seem to think it is fun so she is also doing it now. Well I better go. The youth group is coming over tonight.
Monday, July 24, 2017
It is always hard jumping back into a blog post because there is always so much that has happened since the last time that I posted. We have had a pretty major change in our family in the last month, but there is another sort of change that has inspired this post this morning. I cut my hair yesterday. I know life shattering isn't it? I know it seems so trivial, but the truth is the Lord revealed something to me that I have never really thought about. I love my hair. We have made some memories over my 39 years. It actually started the moment I was being born and the doctor told my mom that I had a full set of black hair. Given the fact that my brother and sister who came before me were both bald headed, I think my mom made a comment to the doctor about if he was sure I was hers. My very first compliment was about my hair! I lived my young life with nice thick hair. Sometimes it was long and sometimes it was cut short. My Pawpaw used to call me Pete Rose because I had the bowl cut ...
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