On the drive to my first bible study, Henry was entertaining Vivian in the van. She kept giggling, and they were laughing together. I said, "I love your friendship." Henry asked what I meant, and I explained that when they play together and laugh and enjoy each other, it makes me very happy as a mom. My guy said, "Mom, did God give me to you?" I told him yes, and he said with the sweetest voice, "Oooohhhh!" as though he was really touched by this blessing. He then said, "God loves you, Mom. God loves me, and God loves baby Vivian." Amen.
H Man is upstairs talking, talking, talking nonstop in his bed at nap time. However, he stays in his room, so I am not going near him. Mom and Ant got a big kick out of Henry while I was away recently on a trip. Apparently, he was the tired one, and baby was talking incessantly. He started saying, "Be quiet, Baby. I'm TRYING to sleep. Vivian, STOP talking! Be QUIET, Vivian." His requests didn't work. I think that was payback to Henry for all of his shenanigans.
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