Olivia received Taylor Swift's new cd, Red, for Christmas. We're getting to know the songs, and Evelyn misunderstood some lyrics. 22 is about friends going out dancing. "I don't know about you, but I'm feeling 22..." Evelyn said she thought the words went, "I'm feeling sweaty too," from all the dancing they were doing. This is our little joke when we sing the song in the van, and the kids get the giggles.
On another note that is less than humorous, I was sorting laundry in the hall this morning when I heard inside the little ones' closed bedroom, "I have to pee." I then heard Henry encourage, "Do it, Viv. Do it!" When I opened the door Vivian was naked in her crib with her legs apart. She was squatting and pee was splashing all over her sheet. I was not a calm, cool, understanding, Mother Mary version of myself. I flipped. Once I got that mess under control...laundry started, child bathed, calm discussion completed, I found a turned over sippy cup of milk in Robbie's leather chair. This makes the second milk stain caused by young Vivian, and I am not so happy about it.
When I sat down to blog this, I saw a friend had emailed a request that I send her the words to a prayer she heard me say before Christmas. I think God knew I needed to spend a few moments with those beautiful words.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
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