Ellie's giggle is caught on camera, a little bit. She already has her camera radar fully developed and stopped laughing as soon as she saw it. Lots of cute smiling, though. It is a good thing we can capture the happy moments of life. I don't know how the pioneers lived and everyone before them. They couldn't re-watch their kids being cute, how did they survive? I am so grateful for modern technology allowing me to better remember the happy moments so that in the terrible want to bury my head in the sand moments I have some sanity left.
Preston always introduces himself as "Preston Michael Hunter, come here. That's my full name." But yesterday at church I heard him tell someone, "I am Preston Michael Hunter, come here. That's my full name. My mom says that people think it is funny when I say that." Silly boy.
They will probably call me to nursery. I helped out for a few minutes in nursery on Sunday because two of the helpers were just released and they hadn't called anyone else yet, and I let slip that I still don't have a calling. Goodbye break from my own children.
A glimpse at bedtime at our house:
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