remember

This week alone he has spent hours playing in this rice. He especially loves making "trains" of letters and filling the dump truck and bottles with rice.

the shirt.... not true.

The lady giggled at me for the first time last week. I jiggled the bed around her and we laughed together.
She hardly talks at all when she is well rested but babbles like a giggly girl at a late-night slumber party when she is over tired.

The guy blows my mind with his profound observations:
"S sick in the body"
"Jesus help S share Cecelia toys" after singing 'I'm trying to be like Jesus'
"Jesus helps mommy be happy"
"Jesus upstairs with L"
He speaks the truth. So simple.