I have been running around like a mad person since Friday. With work, church and family happenings I haven't had time to update since last week. Let's run through the weekend/early week in review shall we?
Sunday:
We stayed home from Sunday School and morning worship services to go to Brad's grandparent's house for lunch. Papaw Woodard's birthday is this week.... HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPAW! We were so glad to get to spend another special day with him and help him celebrate. After birthday lunch, we attended our church's final Awesome August evening worship service. Brother Gary Fink brought the message, but I missed it since I ended up rocking babies in the nursery. We had several little ones and my wee one was particularly fussy so I just stayed to help out.
Monday:
Eagan didn't sleep much Sunday night. Monday was pretty busy and I was definitely dragging. I did some running around for work then picked up the kiddos at GiGi and PaPa's house. Nothing eventful, really.
Tuesday:
Thank goodness, we got a little more sleep. I had a meeting in the morning and followed that up with phone calls and a school visit. When I arrived at GiGi's house to get the kids, Kenzie was outside playing in the sprinkler in her underoos. Eagan was sitting quietly on the sidelines enjoying the show while Kenzie pranced around through the water. We got ourselves ready to go do my weekly Winn Dixie shopping trip and the cutest thing happened as we got in the car. Papa carried McKenzie to her seat and was getting her buckled in when she said to him, "Thank you for taking my nap, for going to sleep with me today... I Love You." So precious I could almost die. That little girl has her PaPa wrapped around her little finger and she loves him just as much. After Winn Dixie we picked up Captain D's for dinner (there were coupons available, what can I say) and Kenzie ate "puppies" (hushpuppies) for dinner. I think that it would be considered animal cruely to let her chew on our malti-poo.
That brings me to today. I have lots to keep me busy with work and I got quite a chuckle out of McKenzie this morning. She was cuddling with Eagan on the bed while we got ready to go and he stuck his finger in her mouth (he's in a stage where he likes to touch your face for some reason). I told her not to let him do that and she pulled his finger out while explaining to him that if he put his finger in her mouth he would get 'real bad hurt' and go to live with Jesus forever and he would never come back. Let me clarify this by saying that I have explained death to her this way since she started sprawling out in my living room floor with her dolls proclaiming that they were all dead. It looked a little too much like Heaven's Gate revisited and it creeped me out, so I tried to help her understand. Good idea? Maybe not, but too little too late.
JoJo will be 5 soon, so it looks a dreaded trip to the story store is on the agenda for the end of the week. I'm just not sure what you buy a kid that has everything.



