Every night, when Anni is carried to bed (usually by Daddy), she has specific "ways" she likes to be carried. This is the sleepy way, and it's my favorite.
When I run to grab the mail, or out to the backyard to move a hose or grab something we left on the table, I often see this sweet little face, nose pressed against the window, shouting, "MOM. Mama? Mooo-ooom." and usually giggling at herself. Let me never say I am not wanted!
Oh, and yes, we have a climber. On anything, especially if it leads to something else (bathroom counter, sister's bed, yep, all of that). It means doors to every other room have to be closed, but, secretly, I love catching her at it (let's just hope there aren't too many tumbles!)
My little gardeners, so eager to help! Hopefully, they won't be too disappointed when they realize Mommy and Daddy have no clue as to what they're doing, and, mostly likely, everything's going to die before it produces... sorry, my loves! We'll learn... hopefully!
We've been working on our grotto, and Anni wanted to "play Mary" while we're waiting for our statue. Anytime, sweet one, anytime.
This is my life, friends. I am so very blessed.
oh my gosh a grotto?? So excited
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