We were talking about mammals on the way to drop the girls off at small Group when I hear Jack from the back, “Hey, wait, am I still a mammal even though I don’t give milk and can’t birth?”
We were reading a Berestain Bear book about Momma and Papa going on a honeymoon. I look at Jack and Titus and ask, “Do you guys know what a honeymoon is?”
Titus, “I think that’s when you eat pizza.”
Jack gave me a confused looked and said, “It’s going to London?”
Titus: “Where’s London? Is that a real place?”
Me: “Oh Titus! Yes, London is in England.”
I’m always so impressed with my kids and the skills that God gives each of them and how they run and persevere with each skill. This was her very first project. Seriously, I never could even make a washcloth.
It’s a breath of air to have temps above freezing these past two days.
Jack had a special date with Carl to Powder Ridge. This kid eats, sleeps and dreams skiing.
She amazes me with her skills. She self taught how to knit and now she is making a hat. I love her desire to find projects. She’s rarely bored because creating beauty can never be confined. There is always some new craft or skill just waiting to be learned.
When a baby Tasha comes to our house, it’s pretty much a war to see who gets first dibs on holding and snuggling her.
My boys are intense. Loud. Pretty much crazy. These past days there have been many many parenting challenges but I’m grateful knowing that this too shall pass. Holding onto the precious moments before they are gone.
She has been busy using her new loom this week. What a fun way to use all the extra fabric she has.
All Larsens had a mandatory hour outside this afternoon. There were a few eye rolls but for the most part we had a great time.