I finally hung Jacob's new mirror! (Translation: My mom came, brought her drill, and helped me hang the mirror. We cussed and we laughed until we couldn't breathe, but we pulled it off. Thanks, ma!)
Heard:
Cartie has become such a parrot. Last night, he was saying something that sounded like, "Cray-cray," and we were dying laughing. We don't even say that, so I'm not sure what he was actually trying to say. Also, a few weeks ago when he was sick, he would cough, and I would say, "Cartie, don't die!" So now, whenever he coughs, he'll say, "Die! Die!"
(I'm posting a picture of his little bitty face because I can't seem to get the video link to work. You'll just have to imagine how cute it was.)
Noted:
If you want to feel like a terrible housekeeper, dust the top of your window and door moldings. That's what I did this morning, along with cleaning ceiling fans and registers. Maybe I should do that a little more often.
Quoted:
Jacob: When I get big, I'm going to be Jesus's helper.
Me: That's good. But you don't have to wait until you're big. How can you be Jesus's helper now?
Jacob: I could... wash his car... and go with him to the mall...
Me: Um, I don't think it works that way.
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