The truth hurts...

Daddy is sick. He has a cold and his head feels like it is 3 times the size of a baloon, achey, and tired. But, Daddy must go on, and so as I was getting Bradyn ready for bed she said, "You are my still my daddy even when you are sick, aren't you?" Yes, I am...

Written on her face...

This morning Bradyn was needling Kamryn pretty good with words of affirmation for herself. Kamryn was a bit grumpy this morning and was taking it pretty hard... Kamryn, when she gets angry, tries to keep her compsure, but her face gets this contorted, repressed look on it.

And then Bradyn suprised my saying, "Kamryn is losing her temper."

I couldn't control my laughter. It was pretty perceptive and so true. Kamryn was like, "No I am not. I am just looking at the ceiling."

Sister rivalary is well underway!

Bradyn is perceptive...

Bradyn spilled her milk about 5 days ago. It was like right when my waffles were hot, my eggs were hot and I was ready to eat. It got all over the floor, chair, table and everywhere else. I kept my composure, told her it was an accident and moved on to clean it up later. But, since then, every meal that I have been in charge I have given her a sippy cup, that won't spill... She called me on it this morning. Ever since I spilled my milk you have given me a sippy cup, she said. I was suprised she noticed and tried to give her a different reason of why she had a sippy cup, and I kind of lied so I she wouldn't feel bad and I wouldn't either. I think I need to give her another chance...

Prayer with an agenda...

Kamryn was praying for dinner the other night:

"Dear God, I love you very much and thank you for this meal. Please help Bradyn to stop lying, and crying and please help her stop picking so we can get our stuffed animals back. Thank you."