Love is a funny thing

We had quite the day at church yesterday. Jess was on nights so he was home sleeping. It was my first day in Primary and I got to do Sharing Time. We couldn't track down a nursery closet key so Zeke wouldn't stay put. Once we did find one, Zeke figured out how to open the nursery door and ran down the hallway. So there I am with 3 crazy kids attempting to teach sharing time. Zeke was all over the place and when it was almost time to go and I am trying to iron out the details for the primary program, Pantera pees her pants all over the floor. Good times. Thank goodness for Rita and Chanie, I don't think I would have made it otherwise! Needless to say the new calling should be interesting.

This guy has been driving me nuts! He is almost 2 and totally acting like it. There have been moments with him the past couple of weeks that I have been so overwhelmed, and I wonder why I would even consider having any more children. Then there are moments like last night...

Amari was having tummy time in the living room while I did the dishes and the kids watched a movie downstairs. I hear little Zekie feet walking up the stairs. Then I hear a plop on the floor and hope he didn't hurt his little sister. Before I make it to check, I hear baby giggles. I peek around the corner and see Zeke on his tummy across from Amari talking and playing with her. He kept saying "My baby, oh! My baby, ohhh!" My heart melts and the whole day is now humorous. I do love that boy.

Pantera had this horrific cow print skirt...now Zeke has a sweet Woody vest...coincidence, I think not!