The Seven Dorks

I've got two this time! Yesterday I was working upstairs and could hear the boys laughing. Best sound in the world if you ask me. The sound I didn't want to hear? Splashing water. I ran out to the stairs and looked down to see Dallen holding the button down to let the water pour out of the fridge while Dawsen filled up his little cup and then threw it across the room over and over. It was one of those times where I swear they were only out of my sight for a minute, but the entire kitchen was already covered in water. Although I would never have let them know, it actually really amused me. Let's just say they were in their rooms for quite awhile so I could clean it up. The best part was seeing them slip and slide trying to get out of the kitchen.

Then...today Dallen was watching Snow White during Dawsen's nap. After getting a bunch of things done I made the mistake of actually thinking I might be able to rest for a couple minutes before the movie ended. Dallen came and snuggled me...actually there was a lot more wiggling than snuggling, but it was still nice. He told me all about Snow White and all the animals and the seven dorks. Awesome.

And today I'm thankful for THOSE moments. The quiet ones where Dallen and I can talk about the day, silly things, church things...anything really. THOSE are the moments that I feel a real connection with the him. Those moments are different with Dawsen since he's still little. With him I love when he's just waking up or when I'm putting him to bed. He'll lay in his crib chewing on the edge of his blankie and give me his FULL attention, which is saying something for a 20-month-old. It's amazing how you can make more of a connection in thirty quiet, focused seconds than you did through the craziness of an entire day. I LOVE, look for and definitely look forward to those quiet moments.

Loving these boys.

Just For Kix

A few days ago Dallen finished one of his sticker charts and earned a prize from our prize box. He picked poppers. You know...those little things you buy with fireworks that the kids can throw on the ground or stomp on to make them pop. The boys got a total kick out of them and LOVED to stomp them. The next morning I poured the boys bowls of Kix for breakfast and headed up for a shower. When I got out I could hear lots of crunching and laughter. Yup. They discovered that the Kix were WAY more fun to dump onto the floor and stomp on than they were to eat. Someday that'll make me smile, right?

Loving these boys.

The Power of God

A few months ago Dallen asked me if he could use the broom so he could be God. Again...the confused face and a few, "What?" 's. I scanned my brain through every movie and church conversation WE've had with him, then imagined what in the world his nursery leaders might have said that could be twisted into it. Nothing. So I went along with the plan. Give him the broom and watch him play. It only took a couple minutes until he struck his staff in the ground and said, "By the power of God, LET MY PEOPLE GO!!!" OH!! Moses! Okay...we have the Prince of Egypt movie...must be that. It was followed by, "By the power of God!" again striking the ground and then sound effects and hand movements showing the parting of the seas. Yup. Moses. Problem solved. Well, after explaining that he needs to tell me that he wants to be a PROPHET of God and not GOD himself.

Loving these boys.

Groping Cowboys

Today Dallen walked through the kitchen with a big rubber snake telling me something about how he was going to grope a cow. "You're going to what???" After hearing his answer a few times I realized he was trying to tell me that he was planning to use the snake to go ROPE a cow. Thank goodness! I couldn't figure out where he'd learned the word GROPE!

Loving these boys.