I hit the very lowest point of motherhood yesterday when I dragged my screaming kids out of chick-fil-a. Yes, my 5 year old was SCREAMING. James (no surprise) was throwing a fit. Thankfully, Ruth was asleep. For a whole minute the place was dead quiet as everyone in the restaurant turned their head to see what the commotion was. I have never been so humiliated in my life.
I guess the rewards of motherhood come in small doses, like when you see your baby roll over for the first time:
or when your two year old learns to say "I love you!"
or when your 5 year old tells you that you make the best bread in the "whole universe"!
We had a little scare with David last weekend. He woke up with a huge fever, complete with hallucinations, shortness of breath, and rapid heart beat. When he told us that a choo-choo train was coming to take him to heaven, we were very alarmed. Thanks to priesthood power and Motrin we have our little David back.
3 comments:
Thanks for the christmas card we loved it! Our card will be on its way in a week hopefully. Baby Ruth is adorable :)
Oh my goodness, look at these adorable kiddos! You've certainly got your hands full. When we get back from Christmas in Ohio, we're coming down to see you! I'm cashing in that raincheck. :)
I love seeing your photos and catching up with you! Miss you!!
Your kids are too adorable for words. Love those lashes...just like their Mama's :).
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