Last night I told the girls to go upstairs and get their jammies on.
They came down like this:
Lovely, eh? They thought they were so cool and pretended that they had lovely long locks and flipped their heads around while prancing around the room.
And later I was doing some bible trivia with Katie. The question was: “Who was the first to see Jesus after his resurrection?”
And she hollered out…hee hee…are you ready for this?
“No sweetie, it was Mary Magdalene, but you were so close, good job!”
I’m slowly returning to something that slightly resembles normalcy. I’ve even made supper a few times.
With the help of my little chefs, of course.
This morning we went to church for the first time in a month and a half. Even though this morning as I was getting ready, I tripped over Buster and fell (rather hardly) into the wall. Luckily, my boot was on and no damage was done. I wasn’t sure if I would make it through the whole service without my foot feeling like it was going to explode, but I made it! Victory!
Afterwards, the girls came out from children’s church and I asked them if they had fun. Katie said “Yeah, we heard a story and learned a verse.”
Hannah said “Yeah and guess what mama? I didn’t get in trouble!!”