Prairie Hero

I love....
Your goofy expressions; both physical and verbal. You are a card. I laughed out loud when I gave you pudding after lunch and you said; "Mommy...." hmmm? "...I'm really enjoying this." =)

I embrace...
your energy. there's no fighting it... you can't walk (you skip, trip and tumble), you can't approach someone gently (you literally JUMP and land in some inevitably comical stance before a person. My nerves.... I won't even try to describe what you do to my nerves). Truly, you are a bundle of testosterone... there is no making you sit, stand or be still. And I embrace it, because I embrace you.

Prairie Rugrat

You made smile when...

I was standing at the sink washing dishes and you came running up from nowhere, stuck your little nose into the corner of the cabinetry and called out "three.... two.... one!" and then ran off in your flat footed little stomp, playing hide and seek all by your lil' ole lonesome. The other kids are all playing outside while Prairie Pumpkin naps.

You drive me batty when....

I am trying to read to one of the older kids and you are coloring on a paper at your little desk saying; ""I" mommy... see.... I. See "I" mommy? Mommy.... "I". Dat "I" Mommy. Dat "I", Mommy?" and I am so not using hyperbole here.....