Zoe wakes up from her nap, sweetly stretches her arms up above her head, pooches out her pouty lips...and lets out a man fart.
Ezra comes to me and tells me he "bless you" "fee" times in a row. (translation: he sneezed 3 times)
Eli gives me the play by play on the movie I am watching with him:
"Mom, Bambi trying to walk..." "Mom, Bambi fell down..." Mom, Bambi said burr-ed..."
Ella informs me that God told her that we need to adopt a six year old girl from Ethiopia. Every. Single. Day.
Yep.
It's official.
I have the best kids in the world.
(no offense to all you other parents with lesser children)
I love it when... someone can make me laugh out loud the way you just did with your post! Thanks:)
ReplyDeleteSounds like Ella might be prophesying some things....hmmmm! Love it! =)
ReplyDeleteha ha ha! we have a similar prophetess in this house.
ReplyDeleteYou guys are so blessed!
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