



On Monday afternoons for 2 or so hours, I have been helping Mike at work. It has been nice for both of us. Heather, one of our babysitters, has been coming over and playing with the children. This past Monday when I came home, I found her "all done up." Not by Rachel, but by Jonathan!! Sorry, Heather!
That same day, we had Mawcaw and Pawpaw (Mike's grandparents), Aunt Ann, and Uncle Tim over for dinner. Here is a sweet picture of Mawcaw, Jonathan and Mark. The kids did a nice job of entertaining everyone. Never a dull moment here ;) Jonathan and Mawcaw were looking at pictures and I asked, "Jonathan, would you like to show Mawcaw your Indian outfit?" And he gently responded, "Not now, Mom, Mawcaw and I are enjoying looking at pictures!" We all had a nice time visiting.
We do have our rough days but this week seemed to have some very kind and thoughtful moments. Or maybe I just noticed the kindness more ... Today as I was dressing Sarah, Mark walked in the room, looked at Sarah and said, "Hold!" I smiled at him and asked, "Do you want to hold Sarah?" And he got very excited and started giggling!! Mark did hold Sarah and she didn't seem to mind . I think she is getting used to being constantly doted over by her older siblings.
And finally, the kids surprised me with a nice gift of leaves. It may sound crazy, but really, it is very thoughtful. Sometimes the kids have a "Celebration." This is something that they have created and come up with all by themselves. Basically, they celebrate Mike and I as their parents. They often hang balloons and make us presents and so on. This week they gave me a bowl full of leaves! Earlier that day I had taken the kids outside and made the comment that I really liked fall and I was sad that the leaves were all falling. So, Jonathan and Rachel gathered leaves and gave them to me so I would not be sad.
Oh, and did you know that horses don't need barns to live in? Rachel told me the other day that if we got a horse (which I have no intention of getting, at least not for a long, long time) it would not need a barn. I told her, "Yes, horses DO need barns." And she, again, said they would not need a barn. I finally asked where she would keep a horse. Her reply was, "in our basement... or maybe in our garage!"