three different times this weekend molly has been mistaken for a boy. in a gray sweatshirt like her brothers i could kinda see how it could happen but in my arms at church . . . . gotta remember those bows in public!!
really her hair is growing : )
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during regan's breakfast yesterday morning the girls painted their toes. great idea 'til molly wouldn't sit still long enough for her toes to dry. and until jack tried cleaning her up. and until she thought she'd just repaint them on her own. nail polish doesn't come out of dish towels, gray sweatshirts or the carpet very well . . . i took pictures only because they were sitting right in front of me while i fed regan & the camera was there too. i didn't take pictures of the clean up - i wondered if the fumes were too much for regan, between the polish itself and the mass quanites of remover used in the whole process!!
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and then . . .
'its not scary up here mom.' was what he told me the first time i walked out and saw him like this.
'i'm glad' was what i said - i love his confidence : )
when he told me he was bringing tools up to fix the roof i did say we weren't going to be actually getting on it. and when he asked me to help him with his tool belt and told me to make it tight in case he 'falled and would be like a parachute' i suggested not to plan on falling. he wasn't going to plan on it he said.
good.
and on of my favorite lines of the week came from benny when he walked in and asked me -
'hey lady, when you fixing my lunch?' lady being pronounced with a y and not the l.
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