We were coming home from library time yesterday, and our friends were coming over to have some play time. Nathan said, "Mommy, when I get older and Miriam gets older..." Then he stopped. I waited, very curious as to what was on his mind. "When I get older, I'm going to ask God if I can marry Miriam." I won't argue with that. :-)
Noelle is army-crawling. She gets on her hands and knees and rocks back and forth, but when she wants something, she always army-crawls. :-) Right now she has fever, a runny nose, and a cough. Poor little chickadee. She seems to be taking it rather well, though.
Hear something, gotta run!
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