Today Donnie and I asked our daughter to count to ten and it didn't go so well. She got to six and then jumped to like 15 or something. I know she's smart, but am afraid she's a bit behind in some things. So before she starts kindergarten next year I want to prepare her a bit. I'm thinking of homeschooling her for an hour or so each weekday. I always wanted to be a teacher!
On to other matters-
last night I gave the kiddies a bath, and as usual Aidan peed the minute he hit the water. Rather than drain it out, I told Sophie that the soap in the water would clean the pee out...was that wrong? It was just a little trickle...anyway, even in the tub they both still looked dirty. It's become the color of their skin- dirt. dirt and crud. and grime. and whatever other words describe crusty kids. But they are darn cute!
I laid Aidan down for a nap earlier and about a half hour later I heard him crying...but not a normal cry. Like a scared, freaked out cry. So, being the concerned mother that I am, I ran to his room and found him somehow caught under a blanket! So I did what any mom would do, ran to get the camera. Don't worry, I didn't leave him under there. I just snapped a couple real quick!
