Learning the hard way

sometimes over and over.
Today has been one of those days.

So as to maybe not to have to repeat these particulars again...

Keep mouth closed just 1/4 of the time I want to open it and settle down, gracious. ( the thought of potentially not repeating this one is hilarious)

Never let someone cut my baby's hair after the words stacked bob has come out of their mouth.  :( 

No matter the good intentions. DO NOT COOK A TURKEY! ugh!

And to end on a positive note...

Our beloved middle child ;)

Then there's sweet Laura, the best care taker, obedient, seemingly quiet child. She more often does what she's supposed to do when she's supposed to do it.  If she has the right amount of sleep and food, but that's all of us!

Laura loves all things physical.  She was potty trained before 2, with a slight lapse because of trip.
She taught herself the last lessons of riding a bike on a gravel campground hill, lives and breathes the water, loves skating, rides at the fair.  If something needs to be opened or accomplished she doesn't give up and can usually find a way to reach her goal. 

She watches people and cares about their emotions.  She has always gotten the attention of a redhead with the personality of a brunette.  She is definitely growing into and accustom to that attention and adapting well. 
I am so proud of her courage in facing her challenges!!!

This child o' mine

In one day Hannah:

cut her hair at school, because the scissors were there and they tempted her

asked what it would be like to be at a Justin Beiber show in person and wants a JB poster (NOT happening)

told me at dinner with a guest present and with all sincerity and seriousness, that "I am getting "those things" on my chest (pointing to her breasts), you know, like you have". Then squeezed her chest together with her arms.  

What in the world are we in for?

this blog design so needs help, any takers???

here are the rest of cole's poems....

http://cpsstories.blogspot.com/