Oakley brought down these blocks after his quiet time one day and told me they were him and me. He is so creative!
Well despite Aspen looking just like her daddy, she is definitely my child. She likes to wear her pajamas when she's home (me), she likes to dance in the mirror (was me), and she likes to sneak sugar (so used to be me). I've found a couple piles of sugar (powdered and granulated, no discrimination here) on one of the shelves in the pantry, and after confronting Aspen she fessed up that it was her. I get stern about it because I don't like that she's sneaking when she knows she shouldn't, but it reminds me of what I used to do when I was her age. My mom had two large drawers in the kitchen; one filled with flour, and the other sugar. I would often sneak a clump of sugar from the drawer when no one was around. So I'm stern with Aspen, but inside I'm chuckling to myself.
......at the park with the boys......
The kids spotted a robin in this tree as we were coming home from church the other day.