At the Farmer with the kiddos.
Reagan decided that her needed another place to put his hangers, so he used his toy hammer (yes, it was plastic) to pound a small screw driver into his bedroom wall.
Reagan pulling the girls in the wagon on one of our family walks.
Amelia is such a goofy little girl. She likes pretties but also enjoys wrestling with Reagan. She already likes to "bother" her siblings. If she discovers that something annoys Reagan or Evelyn, she will do it all the more. Remind you of anyone? (Maybe daddy or uncle Jeff...) She can be very cuddly one minutes and very independent the next. Amelia is a bit more on the stubborn side. For example, she had a vocabulary of about 15-20 words a month ago but now refuses to say all but, "go", "num-num", "woof-woof", "Jo-Jo" (Gma & Gpa L.'s dog), and "na-na" (no-no). She started doing this after we tried getting her to say things like "please", "down", and "out". She now chooses to grunt, point at, and whine for things that she wants even when you refuse to let her have her way until she "says" what she wants. If you ask her to say a particular word, she will look at you, smile, and proceed to either shake her head "No" or say, "Na-na" (no-no). She has also started getting taller and thinner, she now comes to Evie's shoulders when just a few weeks ago she was shorter than them.
Amelia being her daring little self. She climbed up there all by herself.
Falling asleep in the highchair at lunch.
(This is a fairly normal occurrence when she is going through a growth spurt.)
Baby #4 must be continuing to grow. I already feel like I am starting to "show" at only 7 weeks pregnant. Waistbands are starting to feel uncomfortable when I sit and clothes that were big on me a few weeks ago are starting to fit in the waist area again. Reagan likes to touch my tummy and tell me, "Mom, I can feel the baby." This usually makes me laugh and I have to explain over and over again that the baby is still too small for him to feel it. He is also convinced that this one is a boy, as that is what he prayed for.
There are days that I definitely struggle with everything that comes along with the job of being a "Mom", but a majority of the time I am thankful for these little wonders that God has entrusted to my care.
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