Stone and Emerson

I always love my family, but sometimes I'm overwhelmed with love for these kids of ours.

A few things I want to note at the time:

Emerson

*She has recently gained a Texas accent. Wahoo!! When leaving the gym the other day, she said, "BAH!", while waving to every single person in our path. And let me state that when she first learned the word "bye", there was no accent whatsoever. This is a new development.

*She is possessive of me! She doesn't mind if I'm holding little babies, but if Stone is in my lap, or any child her size, she FREAKS out until my lap is free. Which leads me to this story:

*Emerson was sitting on my lap, got down, and Stone quickly took her place. She was furious, and grabbed my phone (he had been playing with it). She quickly ran for Cliff's lap for protection. Stone was not thrilled, threw a little fit, and went to the ground. Meanwhile, she peaks over the edge until he sees her, then clearly rubs it in his face as she pretends to talk on the phone. She sticks up for herself!

*She loooooves the primary song, "I am a Child of God". 1)When we listen to it in the car, she hums it in the back, and when I turn around to tell her she sounds so pretty, she gets completely embarrassed, swats her hand towards me and grunts. She's so shy at moments! We know she does not inherit that trait from me! 2)If I try to sing ANY other song while rocking her, again, I get a swat and a grunt, until I sing "I am a Child of God."

Stone

*While at the park last week, Stone said, "Mommy, my teacher at church told me that I can pray to Heavenly Father wherever I am and he can help me know where I am. So you can leave, mommy."

*While at the park earlier that week, Stone yelled out to Emerson, "Get over here you little farp nugget!" ....Cliff may or may not have called him a little "fart nugget" at some point....TOTAL term of endearment, OF COURSE. And Stone pronounces it"farp".

*One of Stone's favorite ladies at the gym whispered to me yesterday that Stone told her a secret. She wasn't supposed to pass it on, but I got lucky. He confessed that when mommy and daddy are not looking, he jumps on our new couch. My new green couch that I loooove. Oh, and he told her when we are downstairs, he sneaks to our room and jumps on our bed. This kid.

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These kids are growing up too fast. The other morning we were lounging around while Cliff was getting ready for work (usually we're rushing trying to get out the door for the gym, but I don't teach a class Wednesday mornings). We were all piled up in our bed, and Cliff says, "How could anyone want anything else?" They make our hearts happy. I love my family. A LOT.