ERIN HUNTER

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Miss Giggles

Gracie is laughing now! It is so cute to hear her giggle. She also LoVEs to smile. Every time she does, my heart melts!

"I'm Gracie!"

Yesterday, Grant put on Gracie's bow and exclaimed, "I am Gracie!" He then proceeded to roll around on the floor. Adam is not going to be very happy with me when he looks at this post. But Babe, I promise I did NOT put the bow in Grant's hair. It was all his own doing! You have to admit he looks pretty cute!
So is this what our little Gracie is going to look like in a few years?

Who knew?

Okay, so I forgot to post about trick or treating. So who knew that Willie Mays lives only a few streets away from us? Well, we didn't until the night of Halloween! It was so much fun to take Grant over to Willie's house. His wife answered the door and invited us right in. Willie gave Grant a baseball along with a trading card. Grant was great and said, "Go Giants!" while we were there and our good friend Willie seemed to get a kick out of it. His wife was taking pictures of Grant and Gracie...wonder what they will do with them? Hmmmm, anyway- it totally made NaeNae and Poppy jealous and it certainly made our night. Grant even slept with his baseball that night. Good times! Tomorrow Willie and his wife are coming to our place to meet with the missionaries. (Not really).

Picasso

This sweet boy has done it again! He never ceases to amaze me. Just when I think I have done such a good job at training him to obey, he goes and acts like a 2 year old. :-) The other night, I went in to check on him after we put him to bed and what did I find? I found Grant with a broken, blue crayon. As I got closer I noticed the beautiful artwork all over his pillowcase and sheets. And so, here is a song for my little Bug to the tune of Popcorn Popping (it came to me while I was up in the wee hours of the morning dealing with Gracie's pneumonia-yes again, poor girl)... I went into Grant's room and what did I see?
A pretty little picture that he drew for me.
I didn't start to yell, much to his surprise
When I saw the blue scribbles right before my eyes.
He had found a crayon and went to work
I could tell that he was proud, by his little smirk.
I couldn't help but laugh,
When I saw my busy bee
And the pretty little picture that he drew for me.


Grant, you are lucky I love you! But I am even more lucky that you love me. :-)

I Love This Boy

I love this adorable, little boy! I love that every day he tests my patience and teaches me new things. I love that he is kind to others and that he is so accepting of everyone. Just the other day he told me that some mean boys tackled him in nursery (the leaders say he doesn't fight back...thank goodness). We then started to talk about a little girl named Vivian who gets hit by these boys. He said to me, "I'm gonna tell them...knock it off guys! Hands are not for hitting!"
I love that he is so energetic. Even if it does mean that he has given up naps already. :-) And I especially love that he can play make-believe better than anyone I know. My favorite is when he is Prince Phillip and I am "Sleeping Mutey".
I love that he loves his sister and is so protective of her. I love that he wants to be just like his daddy.
I love that he likes to help me bake. Even if it means we have to suffer through a few egg shells.
And I love that he can always find the fun in any situation. I am so glad I have such a sweet bug to keep me on my toes. Most of all, I love that he is mine and that I have a lifetime of smiles to look forward to.

5 Years Ago...

5 years ago he was single.


5 years ago I was single.5 years ago, today...Adam waited outside in the freezing, cold rain to propose to me. He was soaking wet, his lips were blue and he could barely talk. But no worries...I warmed him up with a big ole kiss (or two, or three). :-) I love you Adam! Thanks for making me and the kids so happy and thanks for choosing me to be your wife. I am the luckiest girl alive!