My cuties

Emerson is getting so big. He is now "saying" all kinds of words. The cutest are "ni ny" Lyndie, and "cruck" truck. He loves to have his back rubbed while laying on my lap. He loves to play with his cars, line them up, and drive them. He loves "poo poo" Pooh, "mween" Lightning McQueen, and "Cuh Guh" Curious George. He is loud. He loves to run and scream. He hates being buckled into his seat, but once in is resigned to the drive. He still has bright blue eyes and blonde hair. He is excited about life.

Lyndie is almost all of the way potty trained now. Ugh. She is a doll and loves to rub her head on my arm and snuggle. She sings and dances and makes up songs/stories/jokes. She loves to be "bootiful". She gives very thoughtful prayers. She is a sweetie and a breath of fresh air.

Mae ends up sleeping on our couch every night. She is energetic and loud. She loves to play and run. She thinks farts are hilarious and likes to smell them. She has a contagious, loud laugh. She is getting better at reading, but does not like practicing. She is smart and adorable.

Emmie is growing up. She is acting bigger/older. She loves to carry a purse around. She whistles/sings constantly and likes to give it her all when singing. She is creative and helpful. She lies. Must be a faze. She is helpful and kind to her sisters, but can be a pest. She is interested in learning to cook. She loves to dance and use her body.

Benton is getting old. He is a smart boy and is getting more and more independent. He loves the outdoors and legos. He enjoys reading and often does so in his bed at night. He loves to make friends and does so easily. He does not like scary things and is very sensitive with his feelings. He loves TV, especially Pokemon and has to be tempered. He likes science and learning. He still kisses his mommy.