Joseph is our youngest, and we can't imagine life without him. He is 3 and keeps us smiling. He gets so much attention from his older siblings. He hugs us and tells us that he loves us. When I say, "I love you more," the game begins. He says that he loves me up to the moon and he thinks that he has won. I know better. When I smile at him, he winks and clicks his tongue. He constantly is saying things that keeps us laughing.
A few nights ago it was crazy. The kids were so wound up and could not go to sleep. He kept coming into our room for silly reasons. I finally said in a rather firm voice that I wanted them to settle down and go to sleep. In fact I said, "Do not come in my room again." Joseph came creeping back and said, "Mom, do you have a bad attitude?" I had to smile.
One of my favorite stories to tell is the dentist story. I knew every dentist appointment had not been positive but it wasn't until recently that I realized just how dramatic these visits were viewed when our rabbit died. I nonchalantly asked Joseph if he thought Oreo had made it to "rabbit heaven" to which he replied," NO, HE WENT TO THE DENTIST."
3 comments:
I LOVE the dentist story!! What a cute little ham!!
Melanie thinks Oreo went to rabbit heaven. Alayna says she loves you. Josiah said he would share his toys with you when you come to visit.
Sherilyn, I enjoyed reading your blog. I will try to check back in regularly. I wish we could have gotten better acquainted when we still lived in Florida.
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