Staples

On Saturday, Savannah was playing with some friends and got knocked into the door frame (we're not exactly sure what happened since every version we have heard has been different) but she ended up with a large wound on the back of her head. Bubba took her to the doctor who decided she needed staples to fix it...Bubba had to hold her down pretty good for the numbing shots but she was very brave for the actual staples and hasn't complained about it since. She's actually pretty proud of it now. The hardest part was trying to wash the blood out of her hair without getting the wound wet. Her hair might look a little scraggly for the next few days since it's hard to wash or comb without causing a lot of pain. In a week, we get to go get them removed-apparently that's a painless process so we'll see how it goes!

Blackberries!

Last week for FHE we went with Papa and Gramie to pick blackberries at a patch not far from our house. The girls thought it was super fun and as you can tell from the pics below, Madison especially had a fabulous time! Now we have lots of blackberries in our freezer for smoothie making...yum!

Our cute little boy!

I can't believe our sweet little boy will be 3 months old in just a few days...this summer has just flown by and although it has been a little hectic, Camden has been such a sweet baby and has fit right into our family so well. He is still a great sleeper and he is a fabulous smiler...I think he smiles more easily than any of my other babies and we have even heard a few little laughs already which is so cute! I feel bad that we haven't taken more pictures of him, but I just don't feel like I ever have enough hands or time for the camera! We have taken a few pictures though, and here are some of my favorites!

A Few Things I Want to Remember...

I have always had the intentions of writing down things that my kids say or do that are especially interesting or humorous, yet I don't have a good place to do it and by the time I remember to write them down, I've already forgotten them! Hopefully I will start blogging more of these since it already makes me sad that I have forgotten so many, but here are a few recent moments that I don't want to forget!

A few weeks before Camden was born, we were talking about what we should name him. I asked Savannah what she thought and she replied, "Well, I think we should wait until he comes out so we can see if he is a white baby or a brown baby, so that if he is a brown baby, we can name him a brown baby's name." I think it took me a minute to reply, but finally I asked, "...and what is a brown baby's name?" She replied, "Benjamin." So apparently she thought that it is just a 50/50 chance as to whether or not you have a white or a black baby, and the only black person she knows is a little boy that was in her kindergarten class named Benjamin. So funny how their little minds work!

Before Camden was born, we got the girls bunk beds for their new room and for the first few weeks it worked out well because Savannah wanted to sleep on the top and Paris didn't. Then they both decided that they both like the bottom bunk better and so I was letting them take turns every other night to make it fair. So it was Paris' turn one night to sleep on the top and of course she was arguing with me about how she didn't want to sleep on the top and I just told her to go to bed, end of discussion. A minute later she starts yelling for me at the top of her lungs so I went running in their room and she points at the warning label on the top bunk and says, "Mommy, look. I can't sleep on the top bunk because the sign says that children under 6 should not be allowed to sleep on the top bunk. And I'm only 4 and 4 is less than 6." This was probably one of the first times that Paris has actually made a valid point during an argument, and I didn't really know what to say because I didn't want to tell her that you don't have to follow instructions, so I just told her that some kids aren't very smart, but since she was smart enough to read the sign, she was old enough to sleep on the top! She then said, "But, Mommy, it says WARNING!" I was laughing at that point and told her that she would be fine and she still had to sleep there but it was still pretty funny. So to the people who write warning labels and think no one reads them, they are wrong!

A couple of weeks ago, we were out as a family somewhere and Bubba was taking Paris to find a bathroom. She had been having a really hard time listening that day and so while they were walking, Bubba said, "Paris, I really wish you would listen better." She didn't even hesitate and very conversationally replied, "Well I wish you would be a little bit nicer to me." I think we're in for it with this one!