The baby was a bit fussy today, but we learned that she enjoys swinging in our hammock chair on the back porch. I needed to fix dinner so Talullah took a shift of swinging Amberlie.
I caught what must be the sweetest moment on camera today. Berlyn was in her dress up clothes, but she was not a princess. Oh no. She informed us she was the Queen. Sitting atop the slide, she yelled over to Nick, "Servant! Bring me some water!" Nick and I just raised our eyebrows at each other and I mouthed the word "Really?!". I went back inside to finish cleaning and I grabbed the camera when I overheard my daughter proposing to her daddy. She was cupping his face in her hands and saying "Will you marry me?" He tried to convince her that a servant couldn't marry a Queen, but she persisted. I even ran outside telling her that he was MY king. Looking at me and staying right in character she said, "I'm a Queen too. " She proceeded to ask him again. "Will you marry me?"
Sarah Sophia is pregnant. She's a teen mom, and she just looks miserable with her too tiny face compared to that big, swollen belly. I seriously pray for that kitty every day. Surely she's used 8 of her 9 lives already surviving her kittenhood around my rambunctious daughters. Here is Havanna, just lounging in the chair with a grudgingly patient Sarah Sophia. I guess the cat doesn't quite realize she has claws, or the capability to escape these toddler hands.
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