That girl is always pushing the envelope, testing the rules, and getting into predicaments. Funnily enough my sister and I spent the weekend going through our childhood albums which we borrowed from my mom. We were amazed at how much Zion looks like me as a child. And also the fact that in nearly every picture I was pushing the envelope, testing the rules and getting into predicaments. My mom took pictures of me sitting on top of desks, presumably where I had climbed up myself, raiding cupboards and sticking my fingers into someone's chocolate birthday cake. I guess I earned my little girl, didn't I?
Gideon is sleeping a little better. I'm almost afraid to write that for fear that I'll jinx it. I'd still like to be getting up with him less than three times a night but I'll take what I can get and last night was decent. He's getting wicked good at getting things into his mouth and loves to chew on anything he can get his little hands on. He has now rolled from back to front and front to back but is usually content to stay whatever way I put him. Very Gabe-like, that.
In addition to our walk down memory lane, Jamie and I also endeavoured to put up the family photos that we had taken before Rob left. It proved to be more difficult than expected, we met up with so many problems. I've never had problems hanging anything before. It was weird. Anyway, we finally got them up along with the shelves to hold the figurines that our friend Dr. A gave us. There is one Daddy and child figure for each of the kids so we hung a shelf to hold a figurine with each corresponding photo. I think it turned out great. It looks so out of place in my house of blank walls. I mean to continue to change that and this is a great start.
So thanks Dr. A for the figurines, Zion carried one wrapped in a blanky while we were putting them up, and Jamie for all your help - and for doing most of the work ultimately.