The Muffin Thief

I'm headed to bed because I'm exhausted tonight.  I'm still not on top of it since I spent a few nights up with my sister at the hospital.  Goes to show how much we get divine help when our babies are born.  I'm still dragging from just a couple of nights of little sleep and Rach is still up all night with her little one.  So funny!  


I just wanted to touch base real quick.  I hate when I let too much time go between posts.  I need to remember that even if it's just a few sentences, when my babies get older and want to get a peak at what life was like, those few sentences will mean everything!  


Kid Moment for the Day:


I made muffins today.  David loves muffins and will eat as many as I will let him.  He ate several for lunch.  When dinner rolled around I handed him one and told him that was it.  I wanted to make sure his sisters got one as well (there were only a few left).  He ate his muffin and then climbed up to the counter and grabbed a second one.  Dana (a friend of mine who was over for dinner) told him he should probably check with me first.  I overheard her and headed over to remind him that we were saving those for his sisters.  Quick as lightning he broke it all up, then for good measure shoved half of it in his mouth.  Little twerp.  I was shocked.  David seldom does things like that.  He sat on a little time out after a very surprised look from his mother.  I think he thought it was totally worth it, though!