(Note: If you see any amazing pictures on here of my kids or our family...be assured that I didn't take them. All credit goes to the amazingly talented Holly.)
I have no time to blog these days and it's not going to be any better with Christmas just around the corner, but I'm determined to keep this up to date, so you're just going to hear snippets here and there from me. Okay?
We were at church last week and McKenna was hanging out in the church nursery with Will. As we were leaving she said, "How old do you have to be to help with the babies in the nursery?" I told her that I wasn't sure how old you had to be, but you definitely had to be older than four.She replied, "Well, if they let five year olds help with the babies than that's what I want to do. I can't wait to help take care of them."
You'll be happy to know that we don't let five year olds help with our babies either. McKenna was seriously disappointed when I told her you probably had to be twelve.