Two of the girls, became mini-Karls and one became mini-Christy. It is as if they must act like the parent they favor in looks. It is as if, looks are connected to personality. Well, I guess they are somewhat, but I am talking genetics here. It is as if I can only genetically claim one of my three children. It is as if I am lucky enough to have three amazing, yet different children.
At exactly 6:02 PM last night, this is what the three girls were doing.
Brady asked, no begged, for us to put on one of our cardio exercise DVDs for her..."I want the one with weights!"
Reese got crafty. "I am going to glue a bunch of stuff to one piece of paper, it is going to look awesome!"
Elli cleaned the dinner dishes from the table, without prompting; including the water glasses which she emptied into the sink and loaded in the dishwasher (correctly). "I did it, Mommy, I cleaned up."
I am glad I married an awesome man, because his mini-mes are healthy and helpful. I am also glad I have my own mini-me to get crafty and messy with....hey, maybe the previous mini-mes will clean up after us ;)
6:02PM was one of many minutes that was perfect in so many ways!