
Last night Jared was away @ a soccer game, So the boys decided to sleep with me.(I don't mind it as much as my neck does!) When Kaulin and I got up this morning he was set of showing me drawings from his busy book. He then took me through his re-make of a Transformers action seen tank and all while he was doing so I got to thinking how big he really is getting. I then walked with him to school and and as I said my goodbye and to have a good day, I watched him walk away I noticed as he was wearing shorts and his Sketchers how much his little chicken legs stand out. He turned back twice once to wave and then to blow me a kiss. I wounder how long that will last. (Before it's gross mom....) I know I have at least this year maybe next. I think sometimes how I let my life get so busy that I don't stop to take that extra look and it makes me sad. I want to be able to burn in my memory his little cheesy grin and his giggle. Something I guess I will have to work on.
Another Kaulin moment....
Sunday at church was fast Sunday, for those of you who don't know what that means... On fast Sunday instead of listening to talks, people from the congregation are able to go up and bear their testimony. My boys love to go up so after Keaton said more of a prayer then a testimony it was Kaulin's turn. (This is our first Fast Sunday in our new ward) Kaulin begins with "I'd like to bear my testimony" then goes on to ask the congregation Who has been to the temple and to raise their hands if they have. As they raise their hands he continues on with how he got to go to Salt Lake and be sealed with his family for all eternity and how it is important for all to go he said other things and then ended. How precious my son is!!! He melts my heart and makes me think I must be doing something right.
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Because he is your and Jared's son, the testimony from Kaulin is not surprising to me. So freakin hilarious, but not surprising that he would be a witty little man! And he sure does look more like a little man every time I see him!
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