Once again the Curious Beau strikes again. Yesterday I had a photo shoot and the whole family came because there was a playground nearby. Matthew told CharLee to keep an eye on Beau while he lifted some furniture for me. Minutes later, Beau came over to us with little bloody hands, holding a broken glass bottle. . . . just happily playing. . . not crying. . . just happily cutting up her little hands. It wasn't serious but for sure a little startling. She just looked up at Matthew and said," Oh, Owwwwwie" with a smile.
Today, CharLee wanted to go play in the snow since we had our first snowfall that hasn't melted. So I was helping him put on his gloves when it became quite and I said Where is Beau. I quickly ran around the house looking and she was no where. I ran downstairs to see if she went to see the puppies. Sure enough. I found her holding a cake dusted puppy and Elle licking up the rest of the cake mix she opened and spread Everywhere! Never a dull moment with Beau. . . I feel its going to be a very entertaining ride with her.
Today I found myself making some Holiday errands , one of which was Roberts crafts to pick up some yarn to make some gift scarfletts. I did have little Beau with me. It is nice sometimes to be out and about with her because she is contained from mischief. . . either in a car seat or shopping cart, well usually. But this didn't work today and did not keep her from her little mischievous self. I was walking around Roberts looking at all kinds of gifts and things when I received a phone call from my brother Adam. Adam and I talked for a while as I looked at art supplies and paints. Adam also asked how the kids were and I went on to tell him how little Beau is so sweet but quite the destroyer of things. Then I glanced down at Beau and she had pulled a white acrylic paint off the shelf opened it and was pouring it all over her head and body. She also had my yarn torn apart and mangled. I just had to laugh, because just as I was describing this little one, she was in her act. I love you my little Beaustroyer.
Today I found myself making some Holiday errands , one of which was Roberts crafts to pick up some yarn to make some gift scarfletts. I did have little Beau with me. It is nice sometimes to be out and about with her because she is contained from mischief. . . either in a car seat or shopping cart, well usually. But this didn't work today and did not keep her from her little mischievous self. I was walking around Roberts looking at all kinds of gifts and things when I received a phone call from my brother Adam. Adam and I talked for a while as I looked at art supplies and paints. Adam also asked how the kids were and I went on to tell him how little Beau is so sweet but quite the destroyer of things. Then I glanced down at Beau and she had pulled a white acrylic paint off the shelf opened it and was pouring it all over her head and body. She also had my yarn torn apart and mangled. I just had to laugh, because just as I was describing this little one, she was in her act. I love you my little Beaustroyer.
Yesterday as I dressed Beau I noticed she was filling up her jeans and sporting the whole flood look. I knew it was time again to rake through her closet and sift out the small clothes. As I was doing this I found myself kind of excited to see she is growing and coming upon a new fun stage of babyness but also a little anxiety ridden because the monies are a little tight with Christmas and all. At night I opened my scriptures and fell upon the verse about the Lillies of the field. I know that I had not to worry and Heavenly Father is aware of ALL our needs. So today I had a friend come to me and say that she had a whole tub of size 18mos. girl clothes and asked if I would like to have them. I know Heavenly Father takes care of us and always has and always will. I am always in awe of how He answers my prayers.
2 comments:
oh bless her little mischievous soul! we love that little bundle of yours!
oh the joys of little ones. She is such a doll! Hey we will be in town from the 19th to the 1st. lets plan a day to get together.
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