Good things

So back to the good life... Brayden had a sleepover at his Grandmas house and his Aunt Cede was complaining about making her bed, that's where Brayden was going to sleep. She was begging her mom to make her bed for her. Brayden said, "Cede, I used to tell my mom to make my bed, but now I can do it all by myself, its easy. You just take all the pillows off, then you pull up your sheet, and then pull up your warm bedspread." I especially love how he calls it his "warm" bedspread. So then he came up behind me and whispered in my ear, "Hey mama, I'm gonna do SERVICE." So he ran upstairs to make her bed, so I thought. A couple seconds later he peeked his little head over the banister and said, "uh, mama. I'm breaking my service." Well I went up there to see why he changed his mind, and the mattress was bare with all the clean stuff on the floor. Now I see why he was overwhelmed! He is such a crack-up! I am so proud of him that he was thinking of service at all. He has such a sweet heart. He is such a good example to me!

This is what I got for sneaking into my bedroom to watch the last 20 min of Oprah the other day. Kosty was being unusually quiet, so I had a slight feeling he was up to no good. But I ignored it because frankly I was happy to watch my show and be left alone! About 10 minutes later, he walks in my room with a clinched fist, climbs up on my bed and dumps a handful of white powder right in my face, and then he runs off. AH! So after I dusted myself off, I followed him and discovered him playing in a box of cake mix that he had gnawed open with his teeth. He was giggling and scooping it up with his hands, saying "mmmmmm!" Luckily his nice brother came in with the broom and helped clean it up, because I was too busy taking pics. Now that's priority!