Sometimes I think life has changed a little too quickly for Braden and I to keep up with. I suspect we're a little-- okay, more than a little-- bit frazzled and sleep-deprived. This was confirmed for me the other night:
Tate was sleeping (for now). Livia was splashing in the bath. I had finished cutting Owen's hair (in the bathroom) and was now starting in on Rhyle. Braden had been in and out of the bathroom, intermittantly soothing Tate or washing children. At one point, he stepped into the bathroom for something and was immediately assaulted with three loud cries of, "Daddy!" (This cry, you know, is really just the kids' way of making sure that they have his attention before they launch into whatever it is they want to tell him.) Well, the noise increased from there. . . crying, splashing, talking, clippers buzzing. . .
And then Braden, in exasperation, said, "Owen. Please be quiet and wait. I have THREE kids and I can't help everyone at the same time!"
And I gently reminded him, "No, Daddy. You have FOUR kids."
4 comments:
That's funny! Well, it hasn't been too long since the fourth, so that is understandable.
I can't imagine - I can barely keep up with two kids!
LOL! And THREE is DEFINITELY a different number from FOUR...remember me telling you that a while back?????
Have fun! Can we see some more pictures?
Staci
Calli- Congrats on your new baby! I am still so grateful that you were able to come to the wedding. I am settling into married life and loving it. I have enjoyed reading your blog and I hope that everything is going well!
Much Love,
Abby
We will be having #4 next week and it is so crazy to me. I asked my husband the other day how we got all these kids. I don't remember 4 pregnancies and 3 newborns. I feel like the kids just keep coming with or with out me.
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