Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Silly Juice

We were at stake conference on Sunday, and Anders decided he wanted to help clean up the chairs afterwards. He stuck to it and put away at least seven metal (and quite heavy) folding chairs. It was such a proud moment for me as his mom. He's not even four and he was the only kid under twelve helping. 

Today, Anders called Bram a "silly juice". It took me a minute to realize that he thought he was calling him a "silly goose," something I call the boys all the time. 

Can you tell what their favorite colors are? They dressed themselves this morning. And I can't complain because at least they match.

1 comment:

David said...

unlike when daddy dresses them and they don't...