The same night we were visited by Batman, Ava wanted to sing Elmo's song for us. La la la la, la la la la, Elmo's World.
My sweet little girl. She is going through the three year old nightmare stage. Every. single. night. I feel like I have a newborn in the house again. I remember Carter was about this age when he insisted on sleeping with Ava. But, Carter was scared going to sleep while Ava just wakes up in the middle of the night sobbing, unable to go back to sleep. I'm sure it's just a stage she will grow out of, just like her brother.
I think he may be part Lion. Dawson now carries Angel Baby around in his mouth. I guess it leaves his hands free to play!
Also, Daring Dawson strikes again. Today he moved the computer desk chair over to the fridge and tried to climb the refrigerator by putting his feet in the ice dispenser tray and pulled up with his hands on the handle and door. Luckily I was in the kitchen and watched this all take place. He managed to pull himself up and stood there clinging to the fridge, unsure what to do next. Then I took him down and said please never do that again!
Picture this:
Carter is laying down in the grass staring up at the sky. He doesn't realize that I'm watching him and I see his hands clasped together and he is talking quietly to himself. Then he does the sign of the cross and stands up. I laughingly look at him and say "Were you praying?" He was embarrassed and with a big smile on his face he said "No."
Carter, it's always ok to say a little prayer whenever you feel the need. I must say there is nothing that makes you feel the need to talk to God than laying on summer time grass staring at a beautiful blue sky.
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