A continuation of last week!
And here begins my wordiness...
Yesterday evening my husband worked the late shift and the kids got a bit giddy after dinner. They were running and playing outside while I cleaned up the kitchen. I vaguely remember hearing, "Yeah Goose, lets go get more of your babies" in between my hums of Natalie Grant's Perfect People. I didn't really think much of it until I poked my head out the slider to give a five minute warning until bed time.
I noticed my daughter again bathing dolls in the dog water and putting them in the sand box and with her brother's help to dry up on the trampoline. I shrugged my shoulders indecisive if I was ok with it or not. Really, they are just dolls and hey, it's always nice to see the stuffed animals actually making a show during play time instead of sitting in a closet.
I did quickly pick up one that used to be mine and quickly brush it off before I said, "It's almost time to come in and get ready for bed."
I knew it was coming before the words got off my tongue, "Goose come on it's time to go inside, let's grab our babies."
"Ah, not so fast, if the babies are coming inside then they need to go straight into the laundry room."
Very agreeable, my son then repeats my orders to his sister and as I start sliding the door I hear him say, "Let's go get our yucky babies!" My little toddler just cracks up, I mean giggles turned into a belly laugh! I was SO glad I was able to witness it, I'm so lucky to be home with these crazy kids.
Then one by one they marched their yucky babies inside and that's how sitting in my laundry room there is currently a pile of sand covered babies!