13/365
Sunday
Sunday
January 13, 2013

Now this is how you layer. ;) She put on the leggings and the tank top dress, and I told her it was too cold for her to not be wearing sleeves. I handed her the shirt, but she didn't want to take the dress off, so the shirt went on over the dress.
14/365
Monday
January 14, 2013
15/365
Tuesday
January 15, 2013
I love the way my house looks when it snows. :)
January 15, 2013
I love the way my house looks when it snows. :)
Me: Do you want to be Superman, or Batman?
Korvin: Batman.
Me: Do you even like Superman?
Korvin: Uhhhhh, Batman.
Me: Do you even like any of the other Superheros?
Korvin: Batman.
That one is Patrick's kid.
Me: What are you doing?
Kadence: Nothing.
Me: Why don't I believe you?
Kadence: Well. . .Korvin is trying to unlock the bathroom door. I was just helping him.
Uh-huh. Ok. . .that one is my kid. . .
Korvin: Batman.
Me: Do you even like Superman?
Korvin: Uhhhhh, Batman.
Me: Do you even like any of the other Superheros?
Korvin: Batman.
That one is Patrick's kid.
Me: What are you doing?
Kadence: Nothing.
Me: Why don't I believe you?
Kadence: Well. . .Korvin is trying to unlock the bathroom door. I was just helping him.
Uh-huh. Ok. . .that one is my kid. . .
16/365
Wednesday
January 16, 2013
Wednesday
January 16, 2013
Daddy, you're the one that tells us what to do, and Mommy is the only one that changes your answer. -Kadence
Thursday
January 17, 2013
January 17, 2013

The lady at the post office wanted to give the kids a sticker because she thought they were cute. There aren't a lot of sticker options at the post office. At least she didn't print postage for them. :) I wanted a picture of both kids with their stickers, but Kadence has been refusing to have her picture taken.
18/365
Friday
January 18, 2013
He won't eat if he's in his high chair. He'll only eat if he sits at the table just like everyone else.
Sometimes, he thinks he's a puppy. Sometimes, I think he's one too. :)
Friday
January 18, 2013
He won't eat if he's in his high chair. He'll only eat if he sits at the table just like everyone else.
Me: Are you hungry?
Korvin: Cake!
Me: No, we're not having cake.
Korvin: Oh no!
I gave him fruit leather, and he pitched a fit. He kept calling me a "meeme". . .which is how he says meanie. Btw, he hasn't even had cake in over a month. Sorry kid, I'm not Marie Antoinette.
Korvin: Cake!
Me: No, we're not having cake.
Korvin: Oh no!
I gave him fruit leather, and he pitched a fit. He kept calling me a "meeme". . .which is how he says meanie. Btw, he hasn't even had cake in over a month. Sorry kid, I'm not Marie Antoinette.
Since he didn't get cake, he took one
bite of everything offered, and refused to eat it while insisting that
he was hungry. That is, until I gave him steamed broccoli with butter. He
couldn't eat it fast enough.
So if your kid wants cake, what they need is really broccoli and butter. I don't think Kadence is going to be happy with this reasoning. lol
So if your kid wants cake, what they need is really broccoli and butter. I don't think Kadence is going to be happy with this reasoning. lol
19/365
Saturday
January 19, 2013
My nephew Caiden built a Walker from Star Wars. "I'm a genius!" Must get his modesty from his father. . . ;)
Kadence and Caiden came downstairs complaining. She said he hurt her. He was protesting.
Kadence: Caiden hurt me!
Caiden: It's her fault. She hit me!
Me: Did you hit him?
Kadence: Well. . .yes, but it hurt my hand, so it's his fault!
Caiden: It's her fault. She hit me!
Me: Did you hit him?
Kadence: Well. . .yes, but it hurt my hand, so it's his fault!
Korvin burped. He doesn't know what that's called. So he told me he pooped. lol




