grateful

My kids are absolutely wonderful. I wish I could say it is because of my stellar parenting skills, but it's not. I think the Lord just knew I needed extra good kids to offset the fact that they will be homeschooled and will just be home way more than other kids. I have just been noticing their wonderfulness more and more every time we do go out. They are just plain well-behaved. I don't get it, since I am sure I was a very obnoxious child. They sit nicely in church and share their books and toys. At the doctor's office they patiently allow the doctor to check them all out and never fuss until they get their shots. At Reagan's last CF appointment, we found out while we were there that she needed a chest x-ray and lab work right after the appointment. Did it bother her? No, not at all. She did cry when they were drawing her blood, but she stopped when they stopped and said "thank you." And Kennedy, well she just wants to be just like Reagan. So she is super polite too! She always says "thank you" and "your welcome." Reagan talks to her like she is a grown-up and wow, it helps! Kennedy speaks in complete sentences. Cindy told me that when we were setting up for Young Women yesterday I walked out of the gym and Kennedy said, "Cindy, where mama go?" Cindy told her I was just getting something and Kennedy said, "Oh, ok." She is such a big girl, I can't even believe it! And when she is saying something that I can't quite understand, I can just ask Reagan and she translates! Isn't that crazy?? She totally understands everything Kennedy says! Then there is Reagan's ballet class, where Kennedy sits in one of our laps the whole time and enjoys watching the girls dance. Then when class is over, she gets down and tries to mimick Reagan's movements. One girl at ballet was standing with her parents and didn't want to join in. When the teacher was taking roll and called her name she asked her to come join them. The girl shook her head, so Reagan started saying, "Sophie, come here. Come sit by me!" She didn't even know the girl, but wanted her to to join in the fun! She teaches me things everyday. Both girls will eat basically anything I give them. The other night they were racing to see who could eat the most broccoli out of the bowl. (It didn't even bother me that it was the serving bowl and that Rick and I got almost none.) When Kennedy poops she goes over to the basket of diapers, picks one out and lays on the floor to wait for me to change her. And when we get home from anywhere they both go push chairs up in front of the kitchen sink for us to wash hands. And now Kennedy loves to pray. When I ask whose turn it is she always says, "Kennedy's turn!" She can even say it mostly by herself. And when she finishes, Reagan always praises her for being so good and reverent! Sometimes I feel like I must live in a make-believe world because no one really acts this polite. How did I get blessed with two peace-makers? Reagan and Kennedy just ultimately want to make everyone happy. They talk to everyone everywhere we go (which is a little weird sometimes). I am so grateful for my precious girls who just radiate pure joy. Whenever I look at the daunting task ahead of me, I am reminded that they were prepared for this. They are sisters for a reason. I love, love, love them!

Kennedy watching Ballet with Grandma.
Seriously, could she be any happier?

Doesn't she look like a ballerina?
Kennedy trying to walk on her toes after class.
I am so blessed!