Alternatively titled, I have way too much time on my hands.
My friend B asked in my last post: “Am I the only one that thinks your children are mini versions of you and your husband? Reed is all your husband and Lena is all you! So meant to be!”
Ha, no. You are actually the one millionth person to comment that!
When we were praying about which child to adopt last year, one sweet little boy caught my eye– he reminded me a ton of my husband.
Do you see it?
(Apparently we both make lots of silly faces!)
Because I don’t want to leave her out– Lena and I are probably the most similar personality wise, although she’s more even-tempered than me. When I was her age, I liked to play by myself– making up stories, which is something I often find her doing. Lena’s birthday is coming up on Saturday and we got her my favorite childhood toy. I can’t wait to give it to her, although I’m trying to figure out when I can sneak off to play with it myself. Anyone want to guess what she’s getting?