metamorphosis of toddler-ese

Stage 1: More war!
Stage 2: God gave us a mighty whoopin'
Stage 3: (yesterday) God gave us a mighty weapon

No, we aren't teaching our daughter how about war, or for that matter, how to get a whoopin'! :) She learned about it all on her own. Kidding. :) This is B's current favorite song--one that my little sister taught her from her camp counselor day, including actions. It's a great song. I'm not sure which one I'd rather hear come out of my child's mouth in the grocery store, or during the sermon at church--More war, or something about a mighty whoopin'.

Here are the words to the song:
God gave us a mighty weapon,
to live in victory,
to stomp on the devil and walk mightily.
So put on your holy armor
and don't be afraid no more.
no, no more, you've been chosen by the Mighty One.
Yes, now it's time for war!

Potty talk

While B was sitting on the toilet waiting for me to come help her wipe, she says, "Mommy, look, (as she pointed into the toilet) I made a rocket and a ball!" (this was complete with signs.)

Family Day

With Hubby home lately, we've been enjoying a bit more family time. The other day, we ran a couple errands, picked up some sandwiches and went to a park to eat. The girls were much more interested in playing than eating, go figure.

K has learned a new "trick." She can get herself up to a standing position pretty much anywhere. She's quite proud of herself, as are we. *grin* I think that we clicked off about 20 pictures while she stood in that exact same position alternating between "so big" and clapping.