I swiped this off my facebook feed:
Ty: “Mom, If they sold ‘patience to deal with taryn’ in a bottle, I’d use my entire allowance and stock up on it.”
Sigh…..me too Ty, me too.
I swiped this off my husbands facebook feed:
Playing Wii with Taryn. She is in the lead so there is a crown on her head.
Me: Oh look, it’s princess Taryn.
Taryn: With a sheepish grin and a nod – “they call me queen”
Love her!
Speaking of our girl, “funny football fan fisheye Taryn” always makes me laugh….
Being 5 is awesome. It’s learning to tie your shoes and loving riding your bike. It is hopscotch and partially painted finger nails. The best part of your day is holding hands with your best friend at school and telling secrets and giggling. It is about growing our your hair and clothing battles with your mom. It is about swearing you’re going to marry your little brother when you grow up. It is about freckles and knobby knees and dancing silly. I love who she is.
in my book of taryn’s funny sleep. i swear some day i’m going to print a book of these. i just need to wait until she stops giving me usable material. like here, here, here and here. and now here:
found her like this after Ty’s football game tonight. she finished eating, grabbed her jammies and put them in the bathroom, curled up and she was out. too tired to continue with our normal evening rituals. duder wasn’t actually asleep, just snuggling his blankie. as usual.