*Weekly Round-Up*

Fun random things happen during the week, and I'm afraid that I'll forget them over time. So since my long-term plan is to eventually get this blog printed as fulfilling my duty for family history, I think I'm going to start this new tradition.

So here are some highlights of the week, you might not care all that much, but they're memories that I really don't want to forget:

1. Kylie was holding Baby Kadyn (with my assistance) on the couch. Kadyn started passing gas, and Kylie began freaking out thinking that Kadyn had pooped on her. Kylie's facial expression was priceless as she's pushing Kadyn onto me... as Kylie got up she wiped off her pants with her hands in disgust (there wasn't anything there). She hasn't asked to hold her sister since.

2. Kylie knows the concept of jail. Not sure how or why, I never told her about it. But there's no cartoons there or toys... only a bed and sink, and they wear black stripes like a zebra.

3. I was pulling into the garage, and I let my mom get out on the passanger side beforehand so I can get close to the garage cabinets, so there's enough room for Matthew's car (it's a tight squeeze). Kacey freaked out when Yaya took Kadyn out of the car. "That's my Kadyn! Don't take Baby Kadyn!" She was really upset, it was funny.

4. It's official: Kadyn's a Daddy's Girl. He holds her from the moment he gets home from work until she falls asleep at night. She melts into his chest, I call her his little pea in a pod. She smiles and coos for him (not for me, who am i??? just the food source!) But I love it, Kacey's a Momma's Girl... Kylie's the independent one... Kadyn definitely loves her Daddy the mostest!

5. Last night for the first time, we did curlers in Kylie's hair. It was fun and when I took it out she said she had hair like Kacey. She's been prancing around today like a princess. She's been going around saying that she's adorable. My only concern is that she's going to want to do it everyday, and I don't know if I have the energy for that!

6. We walked into the house the other day, Kylie sat on the bottom step, took her shoes off, began rubbing her feet and said, "My feet are killing me!" Maybe it was her annoyed tone, I don't know... I could not stop laughing!

7. My tile grout annoys the living daylight out of me! (apparently no one else notices it, but it bugs me like you wouldn't believe!) I had Stanley Steemer come out for an estimate... HELLO, I mean I do have a lot of tile, but seriously, I don't think I spend that much on Christmas let alone spend it for cleaning grout (that will eventually get dirty again). So I sat myself down and for 2.5 hours, I scrubbed with a toothbrush and a baking soda mixture.

Before:

After:

I'm only halfway done, I assume another 2.5 hours to go... (see how much it bothers me!) But the end result is worth it~ for me.