Before I forget, I have a couple of David stories to tell.
While camping at Priest Lake our city boy couldn't find anything better to do than play with the fire and the water jug, so I shooed them off into the woods next to our campsite to explore, soon David is calling back "Daddy, come look!" since I was cooking breakfast I asked what he found "Giraffe poop!".
Then today in the pool at
Grampa Eyre's house he asked us to take his floaty ring off (as he just recently found he could touch the bottom) and after we did he said "I'm Proud!!".
Last but not least tonight when praying for his
Godparents he said "And thank you for my fun
Godparents!".
In other news Timothy has become quite good at holding his breath and swimming underwater, and doing flips on the trampoline.
Labels: Camping, David, Swimming, Timothy