I seem to remember (and document) the big events in our lives - birthdays, holidays, job changes... But what I want to remember is the little things - the way David and I hold hands, the way Karsten looks with his hands behind his head without a care in the world, Skyla's giggle, and Sierra's ability to block the world when she's reading. So here's to what I want to remember the most... the little moments of our lives that equal a much bigger picture.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Worstest Day Ever
Things are black and white when you're six. It's either good or bad. For Karsten, one thing goes bad and it's "the worstest day EVER!" Problem is, I hear that every single day. Maybe multiple times. And sometimes I even hear (on the same day as the "worstest" day), "This is the bestest day ever mom!" There are no in-between moments in Karsten's world.
I have since banned Karsten from labeling his day. We're working on the concept of moments and being in charge of what kind of day you're going to have. I sure do love my Karsten!!
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This guy just cracks me up. Yes, it's much better to live in the moment. :) Poor guy.
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