Bonita

    I am thankful for such an inspiring, busy family, and that we got to visit them.  I am also thankful to be home!  Baby K slept so well last night, the boys did to, until M fell out of bed this morning, I guess he got used to sleeping on his mattress on the floor.

    On the way home, the lady washing tables at McDonalds cooed at K, and called her Bonita, then explained that that meant beautiful in Spanish, and told me about her children here and back in Mexico.  When the guys came back from the rest room, she remarked how blessed we are with the 3 kids.  Isn’t that the truth.
    K is of course a beautiful baby, but I think the sweetest thing about her is her friendly smile.  It’s as if she greets the world by saying,"Hi, I’m K.  I have 7 teeth, different colored eyes and I like you.  Want to play peek-a-boo?"
    She started cruising and stair climbing at my in-laws house.  She has learned to sit down again once she is up, so she doesn’t get trapped standing in her crib so much though she still thinks sleep a waste of time!