"You better start praying to Jesus....."

Cooper David turned 7 months yesterday and I forgot to blog it! Sorry little man, mama was just so excited to be home. Cooper spent his 7th month of life perfecting table food, self feeding, getting from the sitting position to the crawling position, pulling himself up on furniture and getting his first 2 teeth. Yesterday he even made it a few inches crawling. I think month 8 is going to be a big one for this little man. He just got so big so fast and started getting around on his own so quickly that I feel like some of his baby months were stolen from me. I know, I know, he's still a baby, but I already miss the newborn weeks.

Today I'm wondering why I missed the kids so much this past weekend! Its been a tough day. Cooper wouldn't take his morning nap and Layla spent the morning crying and screaming because I put her blankets in the washer. She refused to take a bath and the whole time I was in the shower she was in our bed crying/screaming/whining. Halfway through my shower I called her into the bathroom and said, "Layla Faye Handsaker, if you're still crying by the time I get out of this shower you will go to time out. Now I suggest you get up on mommy's bed and start praying to Jesus to help you clam down and get some self control." I wish I would have had the next moment on tape. She runs back to our bed and I hear her literally crying out to the the Lord, "Jesus, help me to self obey and be control! Help my mommy be nice. I know my legs are long but I'm still just little" (Im sure Jesus knew what she meant). You'd think that would make me feel bad.....well, it didn't! But, when I got out of the shower she was up and playing, all was good.