Turns out Preston likes knives. In Mike's bathroom drawer, he stuck a pocket knife he got for Christmas. Preston found it and it was so hard to get it away from him. He loves the flashlight on it. Luckily he could only get the compass out. After we took the knife away, he started screaming, "Knife! Knife!" It was quite funny. Maysen said, "I've never heard him scream like that." I reminded her that she would get to sleep during the night when he was a baby...we got to listen to that!
In other news, Stockton says cute prayers. He says things like, "Thank thee that we get to live on thy creation. It's beautiful and we want to live here a long, long time." I can't remember the exact words. I'm sure his are cuter.
In other news, Stockton says cute prayers. He says things like, "Thank thee that we get to live on thy creation. It's beautiful and we want to live here a long, long time." I can't remember the exact words. I'm sure his are cuter.
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