the house. It wasn't part of the original plan, but that's how remodels go. They tend to get bigger than first planned, and deadlines get pushed further back. I haven't decided on the front door paint yet, or I may just leave it wood.
This morning at breakfast Joseph prayed, toward the end of his prayer he prayed something I've never heard him pray before. He said, "An, help my muscles get strwonger, so I can pull back a bow." This has just recently been of great concern to him. He really wants to shoot a bow and arrow.
After he finished his breakfast, he asked for an extra glass of milk, "Cuz, it's healffy for me and will make my muscles grow, right?!"