Just Kenedy

I have been the worst blogger lately. I keep thinking I am going to get better, but it is just not happening. I have started a catch-up post so I can catch-up since July and it is taking forever. This is why you should not get behind in blogging. I could just skip the last few months, but since this blog is for my birthmoms and for my journal, I'd better get the long post done! So while I am slaving away on my procrastinations, I thought I would give all something to read! Enjoy!

P.S. For those of you who have been wondering, our Birthfather filed an extension so we did not go to court on the 29th. Don't you think that if "your child" was growing up with some "complete strangers" and you are fighting to get him back, that you would want to hurry things up a bit? I should be getting a new date today. Hopefully it will be soon and we can just have this all over with! Lincoln turns six months this week and we should be taking him to court and the temple, but since a special man decided it was time to fight after he was already three months old, now we have to wait. Can you tell I am a bit irritated!

P.S.S These stories come from Kenedy's journal, so they are rough draft. Please excuse my grammar and punctuation. It is this or nothing folks! LOL!

"I'm Just a Baby!"

Kenedy can get a little rough with Lincoln. Most of the time she is just trying to play, but ends up hurting him. I am constantly saying,
"Careful Kenny! He is just a baby!"
Well today, I was curling her hair and she said,
"Don't burn me, ok mommy? I am just a baby!"
Kenedy you are too funny!




King Benjamin

A couple of weeks ago AJ and Carrera were in charge of family night. They did a role play of the story of King Benjamin. Aj dressed up like King Benjamin and got on my mom's roof to preach to us. Kenedy was so amazed by this. During scripture study she sat so still when we read about King Benjamin and all week she would tell me that she wanted to see the Kingdom (aka King Benjamin) again. So Friday night I told her that we have a prophet just like King Benjamin named Thomas S. Monson and that he would be speaking to us on the T.V. She was so excited and she said,
"Momma, he wave to me and say, "Hi Kenedy, Hi!"
When conference started on Saturday, I told her to come and listen to the Prophet. She came running in and had her eyes glued to the television. After about ten minutes, she said,
"Daddy, hurry the prophet is talking to us!"
Children are the best examples! I wish I had her enthusiasm!


Chesties

The other day Kenedy picked up my bra and put it on. We then had the following conversation:

Kenedy: "Mom, nook, I have chesties!"
Mom: "They are beautiful!"
Kenedy: "Yep!" (With the pressed mouth look)
Kenedy: "They are just like Belle's" (While touching her chesties)
Mom: Does Belle have Chesties?
Kenedy: "Yep. Where are your Chesties Mom?"
Mom: "Right here Kenedy "
Kenedy: Mom, I like your Chesties!"
Mom: Thanks Babe!"

This post is all about Kenedy, but I can't leave this little man out!