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I have a favorite child. Admit it, you do too.

I don't love the others less. I just like them less. Is that horrible? I won't say who it is, but I'll give you a hint. It isn't the whiny one or the dud. Kyle's favorite is the dud, which just makes me feel bad for the whiny one. He's such a sweet boy, but must every sound out of his mouth be a whine?

Recently my favorite has been a delight to be with. He is polite and obedient and as funny as they come.

Honestly when I'm with the other two and they are behaving I like them just as much. The dud cuddles me and makes me feel like a million bucks. When we are separated I miss him the most. The whiner also has his plusses. That smile and his intense love for me. He would play with my hair and hug and kiss me all day if I let him. I think Heavenly Father made them love me extra so that they could stay in my good graces.

Still...

Put 'em in a lineup and I'd pick the same one every time.

Hef called, He wants his style back

My family was at the mall yesterday with Whitt, Amber and Ashley. We were just browsing, walking around, having a good time. We ended up in Fredricks of Hollywood. We are all just walking around seprately looking at different things. Pretty soon we hear Adam in a very dramatic voice say, "Oh Please marry me, my darlings!" He was in the window display talking to two rather scantily clad mannequins. We nearly died laughing. As we continued watching he stoked their arms and faces and gave them kisses. He was talking to them in a voice too low to hear. I think he was hashing out wedding details. It was just about the funniest thing I've ever seen him do. And the most reassuring. No sexual confusion for Adam, he knows exactly what he likes!

Priorities of a 4 year old

Today Caleb did a bratty thing. The turned the lock on my bedroom door and then walked out. "I locked the door!" He told me proudly. My door is the kind with just a hole in the middle. I have no key or instructions as to how it is opened. Levi was on the floor of my room. I sent Caleb to his room immediately while I tried to get my baby out.

While I was sticking things in the hole to figure out how to open it, Adam started freaking out. "We'll never get Levi out again!" It was the funniest freak out. He was turning circles and screaming about Levi cause he didn't know what he should be doing. It was kind of sweet. Unnecessary, but kind of sweet. I finally got him calm. He bucked up a little and put on a brave face. Then he says, "but we'll never get to play on your iPod or my Leapster again," and he breaks back down into tears.

What a funny booger. I'm convinced it was his video games that he was concerned about the whole time, not his brother.

Ps. We got the door open and Levi was just dandy. He had backed himself into my bathroom and he wasn't very happy about the cold floor, but he was fine.