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The littles and I were home alone last night while Mr. Keller snuck away for a quick hunting trip in Franklin county. We had pizza and chocolate chip cookies. I let Morgy stay up a little later than normal. We folded clothes together, which he loves to do. He's learned how to fold washcloths the right way and he's so proud of himself!

My usual friday nighter is Dateline, but I decided since I was home alone, that probably wasn't a very good idea. I ended up watching HGTV until 2am. Bottom line: I procratinate going to bed when there's no one to snuggle next to. So, today I'm tired.

I'm proud to say I cooked all week, which is a fairly big deal. Mr. Keller is proud of me.

A few days ago, I wasn't feeling so great and Morgan took notice and asked if he could say a prayer for me. So he did. And it was precise and sweet and perfect, and in it he said twice, "and we love our mom so much". Then later on in the day, he asked if he could say another one for me. And he did. The next day I really did feel much better. I cannot believe how much he pays attention. I'm so thankful he's beginning to understand the concept of prayer and how we can ask Heavenly Father for help. It's amazing to me how second nature the basic principles of the gospel are for little ones. I love my sweetheart boy. He's also memorized his part in the primary program. We worked with him a few times one evening and the next morning he remembered it perfectly. He hasn't forgotten it since. Mr. Keller and I were so excited we both immediately wanted to call our moms. How's that for a proud-parent moment! I was just beaming!

Danny's been snuggly this week. He's been climbing on my lap whenever I sit down and he just stays there. He's also been constantly jabbering lately, too. He has his own language, with no recognizable words. He sounds like chinese and he talks so fast. It's so funny to us. But he's definitely trying to communicate. He points and looks at us and talks and talks. He thinks he's so big. He loves to copy big brother. They love chasing each other around and making each other laugh. When I hear them laughing and playing in the other room, I think to myself: Yes, this is why we had child numero dos. I so love this brotherhood.

The new house is coming along and we're getting more and more anxious. Of course, our original plan was to be moving next week, but we're still a few more weeks out. Mostly, we're just waiting for the kitchen cabinets. Our contractor guy took this next week off for hunting, so work will be a little slower, but he's mostly done. Mr. Keller and I are looking forward to making a long list of finshing touches that need to happen. Of course everything takes forever, and I've been disappointed more than once. Many of the windows had to be reordered because apparently an idiot measured them -- same with the doors. How's a 2 inch gap beneath the door that leads to the garage? I'm learning if I want to get something done right, I had better do it my damn self. All I want is for people to do their jobs right. Integrity. And please don't suggest the word 'mistake'. I've had too many mistakes to deal with and I'm seriously so done. What a process. I have one more major decision to make about the kitchen backsplash and countertop. If only I could decide what color!!! I've literally ordered over $100 in samples over the last two months; that's how OCD this has become. I know I sound so bratty, but I just want to love it and I haven't come across "the one" yet. Of course, if our budget was the sky, I could've picked something a long time ago. : ) Someday! And thank heavens for Pinterest. I've used it so much the last two months! It's a time-waster, but also a big help when it comes to projects like this! I love my pinterest!!!!!!!!