Couple of Kaylen Stories

Today I want to tell you a funny story and also let you in on one of my favorite parts of the day. This first picture is Kaylen during our nightly prayer time. I am so proud of her. She has the biggest heart! At night, after bathtime, we neal by her bed and say our prayers. She loves this time. She loves naming off all of the people she wants to pray for. She will tell me a name and I will say a quick prayer for them. Sometimes we get into made up names - that can get interesting. But she lists lots of people and if Jonah or Rylie's mom (I know only Rylie's mom would) are reading this... She prays for them every single night! Of course she also prays for our family, all 4 grandparents and my sister. That is the main list... sometimes a Katherine gets thrown in there. Anyway, I wanted to show you guys how cute she is:

Now, you might ask what this next picture is of... I will get to that. I have to back up a few days first. (Mom, you're going to really relate to this story.)On Tuesday Kaylen began crying whenever I would wipe her nose. I would ask her if her nose hurt and she would say "uh huh, hut mommy". I just thought she had a sore in there or something. This went on Tuesday Night and on Wedneday as well. So last night after bathtime I wrapped Kaylen up in her towel and as we always do, we cuddled a bit before getting dressed. (Another one of my favorite times of the day) While I was cuddling with her, I thought I was seeing some glitter up her nose. So I asked Allen to come and look. Sure enough he saw it too. So we got the tweezers and held her down. I held her down and Allen began digging for the unknown object of glitter. She was screaming bloody murder! I didnt think we were going to get it out and we couldnt tell what it was. Finally, while Allen was holding her nostril open, she blew out and.... pop! went the peent glittery bead! I guess it had been up there for 2 days! She was so cute afterwords because she was really upset with her Daddy. He was telling her he was sorry for having to do that and could he have a hug... she would say no, no daddy and push him away. I asked her if her nose hurt anymore and she said no. Then she said, "tank you, mommy." I told her that her Daddy had made it not hurt. So she said, "tank you, daddy." Then he asked for a hug again... No, No daddy! He was crushed but after about 30 seconds she got out of my lap and said, "Tank you, daddy" and gave him a huge hug. It was really sweet! Anyway, here is that crazy peent bead: