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Dancing and singing

Aspen has her first official favorite song. It's Dance Monkey by Tones and I. When we turn it on you go crazy, Baby girl. Hands up, legs kicking and "singing" every word! It is adorable!

Luckily it's the current favorite of everyone in the family. Eisley loves it because she knows the words and can sing along to it. Brendon and I love it because it is rarely on the radio and it has such a unique sound to it. Even J was a little caught off guard by how much he liked it.

Brendon suggested we make a family music video to it and I would LOVE that but we have not found a time yet. Our family music video to "All About That Base" is adorable. We need more of that.

Aspen is now 10 months old. Not even close to walking but she is loving crawling and pulling herself up on things. Sometimes she'll walk along furniture but not more than a couple steps. She is constantly getting into the dogs dishes so that's fun. She also loves Cheerios and really any food that comes her way. She does not turn down food! I think it all goes to her luscious little leg rolls and that is OK with me! She was the cutest pineapple for Halloween and did not complain about it all night. Aspen loves baths and playing with water. Even when it splashes her she is good to go!

 






Eisley is causing some trouble. She got lunch detention for pushing a boy in line. They were playing and she wouldn't stop. He wasn't hurt but she got in trouble for not keeping her hands to herself. Two days later she got in trouble for kissing that same boy on the cheek! She admitted to me she has a crush on him, which I think is the best! Eisley was a bird for Halloween and then R2D2 and then a skeleton. She couldn't make up her mind and no costume was just right. She was the first to be done trick or treating on Halloween. Too much walking for her poor little legs! Eisley has her first wiggly tooth and she has told EVERYONE about it!



 



Kaybree is still awesome. She has been enjoying a lot of freedom lately ever since she learned to ride a bike with no training wheels. She wants to ride all the time. We've been letting her ride to the park down the street by herself and she loves doing that multiple times a day. She also packed her own lunch last week. There is nothing she can't read and no math problem she can't solve! She was a gypsy for Halloween. Turns out 7 year olds don't know what gypsys are and I'm not totally sure how to explain it. She saw the dress, it make a pretty tingling sound when it moves and we went for it.










J is always changing. He is the maturest he has ever been and yet still can't seem to function at school. It's mostly his sailor's mouth that gets him into trouble. I personally think that's silly--and this is coming from someone who does not allowing swearing in my home. I just think if the kid is at school and participating he should be allowed to participate, even if he uses poor language sometimes. He did sign a voluntary when he turned 18 which means he can stay with us in foster care for three more years. He just got a girlfriend though and has big plans of moving out as soon as possible with a couple friends. They all seem to struggle holding down jobs so I'm not sure how well that's going to work out. He seems so mature when I'm talking to him that I think "Of course he can move out and live life on his own!" and then I look in his bank account and see the $1. I reminded him just a couple days ago his phone bill would be going through on Friday and he needs to have money in his account and that's not happening. So his phone will be shut off. So budgeting is not his strong suit. Neither is school. Neither is hard work. Neither is keeping his mouth shut. How do I convince the world to see the good kid I see? How do I convince him he can be successful?


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