Distracted

I leave Abigail painting in the kitchen while I go downstairs for a few minutes. After said few minutes expired, Abigail comes down stairs with green paint all over her legs and hands.

Mom: Abigail, I'm so sad you painted on your skin. I guess that means I have to take the paint away for a while. What a bummer.

Abigail: I'm so sorry Mom. I got distracted. I was trying to write my name on the paper and I got distracted.

Mom: Yes, I see this.

Story Time

Yesterday Abigail had a friend over to play. After painting in the kitchen, they moved into her room to read books. Abigail picked up "The Pied Piper" and proceed to "read" it to her friend. After hearing a bunch of nonsense words from her as she pointed to the pictures and turned the pages, I hear, "Let's go read 'One Pretty Princess.'"

She picks up said princess book and sings the words to her friend. She has this book memorized and it looks like she's reading it.

Abigail was a cute story teller to her friend.

Beautiful

Abigail says to Keith during sacrament meeting: I’m going to go potty then I’m going to see Mom because she’s beautiful

Grateful

I love to listen to Abigail pray. She likes to tell Heavenly Father the things she is grateful for. Tonight, it sounded like this:

Dear Heavenly Father
I'm thankful for my mom,
and my dad,
and Lillian,
and Abigail,
and my friends,
and my hands,
and my feet,
and my blanket,
and for Jesus,
in the name of Jesus Christ
Amen

I was so pleased. Later, I said to her, "I'm grateful for my hands and feet, too. They're so handy

Without hesitating, she replied:

And so feety!