So my mom saved almost all of my dance costumes (even ones from around E's age) and I finally pulled them out for the girls to play with. Of course they don't pick out the ones that are their size. I'm sure I wouldn't have either at their age. I took multiple pics and could
not get E to stand still for any of them.

All of my children have worn
camo as babies (coming from a hunting family and marrying a man who also hunts), and I realized that V will be too big for it soon if I didn't hurry. So here he is thrilled with his attire.

J said, "Mom, now take one of me and the baby". He is
uber good with his little brother. If I'm making dinner and baby starts to cry, often J will say "I'll take care of him Mom" and then he proceeds to lay next to him and talk to him. SO SWEET! And yes, I am "mom" now. I'm still "mommy" to E, and sometimes I make J say "mom" or "mama". It's so cliche', but they really do grow up so fast. The other day D and I were talking and somehow it made me think of J getting married someday and I started to cry! Goodness, he's only 6 1/2. Still, I can't handle the thought. Another great reason for the Lord to take us now!