Joseph turned 8 this September. I do not know how these years go by so quickly. I remember when he was Daniel's age and toddling around my kitchen with the same phonics magnet, half-dressed.
Life.
This is our cupola. Joseph has been trying to help Matt with the "Big Guy" chores around the house, so when Matt said he needed to go vacuum up the cupola, Joseph RAN.
This was Thomas's first time up in the cupola without crying. He is afraid of heights, as is his mother before him and her father before her, etc.
But the challenge of being outdone. My gosh, even just the idea that Joseph could do something he couldn't...
Not okay.
They get that competitive side from me.
It's a Schwalm thing.
But so is the stubbornness that GETS STUFF DONE.
So, I'm going to call this "Winning!"
