|headband c/o Zuzii|
Honor Rose has become our dainty bruiser. She asks for bows and headbands every day, and she carries around the boys' sweatbands like bracelets. I'm tempted get her a little purse for her birthday, although Chris might die. In addition, she's quite the bully. We've seen this coming for awhile now, but we're now able to nip it in the bud with time-outs. She follows directions to sit down and put her hands on her knees! It's amazing. We keep them short and sweet and ask her to say she's sorry, which she rarely does. She just stares with those stubborn blue eyes until we tell her she can get up.
Basically, we can't get enough of them - even when they're driving us all crazy.
Chris was right... they're God's little exclamation points.