Reese is a hoot. He is so full of personality and says the funniest things:
The other day we were going to the splash pad. When we got out of the car Reese saw a little girl and said in a super excited voice, "Mom! I want to punch that girl in the FACE! Her shoes are SO CUTE! We have to buy some for Jovi!"
We say prayers every night. And for Reese it's a love/hate thing. Sometimes he is all for it and other nights we are forcing him to say prayers. Well, the other night he had a bad dream. So that night we asked in our prayers to have good dreams. Reese woke up the next morning and said, "Jesus Christ helped me, Mom! I didn't have any bad dreams!"
When he saw a decoration in my Mom's house, "CUTE!.... Darling." OMH. I thought that was so funny.
He always calls his sister "Jovi, Joves".
|reese and jovi ready for church.. probably my favorite picture ever!|
Reese is a clumsy little thing. He has more bruises and bumps than I can count.
this picture of his legs does not do it justice