Can we say hard Headed?

Which do you think is more hard headed, boys or girls? I don't know because I have both, and this week the winner issssss, the girls. Let me tell ya, last night everyone was in the bed (I thought) when I hear someone tumbling down the stairs. It was Lydia Grace! She had decided to try to come down the stairs in a pair of mamma's high heels. I am like OH cheese and crackers, what are you doing? So as I am trying to blog, I turn around and she is coming out of my closet with the same heels on. Now don't get me wrong, every girl should have a pair, but she has a whole box of them, her size. But that is my Lydia Grace, she is as girly as it get. She can have nothing else, but as long as she has high heels and a purse, she is just fine. And she gets it honest, when she was 3 weeks old, my sister bought her a Coach purse, and looked at me and said "every girl has to have one". So what do you say to something like that?
Now on to contestant number two. Alexis Riley, that one, I don't even know where she get her hard headed-ness from. I have never seen such a little person be so stubborn. And too, maybe it is her age. But I am going to tell ya by your third one, you are like bring it on. That child sat in time out for 45 Min's. Yes, that is right, 45 Min's. Over Easter break. Now it didn't start out that way, she was just going to be there for a min., and I asked her "are you going to be a good girl?" Her response was to just look at me, so I said OK, sit there. She didn't cry or anything. She would try to get up, I said no, are you gong to be good? If you are going to be good you can get up. She sits back down, and smiles. So that is why it took so long. She finally said, "good girl". And she got to get up. This little lady also love high heels and a purse.
My calm one is Johnny, Oh thank you Lord for giving me him first. No fussing, no fighting, just Ahhhhhhh. Oh, all my babies are the best thing in the world. And I love every moment I am with them, watching the grow, play, learn. Even through the long days when everyone isn't all that happy, I thank the Lord for every min. I am so blessed, for my children and my loving husband. And that man need an award for being married to me. Heehee. Oh please, when you think you are at the end of your rope, just sit back and look at what you have. Don't get made at the sharpie on the wall, or the paint on your chair, because there might be a time when you wish you could just see that mark again.