Scream, Scream, Scream, I Love to Scream!!!

There is a song in primary that goes: "Scream, scream, scream, I love to scream! I love to scream a song, scream, scream, scream!" Or at least that's how I think it goes. You see, I haven't actually been to primary yet, but my mom tells me all about it. Anyways, I love this song because it describes my greatest talent beautifully: screaming. It all started when I was born. The nurse kept saying something like, "Come on baby scream! Scream for your mama. Let's hear those new lungs." So I thought to myself, "I'll show her!" and I let out a big wail. You know the kind that makes the ears split:

Pause! We need to admire how cute I am before we continue my blog post:

I could see how proud my parents looked after my literally breathtaking scream. They even started crying they were so moved! That's when I officially began to explore my talent. This next picture is me screaming in my car seat on our way out of the hospital:

 

This is me screaming for the camera and showing off my sweet skills:

This is me screaming with my cute cousins:

This is me screaming while my Aunt Anne is holding me:

And this my favorite screaming picture, it really captures my tongue technique.  I call this type of scream the "tear wiper" because it can bring tears to my mother's eyes again if I keep it up for a while:

When I had my blessing, I knew I had my opportunity to share my talent with all those attending. So I screamed the whole time. Yep, amazing huh? My dad even said in the blessing,  "...and Madelyn, Sweetheart, I guess I'll make this short..." I was deeply moved and did a reenactment for the camera:

Needless to say, I found out that my crying abilities come from a severe case of reflux. My mom always talks about looking at the blessings that come from trials and I realized that my amazing lungs are the blessing that comes from my reflux problems. Some days are really hard to handle but other days I find myself sleeping and smiling. This picture made my parents laugh and smile because I had a little "accident" before they took the picture. I guess I was nervous for my first bath at home:

The rest of these pictures are for your enjoyment:

Yep, I hope you enjoyed those adorable pictures. It looks like my mom isn't busy right now so I'm going to go practice some more of my talent to help occupy her time.

Wynette: The Irony of Her Departure

Tonight John and I are mourning. We are trying so hard to smile and be happy for Wynette but we miss her. John and I have been crying on and off tonight. We will turn around and see her rug without her there and start crying. John can't even take the kennel out to the garage yet. He's having a really tough time and he is sick, which doesn't help. The irony comes into play because this week my three-month nephew was diagnosed with Leber's disease, which ironically causes blindness. Right now all he can see is light and will most likely be blind his whole life. With broken hearts we said good-bye to Wynette and knew that she was born to lead and she has a purpose for someone as precious as my nephew. Perhaps God let us care for her so we could know about the Guide Dog program in years to come for my sweet nephew. .

Here are some of my favorite pictures of our puppy (she will always be a puppy to us) during her last few weeks with us. By the way, Wynette earned the name of Mary Puppins in our kennel club: she truly was practically perfect in every way.