- Aquadoodles for an artistic little 1-year-old
- Garlic Texas Toast with added shredded cheddar on top
- Garlic Texas Toast on a plate of spaghetti
- 1:00-3:30 (Naptime)
- My cute Marvelous Husband after a fresh haircut
- Reading Brown Bear, Brown Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, and The Very Hungry Caterpillar...and then listening to Jaclyn read it to us.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Thankful Thursday
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
If the Guess is Right
My friend MCK Mama is throwing a fabulously fun party over at Mycharmingkids.net. I'm inviting you to come on over and join in. There.are.prizes....well, go on...anyone can win.
Don't forget your party hat.
Edited for your information:
The winner doesn't get a pat on the back...MCK Mama is far more rewarding than that. She'll send you a gift certificate to Happy Green Bee's online store. How proud would I be, if you won...my blogging friend.
Don't forget your party hat.
Edited for your information:
The winner doesn't get a pat on the back...MCK Mama is far more rewarding than that. She'll send you a gift certificate to Happy Green Bee's online store. How proud would I be, if you won...my blogging friend.
Monday, January 14, 2008
The Sermon on the Mount on Our Way to Church.
The following was heard on our way to church yesterday.
Julia: "Jesus I want you to go in my heart right now. And, I want you to stay there. Yep. Stay right there (pointing to her heart). Say it Lukie! Say, Jesus, I want you to----hey guys does Jesus drive a car?"
Daddy: "Jesus doesn't need to drive a car. He is everywhere all the time."
Julia: "I'm so glad that Jesus is going to do everything and he's going to bring me heaven. Remember Luke, Jesus was a little baby and now He is the big man in heaven so..say it Lukie, say Jesus, come in my heart right now."
Luke: "Ehas, wwwwite now.
Julia: "HEY GUYS! Did you just hear that? That was sooo cute!"
Exactly what we were thinking the whole time.
Julia: "Jesus I want you to go in my heart right now. And, I want you to stay there. Yep. Stay right there (pointing to her heart). Say it Lukie! Say, Jesus, I want you to----hey guys does Jesus drive a car?"
Daddy: "Jesus doesn't need to drive a car. He is everywhere all the time."
Julia: "I'm so glad that Jesus is going to do everything and he's going to bring me heaven. Remember Luke, Jesus was a little baby and now He is the big man in heaven so..say it Lukie, say Jesus, come in my heart right now."
Luke: "Ehas, wwwwite now.
Julia: "HEY GUYS! Did you just hear that? That was sooo cute!"
Exactly what we were thinking the whole time.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
I'm Not Gonna Lie..so I'll Be Quite Honest.
"I'm not gonna lie" is a phrase I picked up from my alma mater. It stuck and I still use it.
So, that's just what I'm going to do.
Here it goes.
I'm not gonna lie, as I was backing our truck out of my husband's stall this afternoon on my way to run errands--I hit the snowbank, AGAIN! It's not the first, and I'm sure it's not the last. In fact, I'm quite positive I've hit that snowbank EVERY TIME I've tried to crank that truck around our absurdly designed driveway. There's never any damage done but I'm sure people wonder why his license plate imprint is on the pile of snow near our driveway.
And while we're on the car subject, I love jammin' out while I'm driving. Solo or with the kids, it doesn't matter. The radio is cranked, we're dancing in our car(seats), and Toby Mac is accompanying us to some "Extreme Days" cuts, it's great.
And, I'll be honest, I have a love for words. I used to have a "favorite words" list that included words such as: plethora, enchantment, pinking (as in "pinking shears"), and LaDainian Tomlinson. It's got to be the way some words roll off the tongue.
And, I'm not gonna lie, I frequently put on my make-up embarrassingly forgetting my mascara. It was just yesterday when I did this and then ran out to do some things (in public). For some strange reason I get bored 7/8 ths of the way through the make-up portion of getting ready and I go and do something else planning to return and finish my mascara....I guess, when I'm less bored, but forget.
Before closing, I'll admit this too: all of our 4under3 are/were tummy sleepers, I love love love giving unexpected gifts, I prefer a dessert over an appetizer (unlike my Marvelous husband), I reallllly miss swimming laps, I 'm a very aggressive driver, I get completely engrossed in Psalms, especially 139, the sound of the dishwasher and washing machine running makes me feel good, instantly I tear up when I drive by a car accident, when summer comes we'll be outside playing from 8:30am-6:00pm, and I melt while holding each child during "snuggle time" in their rocking chair the few minutes before each and EVERY nap and bedtime.
Ok, that feels much better, now that I got that out.
So, that's just what I'm going to do.
Here it goes.
I'm not gonna lie, as I was backing our truck out of my husband's stall this afternoon on my way to run errands--I hit the snowbank, AGAIN! It's not the first, and I'm sure it's not the last. In fact, I'm quite positive I've hit that snowbank EVERY TIME I've tried to crank that truck around our absurdly designed driveway. There's never any damage done but I'm sure people wonder why his license plate imprint is on the pile of snow near our driveway.
And while we're on the car subject, I love jammin' out while I'm driving. Solo or with the kids, it doesn't matter. The radio is cranked, we're dancing in our car(seats), and Toby Mac is accompanying us to some "Extreme Days" cuts, it's great.
And, I'll be honest, I have a love for words. I used to have a "favorite words" list that included words such as: plethora, enchantment, pinking (as in "pinking shears"), and LaDainian Tomlinson. It's got to be the way some words roll off the tongue.
And, I'm not gonna lie, I frequently put on my make-up embarrassingly forgetting my mascara. It was just yesterday when I did this and then ran out to do some things (in public). For some strange reason I get bored 7/8 ths of the way through the make-up portion of getting ready and I go and do something else planning to return and finish my mascara....I guess, when I'm less bored, but forget.
Before closing, I'll admit this too: all of our 4under3 are/were tummy sleepers, I love love love giving unexpected gifts, I prefer a dessert over an appetizer (unlike my Marvelous husband), I reallllly miss swimming laps, I 'm a very aggressive driver, I get completely engrossed in Psalms, especially 139, the sound of the dishwasher and washing machine running makes me feel good, instantly I tear up when I drive by a car accident, when summer comes we'll be outside playing from 8:30am-6:00pm, and I melt while holding each child during "snuggle time" in their rocking chair the few minutes before each and EVERY nap and bedtime.
Ok, that feels much better, now that I got that out.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Dearest Norah,
I wanted to pass this bit of information along, because frankly, it's long overdue.
That cute "motorboat" sound that comes out of your mouth..with every bit of gusto from your 6.5 month old little body, it's adorable! It really is. How you vibrate your little lips together making us check twice for the fisherman that's sailing around our house. It's adorable when we're playing on the floor and your inches from a toy that you really want, it's adorable when you see your bottle but can't get it in your mouth fast enough, and it's really adorable when you're so tired and can't seem to get to your crib soon enough to satisfy.
But what's not adorable, my dear Norah, is when you're practicing the "chew and swallow" skill (that doesn't seem to be going as smoothly as I remember from past years) and your mouth is full of rice cereal/oatmeal/sweet potatoes/squash/or anything else I've pureed for you...and you bring out the "motorboat."
I take that back, it was adorable...the first day. But it's no longer, during this 4th week.
Signed,
Your pleading mommy
I wanted to pass this bit of information along, because frankly, it's long overdue.
That cute "motorboat" sound that comes out of your mouth..with every bit of gusto from your 6.5 month old little body, it's adorable! It really is. How you vibrate your little lips together making us check twice for the fisherman that's sailing around our house. It's adorable when we're playing on the floor and your inches from a toy that you really want, it's adorable when you see your bottle but can't get it in your mouth fast enough, and it's really adorable when you're so tired and can't seem to get to your crib soon enough to satisfy.
But what's not adorable, my dear Norah, is when you're practicing the "chew and swallow" skill (that doesn't seem to be going as smoothly as I remember from past years) and your mouth is full of rice cereal/oatmeal/sweet potatoes/squash/or anything else I've pureed for you...and you bring out the "motorboat."
I take that back, it was adorable...the first day. But it's no longer, during this 4th week.
Signed,
Your pleading mommy
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Immunoglobulin Cellular Swimmers
This is what I looked over at just the other day causing me to... gasp!What's the big deal, you ask? It's quite the messy face, but not a big deal when it's the messy face of your 1-year-old lovingly enjoying his Monster Cookie that he gets few of, right?
Well, what if I told you that milliseconds previous to my....gasp...I answered a phone call from the clinic that was relaying this "messy faced little boy's" blood work results from his allergy test?
Hmmmm...wait for it, wait for it.
"An EGG WHITE ALLERGY???" I asked. What the heck is an egg white allergy? And how do you keep a child from skin and bones when he has an EGG WHITE ALLERGY? He's not going to go into anaphalactic shock now that he just ate 2 cookies from a batch that called for 3 EGGS?
Long story short, Oli's immunoglobulin cellular swimmers and antibodily fighters have decided enough is enough with the eggs and want to prove it by causing him to break out and swell up.
Who knows anything about any of this? Much advice is appreciated.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Kindred Spirit
Do you have one of those "kindred spirit" friends?
The type that lives thousands of miles away and you wish you could see more often because you miss her like crazy. The type that even though you know you and her were born to two completely different mothers you still feel as if you are sisters (identical twin sisters). The type that no matter how much time comes between seeing eachother you know you'll pick right up where you left off.
Here's to you Moe.
The type that lives thousands of miles away and you wish you could see more often because you miss her like crazy. The type that even though you know you and her were born to two completely different mothers you still feel as if you are sisters (identical twin sisters). The type that no matter how much time comes between seeing eachother you know you'll pick right up where you left off.
Here's to you Moe.
An Army of Frogs A Crash of Rhinos
A "rough-and-With the small amount of truth that's in all of that, I wouldn't consider myself one who someday makes it into the Ski Hall of Fame, nor the rest of our group for that matter, (Although, my Marvelous husband is a serious speed skier and was the first one down the hill no matter what.) but it was a great time had by all.
Thanks Leah and Justin for joining in.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Simply Hard. Hardly Simple.
With the return to "normal" life just a day away, I muse over the events from the past few days. How remarkably refreshing this retreat has been! Placing my mommy-role aside and focusing on my wifey-role while catering to my me-role...it's been rejuvinating.Inasmuch as our trip has been filled with involvedness (concentration down black diamonds, dinner dates with friends, squeezing into very fitting ski boots, nursing sore muscles and twisted joints back to health) its simplicity is what comes to mind right now.
How simple it's been to leave our 4under3 with family members. After the 3rd full day away, Jaclyn and Oli needed no more than a simple "Hello" from us before running off to put the finishing touches on their fort in the livingroom.
How hard it's been to pull myself out of a scalding hot shower and steaming hot bath knowing there were no little bodies out there that needed me.
How simple it is to bring the children up in almost every single conversation the entire time we've been away.
How hard it is to remember why I yearned for the warmth of springtime when there are blue skies, white hills, and pristine winters to enjoy while downhill sking.
How simple it is to miss the children on this much needed "vaca," especially when I saw many adorable little people learning to ski. I wished I could hijack an emergency helicopter and fly home to get Jaclyn.
How hard it is to laugh uncontrollably while trying to maintain my balance simultaneously. I watched a friend brave the fast approaching slope-but she finished unsuccessfully.
More to come on our trip...
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
We're Signing Off....
My 6 day blogging sabbatical is about to begin. A MUCH needed skiing vacation for me and my "Crazy-in-love(r)" begins tomorrow at naptime. A combination of grandmas, great aunts, and great grandmas will be holding our house up while feeding hungry mouths (some easier than others...I haven't told you that the twins started solids right before Christmas), playing dress-up "Princess-style," and making rumbling-cornpicking-combine noises while we are gone.
I can't tell you what perfect timing this break is for us...a serious amount of Cabin Fever has set in.
So, while I'm gone...during this upcoming Minnesota heatwave, stay cool like the underside of your pillow.
I can't tell you what perfect timing this break is for us...a serious amount of Cabin Fever has set in.
So, while I'm gone...during this upcoming Minnesota heatwave, stay cool like the underside of your pillow.
Poof, Bye Bye Memory Bank.
The other day J was sitting at the computer watching the screensaver slideshow pictures scroll by when I walked into the office. It is a bunch of my favorite pictures that date back to L's birth. This particular picture came on and I commented about it.
"No," she replied matter-of-factly.
"You don't remember the day you turned 2 and Luke and I took you to your doctor appointment? Then we stopped at the Great Harvest Bread Company for some bread and took a coffee to go, you don't remember that day?"
Calmly she responded, "No, Momma."
"J, don't you remember we had a mini-photoshoot on the sidewalk where you were looking so dang cute and I wanted to eat you up?"
That is one of my favorite memories of her turning two, and poof...it is no longer a memory of hers.
"No," she replied matter-of-factly.
"You don't remember the day you turned 2 and Luke and I took you to your doctor appointment? Then we stopped at the Great Harvest Bread Company for some bread and took a coffee to go, you don't remember that day?"
Calmly she responded, "No, Momma."
"J, don't you remember we had a mini-photoshoot on the sidewalk where you were looking so dang cute and I wanted to eat you up?"
"No."
(Silence fell, and a tear thought about forming in my one eye.)That is one of my favorite memories of her turning two, and poof...it is no longer a memory of hers.
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