DOD...

I never cease to be amazed by all my daughter takes in, all that is molding her precious heart, mind and soul.

We're using Children Desiring God curriculum some at bedtime for our Bible story. I've enjoyed the format and the focus and some of their scripture memory tools. They have a set of cards on a ring with pictures that prompt your child to remember scripture verses. We've been working on a couple, Genesis 1:1 and Matthew 6:24. At any rate, last night at bedtime, we were going over the story of creation. So, as we began the story, we reminded our little girl of the verse we'd been memorizing, Genesis 1:1. (Currently, all she knows of the verse is "wu-wu" (1:1).)

After we read the story and sang a song and thanked God for creating ALL THINGS Little One picked up the notebook we'd told the story out of and proceeded to tell her daddy and me the story of creation. It went something like this...

Wu-wu (Genesis 1:1)

No tees (trees)

No pu-pu (puppies)

No mu-mu (monkeys)

No bu (birds)

No mu (milk)

DOD!!

Yep, precious daughter of mine, there was nothing, absolutely nothing and then...GOD.

All Out of Sorts...

So, it seems we've been an incomplete family for months. It's probably been a month in all reality but we are beginning to feel the effects...

My hubby was at a convention in the middle of June, we were all together for a week, then the kiddos and I headed to the TX Panhandle to stay with my nephews for another week and now, this week, Daddy's gone again.

Personally, I have eaten two entire boxes of Cocoa Puffs since Wednesday...the fault is my own, but I'd like to blame it on separation anxiety.

My daughter's favorite words have become one of the many derivatives of "me", me, my, myself, mine...most often in a louder than necessary voice, oh, that and "No!".

My son, who is the easiest baby to put to sleep I have EVER seen, has begun crying, and crying, and crying when I lay him down. And, at times, he simply cannot be consoled. FYI, for new mommies, don't try to calm a screaming, angry, baby by encouraging him to nurse. It can be detrimental to mama's health!

As for my husband, I don't know exactly how he's fairing, but I'm sure he misses us as much as we miss him.

Oh how we miss:

- hearing the garage door go up, so we can run through the house screaming, "Daddy, Daddy" and "Hubby, Hubby."

- trips to "owes" (Lowes), so a little girl and her daddy can spend time together and a mommy can get the floor mopped (or some blogs read).

- piggy-back rides, wrestling on the floor and hide and go seek with daddy.

- night-night with daddy, this praying over the phone is getting old.

- splashing in the tub...mommy's not nearly as patient with big splashes.

Come home soon, Daddy!!

Zoo Membership

How many times can a mommy take her little ones to the zoo? Enough times that my two year old daughter noticed one of the zebras was missing today AND that the bears were not in their place. She noticed that both of the mountain goats were there, she's quite concerned when one or both is not there, and that the elephant was not standing near the water, where he usually stands. We like routine!

I told my husband a zoo membership was silly, a waste of money...oh how very, very wrong I was. Here are some pictures of just a few of the times we've been.

May 2008

July 2008

March 2009

May 2009

May 2009 - again

May 2009 - Bubby

Randomness...

This little girl is growing up so quickly.  She's talking like crazy, and while her daddy and I are the only folks who understand her, she's learning new words, phrases, concepts, ALL of the time.  She's such fun.  One of her latest words is work..."Daddy's at work."  "This doesn't work." "Mommy, you work this puzzle with me."  Really, she says all of that, only instead of puzzle she says "bu"...bu can mean many, many things, banana, bread, puzzle, book, etc.  You totally have to pay attention to the context.  Or best, that's a new word too...and neat.  It's fun to hear her try them out in all sorts of different situations.

Seriously, Bubby is this happy.  He wakes up this happy...smiling, laughing and moving ALL of the time.  Unless I'm not feeding him fast enough.  If he thinks everyone else is getting to eat and he's not been put into his highchair and bibbed up, there is heck to pay.  Or, if it's nap time and he hasn't been put into his crib with a blankie, let's just say, he can have a temper.  (You do see that red hair don't you.  Need I say more?!)

PaPa and Zsa-Zsa stopped by on their way home from S.C.  They were only able to stay one night but we had such fun seeing them.  We all got up to head to breakfast at IHop before they got on the road but, after getting dressed and her face washed my daughter said, "Bye-bye, Mommy."  I told her, "Bubby and Mommy are going with you."  "No," she said, "Me, PaPa, Zsa-Zsa go out neat (eat)."  I asked, "You don't want Mommy and Baby to go with you to breakfast?"No, Me, PaPa, Zsa-Zsa go out neat."  I obliged...it was fun for her to spend sometime alone with PaPa and Zsa-Zsa, it was time for Bubby's nap and I got to mop the floor in peace and quiet.  But seriously, she didn't want me to go.  I'm not entirely sure how I feel about that!!!

Oh how I love being mommy to these kids!!

Day to Day

It seems like daily the munchkins are changing...Bubby had his first play date. It was such fun hanging with the boys!

He also began eating solids.  He was interested much earlier than his big sister and Mama held out as long as she could but he started being a bit demanding.  Avocado is his favorite...alright, it's all he gets to eat, but still, a big hit!

Sister moved to her big girl bed a while back and Bubby moved into the crib, thus, the cradle is empty...but very appealing.  Mama came around the corner the other day to find sister hanging out in Bubby's bed.  She couldn't resist putting Bubby in there too and getting a picture or two.

Recently Mama and Little One were talking about what being a friend is and Mama asked Sister her who her friends were.  "Bubby!" she said.  Of course...

 

Somedays, after a nap, we wake up looking like this.  And somedays, our attitude matches our hairdo!  (Mama's attitude that is, not Sister's!!)

Tutu Envy

My girl LOVES her tutu.  Last time Zsa-Zsa was in town she delivered a tutu to her favorite blue-eyed granddaughter.  Man, what a hit, as seen in a previous post.  However, after reading MckMama's blog and eyeing her little girl's tutu, it seems a bit inadequate...

What's a mommy tutu do?!  I'm telling you, I'm going to be on the look out for an extravagant tutu too!

Are we related or what?!

September 2007

May 2009