Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Picnics, Fro-yo, & Cookies

A few weeks ago, we went to Super Smokers for a fine dining experience. There were 4 families which equated if 634 kids and 6 adults... Okay, it was 12 kids and 8 adults (pretty much the same thing), but it was quite a scene. John thought he was pretty big stuff trying to put a straw in his sippy cup like everyone else.


We've decided Noah is old enough to do housework. I'm retiring. I just sit around and eat bon-bons while he runs the vacuum and does my housework. He always likes to help. And he is such a great helper.

John's hair just cracks me up... It's so long, but yet it looks short and well kept because of the super tight curls. He hasn't yet had a hair cut. (By the time Noah was this age, he'd had 4.)

In spite of some really nasty weather, we've also had some really great weather too. We've been having picnics. It's a little extra work to get everyone outside, but the clean up is a bit easier... I don't have to pick up all the food off the ground. We just leave it for our chipmunk (even though he broke our air conditioner last year).


Forced Smile

As mentioned some time ago, our house is on the market (or was). Our realtor recommended we paint the basement floor the spruce it up a bit before we officially listed it. So, we put Noah to work once again. He loves to help mommy and daddy. We listed our house on a Saturday and had an offer the next day. Eureka, here we come (if we can decide on some flooring)!

A few weeks ago (everything seems to be a few weeks ago...who is running this blog anyway!), we took the boys to Orange Leaf for some fro-yo. John and I secured an outside table while Greg and Noah went in to get the fro-yo. I told Greg to get Noah one of the fruit flavors and just get fruit on it. He came out with a LOT for fro-yo with chocolate syrup and M&Ms. And there was some fruit too... Noah was so happy with his treat.


Excuse the poor picture quality, but you use what you've got, right? I had the boys in the tub and Noah started washing John's hair. It was very sweet.

There's not much to say about this picture... Cookies in the oven.


Last week, we surprised MiMi for her birthday. While there, John pushed Poppy's little red chair around the kitchen (taking Hippo for a ride). My dad learned to walk pushing this same chair.

John made his first pictures last week. He made Mother's Day cards for Grandma and MiMi. He did have it all over himself too... Big mess.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mother's Day!

Sometimes it’s hard to see and appreciate all the many things moms do. So today, we want the moms among us to know just how special and appreciated they are.


Mothers wear many hats. You don’t appreciate all of these hats fully until you are yourself a mother. Many of these hats have multiple uses. (It’s just like a mom to get the most for her money, right?) Let’s take a look at just a few of these hats.

We all need food to survive. Moms wear a chef’s hat. When she wears this hat, she provides nourishment for her family. Sometimes the meals are gourmet. And sometimes, it’s out of a box. But nevertheless, these meals are all made with love and with the intent to satisfy one of the most basic needs of her children.

The chef’s hat is important for another reason too. Proverbs 10:21 says, “The lips of the righteous feed and guide many.” Isn’t it so true that we can lift up or tear down someone with a single word? A mother encourages when no one else can. She loves us even when we’re unlovable. It’s the closest picture we have on earth of Christ’s love for us.

Particularly important in a house of boys is the hard hat. This hat has quite a number of uses. In my house of boys, there is always something flying through the air. In fact, I neglected to put on my hard hat a few weeks ago and ended up nearly needing stitches.

And doesn’t it just always happen that something breaks when you need it most and no one else is around to fix it? Once again, it’s time to pull out the hard hat and get the job done. That clogged drain will wait for nothing!

Ephesians 6 talks about putting on the armor of God. Verses 17-18 instruct us to “Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayer and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.” As mother’s we are one of the most important and prominent influences in our children’s lives. We need to be in the word and provide that wise counsel for our children. And we of course, need to lift them up in prayer continuously.

This hat needs little introduction. The chauffeur, or mom, seems to always be shuttling her children from place to place for school, sporting events, sleepovers, birthday parties, the list goes on and on. I’m told, the older they get the more you wear this hat.

As a mother, we guide and steer our children in the ways of the Lord. When they are young, they’re just along for the ride in our spiritual car. As they get older, they begin to drive their own car. But moms still gently guide them at first. 1 Peter 1:18 from the Message says, “Your life is a journey, you must travel with a deep consciousness of God.” It is every mother’s hope that she will pass this consciousness of God on to her children.

As the party planner, a mom wears a party hat. Moms always plan the most special parties for their children. It can be an elaborate birthday celebration or just a simple heart shaped pancake to face a difficult day. Mothers are always celebrating their children in small and large victories and always find a way to celebrate the disappointments too.

Sometimes, the last thing moms feel like doing is celebrating. But Proverbs 17:22 says “A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.” Moms always find a way to focus on the positive of every situation instead of letting her children dwell on disappointments. She is her child’s biggest cheerleader.

A mom knows how to cure a fever, a splinter, a bruised spirit, and so much more. As a nurse, a mother can cure just about anything with a kiss and a band-aide. Moms are always on call. Illness does not have business hours. Sometimes moms sit up in the night just holding a sick child.

There’s a saying “Sticks and stone may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” Unfortunately, we all learn at an early age this just isn’t true. A mother who is rooted in Scripture is well equipped to nurse the emotional wounds of her children. Ultimately, Christ is the great physician just as Psalm 147:3 says, “He heals the broken hearted and binds up their wounds.”

As a mother, she must be a good detective. In the beginning of motherhood, this entails searching for that special swaddle blanket at the store that will solve all of her problems. As time passes, the detective duties move to finding that lovey or special toy that has been misplaced. Where was it last seen? A mom knows all the right places to look. When her children gets a little older, she must monitor what they watch, what they read, who they are spending their time with.

Proverbs 1:5 tells us “Let the wise listen and add to their learning and let the discerning get guidance.” Mothers must always seek guidance from the Lord. This is a particularly hard task in my opinion. Mothers often want to swoop in and protect their babies from every bit of harm. But sometimes, she must just stand by and watch as the Lord works.

Small children come up with some very interesting and sometimes tricky questions. For instance, “Mommy, did God paint me?” Sometimes, she has to be very creative to answer these questions. Now it’s time she put on her thinking cap.

“I ponder all your great works and think about what you have done.” Psalm 143:5 The Lord is pretty amazing. It is often hard to grasp all of his wonder. This can be especially hard for her children to grasp. She must really ponder His great works to explain them to her children.

As a mother, it’s sometimes hard to feel pretty…what with the peanut butter in your hair (can that be considered hair product?) and the unidentifiable substance on your shirt. From time to time a mother must dust off her tiara and spend a little time doing something for herself.

Proverbs 4:9 says, “She will place on your head a garland of grace; She will present you with a crown of beauty.” Isn’t it good to know no matter what the situation mothers are crowned with grace and beauty? The Lord is her strength. His grace is sufficient to sustain her as she guides her children in His ways.

I once heard my mother say about her own mother, “No one loves you like your mother.” It’s very true. Mothers are amazing. Only a mother can ask her child for help, when she knows later, she’ll have a little extra work to do because of this help. Today, we want to thank all the mothers among us for the wonderful things she is and represents. Happy Mother’s Day!

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Thursday, March 31, 2011

March in Review

It seems I'm a bit behind on the blogging... So, let's catch up!

Well, it's happened... We broke down and got a van. Now all we need is a soccer ball sticker. We are really enjoying it. It's so convenient. Noah loves it because he can watch movies...occasionally!

Noah loves to help and is a great helper. Poor little thing dropped a bottle of hairspray on his toe a few weeks ago when he was trying to put it away for me. I had to carry him around for hours. I'm sure it hurt, but I think he may have been milking it a little...



Hi!

John likes to escape when I'm trying to dress him. As soon as I get his clothes or diaper off, he whips around and is gone. When he gets to his bedroom door, he turns to see if I'm coming after him. He's a stinker.


He made it out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, still with his towel on and with his hippo in tow.




My 3 boys

We decided to sell our house. So, we've been doing a little staging work. Greg bought a carpet remnant for the basement. It came on a huge roll (12 feet long to be precise). We weren't quite sure what to do with the roll. I decided to just put it in the recyle bin. I wish I would have been watching when they picked it up...


John has started crawling around with things in his mouth. Just before I snapped the picture, he was crawling through the house with his cup hanging out of his mouth. Of course, he was done by the time I got the camera.



Just cruisin' around

My aunt sent Noah some Scrabble Cheese-Its. I said "Now we're just encouraging them to play with their food." And, I was right. No prompting.



Does this really need a caption?

John no longer likes to sit in his stroller when we're playing outside. Luckily, he mostly sits in one spot if you give him some toys. He loves it. And, he loves to put rocks, leaves, sticks, and whatever he can get his hands on in his mouth.


Noah is very particular about his things. (I have no idea where he got that from!) When we're playing in his room, John pulls everything off the shelves. Noah has a fit and I have to put it all back right away. (I guess I did create the monster.)


Already a dare devil

The hippo is almost always in tow. And generally, he has it hanging out of his mouth. It's really quite funny!


Noah is so sweet to his brother (when he wants to be, that is). Noah walked John around the driveway very carefully and slowly. They were both loving it!


This past week, we wore flip flops and snow boots in a matter of days... I was so excited that it was nice and we could be outside. And, then SNOW! Enough with the snow already!

Everytime I chage John's diaper, Noah wants to know the content and then he wants to see it if it's poop. The other day, I asked him to hand me a burp rag. He said "Does this have snot on it?" I said "Yes." He said, "That's disgusting." Poop is okay. Snot is not...

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

February in Review


Sledding with daddy at the Hunter's


Here they come!


John playing Jenga with Champ


Noah helping Daddy at work one Saturday morning


Icing cookies at the Valentine's Day party


Making a big mess while feeding himself


Helping unload the dishwasher


Opening his Valentine's Day card


Playing with his Valentine's Day card


Cutting with his Valentine's Day scissors (and making a huge mess!)


Birthday party at school


Playing together


Fixin' stuff


Still fixin' stuff


Playing the guitar and signing into his new mic

Happy Birthday, Sweet John!

Can you believe it?!?!?! John is one!!!

John had banana muffins for his first birthday breakfast (just like Noah did when he turned one).


John with his first birthday muffin


Noah with his first birthday muffin (in the same jammies)

John had never had a muffin before. So, when I handed it to him, he wasn't quite sure what to do with it. Faster than I could take a picture, he totally smooshed it. If only I had had the video camera out... It was hilarious!



Smooshed muffin



Enjoying the smooshed muffin (he ate 2) 

We waited for daddy to open presents, which turned out to be the next morning... (Sorry, John!) We got John a little ride-on car (which Noah has commandeered). Noah said he wanted to get John a guitar. Luckily we were able to find one.


Sweet Birthday Boy


Noah helping him open his present


Playing with the new guitar


John Noah riding on John's new car


Noah taking John for a wild ride

Two Saturdays in a row we had parties... (What was I thinking!?!??!?!!??) Although the second time around seemed much easier. (We did have a practice...)

I'm such a terrible mother!!! I forgot to take a picture of John's cupcakes in the holder. But, I did happen to take a picture of them on my phone... At least there is a picture.




Can't wait to get his hands on the cupcake


...on second thought...

John did not so much care for the cupcake. But he did like the ice cream. He did not make a huge mess. Which is rather ironic... Noah is very particular about being dirty, etc. He always asks for a napkin at mealtime. He's always been pretty "neat." John on the other hand doesn't seem to care if he's messy...


Playing in the cake after the ice cream is gone (this is as messy as he got)



Noah, in contrast, required an immediate bath (and left a chocolate ring in the bathtub, ick!)


Noah and John's buddies

Greg had the great idea to have each kid open one present for John. I had a little trouble keeping track of who gave what, but it was much quicker. And, as usual, John was more interested in the paper...


We are so blessed to has such a sweet baby boy! He is so much fun and always so sweet. And he's all boy! Very rambunctious. I wouldn't trade him for anything.

Monday, February 28, 2011

You Never Know What He'll Say (or Do)

One night I was getting Noah ready for bed. He had his shirt off and he kept sniffing. I asked if he needed a tissue. He help his arm up and looked at it as if he were thinking about wiping his nose on it (which is what he usually does!). Since he didn't have a shirt on, he decided that would be yucky. Instead, he got down on his hands and knees and wiped it on his rug... All you can do is laugh.

Noah is still learning how to share. (It's such a hard thing to learn. Really...I don't like to share sometimes.) Anyway, he was trying to keep John from getting his new birthday toys and was trying to hold everything. And, a picture is worth a thousand words... Talk about being backed into a corner...