Kisses

Baby Megan has started giving kisses! She's so sweet! The only thing is, she skipped right past "normal" kissing, and went straight to the tongue. We're slightly worried, but hope to be able to break her of it before she's a teenager.

Oh, and the other thing? Her favorite person to kiss is her Daddy. Pretty cute.

And can I just say that this next picture totally cracks me up. I caught her in the middle of a blink. She's really not that into kissing.


It's just such a sweet blessing to see how much she loves her family - not only by her kisses, but just how she lights up in the morning when she sees her brother and her sister. Or how she just snuggles down into my shoulder or shrieks excitedly at her Daddy. She is so precious and we're so glad she's part of our family!

That Funny Josh

During school the other day, Josh and I were reviewing ordinal numbers. We had a picture of an oval race track with six race cars going around. I asked him to point to the fourth car, the second car, etc.

Then, I asked him, "This guy right here is in last place and there's six cars racing. What do you call him?" (I'm, of course, looking for the answer, "sixth.")

Instead Josh said, "The loser."

We certainly had a good laugh at that one!

Clean Baby

I just found this post saved as a draft from last July and it brought a smile to my face and I just couldn't hit delete. I hope it makes your day happy, too. And just for the record, she still looks just like this only bigger. Still no hair and still no teeth. : )

Planned to post on July 9, 2008 and just never got around to it...

If only you could have scratch and sniff online, because is there really anything that smells better in all the world?


That perfect mix of baby soap, baby lotion, and the God-given natural smell of a baby.


If I could bottle it up, I'd be a millionaire.

Warm Chocolate

It's snowy here. Real snowy.

The kids are having a great time playing out in it. Josh was actually excited to hear that the groundhog saw his shadow. He's pumped that he gets six more weeks of winter to throw snowballs at Daddy! (His words, not mine!)

Here they are lookin' all cute getting ready to play outside...


But the best part of playing outside in the snow is, of course, the hot chocolate you get when you come in! We've had our fair share of hot chocolate this winter, but Sarah never wants to have any. She says, "It's too hot...ow!"

So instead, I heat hers up just a little and call it warm chocolate. She's much happier this way. And it's so funny to hear her come in from outside and say, "Brrr, Mommy, I'm cold. Can I please have some warm chocolate?" (As if it's really a drink!) Too funny!

Enjoy your warm chocolate, girl! You're too cute!

The Glove

We were just having one of those days today.

Major meltdowns over wardrobe choices, food choices, story choices, you name it. Children less than thrilled to obey their mommy. Children more than happy to boss around and fight with each other.

Ugh.

I knew the problem was a simple lack of sleep, as we were out late for a Super Bowl party last night, but still! While I was doing my best to portray patience and love on the outside, on the inside I was going crazy.

That's when I came upon the glove.

It was a simple pink glove (left in the middle of the kitchen floor, of course) that helped my inside to better match my outside...

It's the sign for "I Love You" in American Sign Language. And I think it was a gift from God.

"Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins."
-1 Peter 4:8

It was just laying there as a gentle reminder that even when my kids are driving me crazy, I really do love them so incredibly much. And they love me, too.

I wish I could tell you that everything got much better around here, but I did still have three sleepy kids. The difference was in me. I wasn't quite so frustrated. And that helped me to just approach things so much better. No, the kids weren't allowed to get away with disobedience, because they need to learn how to behave even when they don't feel like it, but our home exuded love today and not impatience.

I'd say it was a good day.

Thanks, God, for the reminder from a glove.