It's amazing and scary at the same time. This kid is absorbing facts like a sponge, and also slipped words out of Daddy and Mommy's mouths-usually when driving if ya catch my drift... He can tell you the names of several dinosaurs, whether or not they ate plants or meat, what kind of teeth they had, what an archaeologist is, etc. We have poured over several books from the library, and it's all he wants to read. I have to go over and over the big bang theory. And I don't really know how to explain that one. "God needed to make more room for people???" While we're at it, can anyone give pointers on theology for a 4 year old? My kid is already smarter than me! I'm grasping at straws here people! Whatever notions I may have held about possibly maybe perhaps ever home-schooling just totally went out the door.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
A prayer for patience
I seem to not be as patient during "the toddler years" this go around. Sorry Coop man...
Cleaning sticky PB&J, mashed banana, and crunched goldfish off the kitchen floor three times a day just isn't as cute as it seemed when Jackson did it. And that's three outfits a day and at least one bath a day.
Teething and the grumpiness that goes along with it is grating my nerves.
The experimental screaming at unhuman decibles and pitches has me a bit on edge.
Not to mention the constant climbing, falling and tripping. Therefore subsiquent crying, bleeding, and bandaging.
The temper tantrums are professional! Complete with hitting others, banging of the head, and feet flailing.
And all the while, Jackson is clamoring for attention by:
a) dumping out a bag of cookies on the couch
b) drawing on himself with a pen
c) hitting/pushing/pinching aformentioned already grumpy toddler
d) discovering the skill of lying about hitting/pushing/pinching
e) yes there's an "e" and yes it's for all of the above
I need patience. I need a nap. I need a housekeeper. I need to thank God for my precious Tornado and Trouble.
Amen.
Cleaning sticky PB&J, mashed banana, and crunched goldfish off the kitchen floor three times a day just isn't as cute as it seemed when Jackson did it. And that's three outfits a day and at least one bath a day.
Teething and the grumpiness that goes along with it is grating my nerves.
The experimental screaming at unhuman decibles and pitches has me a bit on edge.
Not to mention the constant climbing, falling and tripping. Therefore subsiquent crying, bleeding, and bandaging.
The temper tantrums are professional! Complete with hitting others, banging of the head, and feet flailing.
And all the while, Jackson is clamoring for attention by:
a) dumping out a bag of cookies on the couch
b) drawing on himself with a pen
c) hitting/pushing/pinching aformentioned already grumpy toddler
d) discovering the skill of lying about hitting/pushing/pinching
e) yes there's an "e" and yes it's for all of the above
I need patience. I need a nap. I need a housekeeper. I need to thank God for my precious Tornado and Trouble.
Amen.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Wildflowers
There weren't very many bluebonnets this year, and even if I had found a large patch, I think we waited too long for them to still be in bloom. So we found a field with these wildflowers everywhere. I am still itching, but I am glad. Framing these cuties...
Sunday, May 11, 2008
"Happy Muzzer's Day"
That was what Jackson greeted me with this morning, waking up after sleeping in. Thanks Jason. The boys all headed off to Lowe's to pick up flowers for us all to plant together. Seems to be our tradition. So I headed downstairs and found this.
I got to take a shower in peace ( other moms of the toddler age know what I'm talking about! )and flip through a magazine quietly. When the guys got back we had tacos and burritos here,
then came back home and planted this.
Love my guys.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
A few of my favorite things
Photoshop and Strawberries. When subtly combined, perfection. Now where's the cool whip...
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
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