It doesn’t take much to amuse us around here. Give us a spot, and we’ll give you a game.
(The spot they’re trying to hurdle is the remains of the giant mushroom that once graced our front lawn. It has since met its demise.)
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The girls finally have their first official big-kid backpacks. To say they’re thrilled would be an understatement. The backpacks are constantly getting stuffed with who-knows-what.
The backpack is now an integral part of Susie’s wardrobe.
The backpacks accompanied us outside for a picnic lunch.
And in case you didn’t know, the backpack also makes for an excellent picture-viewing accessory.
And yes, my son is doing push-ups in the above picture.
He’s too macho for backpacks. I always wanted the girls to help out with chores…
…I just didn’t expect them to become dishwashers in the bathroom sink. I guess it’s a good start! You wouldn’t know from this picture that Becky is battling a stomach bug, now would you (aside from her fashion choices)?
She has been in high spirits all day, and except for the occasional heave-ho of her stomach contents, you’d never know anything was wrong. Jim called this evening from work and told her he’d heard she was sick, and she responded, “No, I’m not!” That’s my girl! As Jim’s Pap used to say, “It’s mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it don’t matter!” I’m praying that she is equally as upbeat (and hopefully more upright) tomorrow. Susie, while rummaging around in our cupboard for a snack, found a baby food package of peas. Although the child typically views peas with disdain, disgust, and dismal dismay, she begged for permission to eat the baby food. To Susie, apparently anything in a plastic container (deceptively located next to the box of microwave popcorn) must be tasty. So I decided to go with it. I opened up the package, sat her down at the table with a spoon, and told her to eat to her heart’s content. She’s a tough cookie, that one. She never grimaced or winced. She put one spoonful into her mouth, forced it down, and then, slowly this time, put in another. She got in another tiny lick or two before she clamped her mouth shut and started to stir the green goo instead.
Becky came over to see what her sister was eating, and when she was told that Susie was having peas for a snack, Becky announced: “I like donuts better than peas.” You’re not alone, kiddo.
(In case you couldn’t tell, Susie is wearing her puppy “baby” like I wear baby Jimmy in a front pack. She’s a very proud Mommy.) Ack! My son is FIVE months old and I haven’t posted anything about his development since he was 2 1/2 months old. I can assure you, he’s been developing away! At his four month check-up, he weighed in at 14.35 lbs (25-50%), and measured 25 in. long (50%), with a head circumference of 15.75 in. He started reaching for objects at 3 months, he got his two bottom middle teeth at 3.5 months, started rolling from his back to his tummy just before he turned 4 months, started to give us little grunting laughs shortly thereafter, started taking one feeding of brown rice cereal per day at 4.5 months, and just last week started to get on his hands and knees in a pre-crawl position. I’m feeding him at roughly 7 a.m., 10:30 a.m., 1:30 p.m., 4:30 p.m., and 8 p.m. He naps from about 8:30 –10:30 a.m., 2 – 4:30 p.m., and a 45 minute nap sometime in the evening. I then put him down for the night anytime from 8:30 to 9:30 (it’s late on nights we’re out of the house), and he sleeps until 6:30 or 7 a.m. I know – I am VERY blessed with a good sleeper! I think it helps that he’s been a dedicated thumb sucker since he hit the three-month mark, so he’s excellent at soothing himself. He thinks his sisters are the most entertaining, hilarious beings ever. If he’s lying by himself on a blanket and starts to cry, I can send one of the girls over to talk to him and he stops his fussing and grins at them (of course, that only lasts for half a minute until his sister gets bored and runs off to the next activity). I usually can’t feed him in the same room that his sisters are in, because he’d rather watch them play than eat! He’s mesmerized anytime he catches a glimpse of the TV, and I have to admit I’ll put him in front of it for a few minutes now and then if I need him to be quiet while I tend to something. But overall, he’s very content and happy. Just recently, someone was remarking on what a happy baby he was, and it struck me that from about 5 weeks – 10 weeks, he was anything BUT happy. He wasn’t colicky, but he never wanted to be by himself, and his naps and feedings were inconsistent. But around 10 weeks, and definitely by the time he hit 3 months, he was an entirely different baby. Of course, he has his rough patches now and then (like when he got his first teeth), but I am so thankful that he’s easy-going and so enjoyable to be with. I am very much in love!
We had the privilege of having a medical missionary couple stay with us for a day. This couple has lived in Botswana for thirty years, preaching the Gospel and working in clinics. We were reminded yet again what a beautiful thing Christian fellowship is, and how grateful we are for couples like these who have a heart to care for those in need.
The girls were quite taken with the doctor and his wife (and not just because they treated the girls to their very own “princess” watches). When they were packing up to leave, Becky turned to me and lamented, “I wish they could stay at our house forever and ever.” I don’t know if we’ll ever see them again (they rarely come to the U.S.), but I look forward to seeing them in Heaven, where we will indeed be together forever and ever. I’m hugging our kids a little tighter today after learning that a family friend was severely injured while serving in Afghanistan. I can only imagine what his wife, parents and sisters are experiencing right now as they contemplate the difficult road ahead. It’s so hard to find the good in situations such as these, when we are once again reminded of human frailty and the repercussions of sin. But we rest on the knowledge that God is good, and His ways are perfect. “Ill that God blesses is our good, And unblest good is ill; And all is right that seems most wrong, If it be His sweet will.” -Frederick William Faber |
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