God is blessing us with a second daughter, come May. This is our first picture of little Abigail Christine. She appears to be a healthy little thing- Thank you Lord!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Winter fun
Building the base for "Frosty."
"Is this how you pat it together mom?"
The finished product. If you look carefully you'll see the snow balls the kids came up with on their own for his eyes.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Scoopin' Poo
FYI, This may be too much information for some of my friends. But the story was simply too funny not to share.
My parents are blessed to have a fully producing tangerine tree in their yard. Lucas loves to pick, eat and share them.
Abrianna loves to eat them, always begging for "mora, mora!" when anyone else is eating them. Eaten in such large quantities, they have a rather cleansing effect for little ones in diapers.
Keeping that in mind...
Last night, we had a homemade corn dog feed. It had been a long day for me. I'd gone to town, for a walk, and done two hours of massage. I was tired I didn't feel like I could even lift my legs.
What happened next, usurped the tiredness.
Mitchell ( my 12 year old little brother) was lounging on a reclining/rocking floor chair. Abrianna nonchalantly walked, up to him and began scooping the contents of her diaper out and dropping it on his reclined body. Horrified, he sat there open-mouthed, not believing what was happening nor having the presence of mind to stop her.
I was in the kitchen, not knowing what had transpired other than hearing the room erupt into laughter and Mitch's horrified cries. Rick yelled, "Rachel! we need you!"
There was Abrianna, poo up her back, down the outside of her pants, in fact all the way onto her shoes.
Mitch lay gagging still on the chair decorated in her poo. My mom led him away to one bathroom, while I scooped up my disgusting daughter and headed to other. Both kids were given baths while their clothes went directly into the washing machine.
After having scrubbed her up. She sat in the tub, noticing a tiny piece of something black floating in the tub ( no it wasn't poo) she erupted once again into terrified cries and tried to climb up me to get out of the tub and away from that "bug".
Rick got to dress her, while I finished the bath with big brother. All 's well that end's well.
My parents are blessed to have a fully producing tangerine tree in their yard. Lucas loves to pick, eat and share them.
Abrianna loves to eat them, always begging for "mora, mora!" when anyone else is eating them. Eaten in such large quantities, they have a rather cleansing effect for little ones in diapers.
Keeping that in mind...
Last night, we had a homemade corn dog feed. It had been a long day for me. I'd gone to town, for a walk, and done two hours of massage. I was tired I didn't feel like I could even lift my legs.
What happened next, usurped the tiredness.
Mitchell ( my 12 year old little brother) was lounging on a reclining/rocking floor chair. Abrianna nonchalantly walked, up to him and began scooping the contents of her diaper out and dropping it on his reclined body. Horrified, he sat there open-mouthed, not believing what was happening nor having the presence of mind to stop her.
I was in the kitchen, not knowing what had transpired other than hearing the room erupt into laughter and Mitch's horrified cries. Rick yelled, "Rachel! we need you!"
There was Abrianna, poo up her back, down the outside of her pants, in fact all the way onto her shoes.
Mitch lay gagging still on the chair decorated in her poo. My mom led him away to one bathroom, while I scooped up my disgusting daughter and headed to other. Both kids were given baths while their clothes went directly into the washing machine.
After having scrubbed her up. She sat in the tub, noticing a tiny piece of something black floating in the tub ( no it wasn't poo) she erupted once again into terrified cries and tried to climb up me to get out of the tub and away from that "bug".
Rick got to dress her, while I finished the bath with big brother. All 's well that end's well.
Arrrggghh Bugs!!!!
I do believe it's normal for each and every child to go through unreasonable fears- sometimes humorous, sometimes frustrating.
Abrianna has shown a slight aversion to bugs in the past. Since arriving at Grandpa and Grandma's in CA it escalated dramatically!
Seated on the high chair eating lunch, a fly buzzed her head. Her eyes grew large as she attempted to scramble out of the high chair and away from that terrifying bug!
Later, we were at Aunt Genni's and Uncle Jeremy's house, I was doing a raindrop treatment in the back room while Abrianna played under the watchful eye of her uncles.
Suddenly from the living room, I heard my daughter's terrified cry. Upon finishing the treatment, I asked what had happened.
Abrianna had been desperately attempting to pluck off a spider web. Uncle Kyle to the rescue and all was well... or was it?
Several minutes later, I noticed she was walking funny. I wondered aloud why? "Well," Uncle Jeremy said, " She had a spider web on her earlier."
Upon hearing the WORD spider, she emitted a terrified shriek and attempted to shimmy up my leg like it was a tree trunk. What? Now even the mention of a bug elicits such a response?
The next morning, she refused to set foot on the floor at Grandpa and Grandma's house without a panicked attempt to climb my leg and get away from the potential bugs.
I prayed with her about overcoming the fear and that Jesus would give her a brave heart. Since then, it's been a bit of a struggle. It gets old very quickly to carry her around on my now non-existent hip- pregnancy has a tendency to do that.
Today has been a bit better. Hopefully this is a short lived phase.
Abrianna has shown a slight aversion to bugs in the past. Since arriving at Grandpa and Grandma's in CA it escalated dramatically!
Seated on the high chair eating lunch, a fly buzzed her head. Her eyes grew large as she attempted to scramble out of the high chair and away from that terrifying bug!
Later, we were at Aunt Genni's and Uncle Jeremy's house, I was doing a raindrop treatment in the back room while Abrianna played under the watchful eye of her uncles.
Suddenly from the living room, I heard my daughter's terrified cry. Upon finishing the treatment, I asked what had happened.
Abrianna had been desperately attempting to pluck off a spider web. Uncle Kyle to the rescue and all was well... or was it?
Several minutes later, I noticed she was walking funny. I wondered aloud why? "Well," Uncle Jeremy said, " She had a spider web on her earlier."
Upon hearing the WORD spider, she emitted a terrified shriek and attempted to shimmy up my leg like it was a tree trunk. What? Now even the mention of a bug elicits such a response?
The next morning, she refused to set foot on the floor at Grandpa and Grandma's house without a panicked attempt to climb my leg and get away from the potential bugs.
I prayed with her about overcoming the fear and that Jesus would give her a brave heart. Since then, it's been a bit of a struggle. It gets old very quickly to carry her around on my now non-existent hip- pregnancy has a tendency to do that.
Today has been a bit better. Hopefully this is a short lived phase.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Riding the 4-wheeler together
With winter on us in full force and the temperatures really limiting our outside time, my children have learned that they can and do have fun being playmates. Thank you God! It's so cute!
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