Friday, October 28, 2005

In case you can't tell, it's Riley leaning over Jeff... Posted by Picasa

You can take the the preacher out of the surf, but you can't take the surfer out of the preacher. Posted by Picasa

Du-uude... Posted by Picasa


"Emmie, do you love Jesus?"
"Uh-huh. Jesus loves me this I know, Mommy. Jesus loves me Jesus loves me. Dora loves me."

22 1/2 months.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

My Logan

After care group tonight while I was cleaning up Logan said, "Hey Mom, why don't you make yourself a nice cup of coffee. And then you can make me some hot chocolate."

Then a few minutes later, "Hey Mom, when I grow up, you'll always be here to sew whatever I need you to sew, right? And if I need you for anything, even when I grow up, you'll be here, right?" This, at four, is one of his main concerns in life.

As for Riley, she told me Saturday on the way home from her soccer game, "My friend Laura told me that sometimes I talk too much." Little girls can be stinkers.

When I opened the van tonight to get Emmie out she said "You're precious!" to me...what a kid.

Something we're excited about - the Redskins won.

Friday, October 21, 2005

Zoo times

Went to the zoo this morning. It's the first day I've wanted to since like April, as it's the first day it's not about ninety. It was about 65, but the rhinos still smelled really bad. Not as bad as when it's 90 though.

Emmie didn't like the lions. One was jumping up and scratching at the glass. Riley and Logan thought that was cool. Emmie said, "It eat me, momma!"

We went to see the giraffes, and her lion experience apparantly set the tone for the day - the giraffe was licking the door to it's cage (?) and she said "it eat me, momma!" We went to see the elephants, who were throwing dirt on themselves - "it eat me, momma!" And then the lambs, which Riley and Logan love to feed, and Emmie didn't want to because "it eat me, momma!"

We saw this goat that was so ugly I couldn't get over it, and I kept saying "that goat is SO ugly!" Logan said "well, do you wanna feed it?" And I just said "no" - so he said "why" and I said "because it's so ugly". At that point, Riley piped up "MO-0m, he can hear you!"

All was fun, all went well up to the part where some man offered to hold Logan over the gorilla enclosure so he could see. I just said, "uh, no - thanks."

Thursday, October 20, 2005

She was reading in her crib and saying "Oooh, he funny!" over and over Posted by Picasa

This is why I call her Emmie-licious Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Some power rangers dropped by for a snack. Posted by Picasa

This is Jeff mocking my carrot-juice habit. That's the dish soap. He's good to me. Posted by Picasa

I'm still drinking carrot juice. And overjoyed about it. Posted by Picasa

These are my "birthday chairs."  Posted by Picasa

Emmie Art. She likes to scribble a little with each color in the box. Posted by Picasa

Riley's giraffe - eating leaves. Posted by Picasa

Here is Logan's giraffe picture. Notice similarities to Riley's, but his has two babies under the giraffe. Posted by Picasa

This is Logan's school of fish. I love this picture. Posted by Picasa

Logan's still into trains - this is Thomas and James (of the Thomas the Train variety.) Posted by Picasa

You know those little toy rotary-dial phones that have wheels and you pull around on a string? Riley loves Emmie's, and drew this... Posted by Picasa

This is me. Riley's version. When she was drawing the hair she said "well, here's the hard part, your hair." Posted by Picasa

Saturday, October 15, 2005

old-fashioned bugs

Yesterday Riley and Logan were playing in the backyard and I heard Logan say "WOW! A cricket! Isn't that an old-fashioned cricket? In the old days it used to hop in the REAL grass!"

Now, I'm not sure what the reference to the grass was all about - does he not like bermuda grass? And as for the old-fashioned part - well, your guess is as good as mine.

As for Emmie, she won't go down in the yard now because when trucks go by they scare her. She runs to me saying "I scared, momma, I scared!" or "I 'fraid!" when any big trucks go by, and the neighbors across the street are building a house, so that's pretty much all day. It's sad. On the upside though, she still likes to be in her pack 'n play - maybe the confinement makes her feel safe or something - and when anyone else is in it (visiting babies, for instance) she freaks to get in - "MY pack an pay!"

They are the greatest kids, and I totally enjoy them. Especially when I've gotten out for two hours like I did this afternoon.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005


Emmie's 22-months and says things like:

"It really good, Momma!" (after dinner last night)

Putting her to bed the other night we went through the whole routine (which now includes singing "the 'bitty bitty pider'" innumerable times), I put her in the crib, gave her "baby & binkett", and she said "gimmee kissy, momma"
so I did
"gimmee huggy, momma"
so I did
"gimmee squishy, momma!" (which is when I squease her really tight and say "it's a squishy hug")

"I wanna do a puzzle!"

"I wanna ride my bike!" - she graduated to Logan's tricycle and can actually peddle a little

"It 'nita, mom!" - she points out whenever our neighbor (Sunita) is outside

And my least favorite - "I turn off the 'puter, momma."

"I wanna color, momma, I wanna marker."

She sings most of "Jesus Loves Me" - but gets a little over the song by the end of the first verse ("dey are weak in 'nere" - or interpreted - they are weak in there?) and usually quits in favor of singing "bitty bitty pider"

"I wanna get out" - every morning when she wakes up

"help me read it!" - loves to read

And she's full of praise - "you wunnerful, momma"

She's the greatest baby.

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