Look how they grow

I took some pictures of Zech when he was about 10 days sky of being 6 months in Dave's guitar case... I loved them.

So, why not take some of Lily too...
Then as I took them, Zech wanted to try again... not quiet the same! Look at the difference...

And check this one out... he's definately not a 5 month old anymore!

To Rachel

I say this is to Rachel, even though I don't think she reads it... but to anyone that is like Rachel (or Ra-Jigga, as said in our house) This is for them!
You say at age 22 that you want a baby. They are so fun and cuddly... because when you see them, they are so fun and cuddly! You visit, sometimes even babysit and the kids say cute things like "See ya A-marrow" and "Sorry Dave" to their dads. You tickle them and cuddle them and they are always so eager to see you each and every time... and as much as we have the same kinds of blasts (like when mommy showed Zech how he can recreate the "Jordan" scene from Cars, and he looks at her with the most wonderful adoration) we have oh so much more!
We have puke stories, and poopy stories, and screaming fit stories!
You end up telling of events like these:
1) We head to Olive Garden for a lovely b-day dinner. Mommy takes her 2 year old out of the carseat, gets the other baby in hers, and juggles an umbrella being sure that no one gets wet. When all of a sudden the 2 year old begins to gag inevitably leading to a big vomit. She leans her baby over only to have him vomit, upchuck, hurl into the baby babys carseat. Baby baby laughs! Mommy crouches down, and aids son in vomited on the asphalt... never letting one raindrop fall on either kid.
they get in the car to head back home trying to secure a box for any additional tossing of cookies. It doesn't work... the carseat is soiled!
2) You wake up with the twisting and turning of your upset stomach. Your loving husband has meetings all day, he can't help... you vomit anyway... and STILL take care of your babies! You give in to their every desire just so you can sleep, vomit, and rush to the bathroom for those unpleasant surprises in peace. You still have to change diapers, fix meals, and feed bottles, the title of Mom never goes away!
3) The first boy who was better, gets sick again... this time in your lap. Thats actually your desire so you don't have carpets to clean.
4) Immediately following the deep sigh of relief that all sickness is gone from the 2 year old and the baby, your tiny fragile baby baby throws up as you lay her down. This time its more than just spit up and her face is red from pushing it all out. You are heart broken. You can't leave her, she is sick! You can't sleep at night for fear she might not wake you when she pukes again (which she doesn't and you find her sleeping so sweetly in a bed full of up-chuck!... its in her ears!!!) So you stay up all night just to be sure you hear her coughs, cries, or little gags.
5)All seems well, and its your big mommy day. The day that makes it great to be a mom. You get to go to play group and compare your kid to all other kids and marvel in the fact that yours is the cutest and by far the smartest! You smile as your son says most of his alphabet then ends with the most adorable "Now I know my ABCs, Can't you sing with me!" You assume that since your first 4 hours of morning were bliss so will the rest of them... Then you head to the drs office. Your wonderful cute genius turns into a monster whose language is a high pitched squeal! You try to smile, I mean, this is YOUR child... the one you wanted so bad when you were 22! But nothing you do (or threaten to do) works! You just let him scream. Your baby baby is getting her shots (something you hate to be a part of... whose idea is it to have mommy hold the babies down!) while your 2 year old is screaming "OUCH" when he's not even the one getting the shot! He cries harder than the baby baby!
When you FINALLY get home to carry these sleeping beauties to bed, and get some alone time (ya know the time you wanted to give up when you were 22) you realize the 2 year old refuses his nap!
Ahh, and you wanted a baby!


And ya know what? yeah, I did! and I love them... bad days and all! And it gets to where days aren't quite as bad as they seem... its just one more knotch to put on your belt! But, if you can... wait a few years... you'll like when you were 22, 23, 24, 25, 26 without kids! Maybe not as much as when you have them... but you'll like them!

Great Day!


My 3rd Mother's day was great! I received some frames to display the photography and the reason of the day (my kids). I asked for them! I got pancakes for breakfast and only one dirty diaper (from each kid)... out of MANY for the day. I even got Dave to do the dishes for me so that in the morning I have one less thing to do! He was a great husband today! We went to Dave's moms. A great mom her self... made everyone lunch even though it was her day too! And we had a fun relaxing time. I talked to my mom, we'll see her in about 16 days. It was good. I did forget my camera, but thats okay, it isn't actually a part of my body as I sometimes act like it is!
I am pleased... not disappointed! Dave did well!

Happy Mother's Day

I know, this should be a tribute to my mom, but ya know, I am a mom, too... and not that I will give myself a tribute, I just want to talk about MY mother's day. My 3rd mother's day. 2 Kids now! I often times dread holidays just for me. I don't like being the center of attention (which is something I am noticing in Lily already) and I always feel like I hype them up in my own mind only to receive yet another dozen roses. (If my dear wonderful husband really ever reads this... I love roses, and I love you for thinking they are so gosh darn wonderful, but every occasion? Really? And I know I exaggerate, its not EVERY one, but I can skip a few years worth of them... and I truly love you anyway!!!) I try to drop hints like a nice new outfit (or the gift card to buy one), a pass to a great kids museum, or another great outing with my family, something to go with my photography love, and yet only one year did I get a great watch (granted its only been 2 other mother's days) he he!

So, I am not letting myself get hyped up this year. I know that a mother never really gets a day off, and that is what we signed up for when we decided to have those kids! So, I do not mind changing diapers or rocking them to sleep, or cleaning up after their messes, I really don't. And that is what made me start looking at the things that make me feel good as a mom. They may not come in a wonderfully wrapped gift, or a vase that lacks water, but they come in my children's unabashed love for me. Their need for me, their desire to hold my hand, caress my hair, and be held by the one and only ME!

I took my kids on a trip to Columbia a couple weeks ago. A week away without Daddy. And although I deeply need my husband, and would never diminish the wonderful things he does for us, I was empowered to know I took care of them all by myself. They were good kids. I got many compliments on how well I could handle my crazy son!

Then when we came back I jumped right back into my daily routine of cleaning, teaching, cleaning, cuddling, reading, cleaning, and running errands... and I liked it! I loved being with the kids and I really think they loved being with me. We laughed and played and worked on our alphabet (he knows the letter Z).

Last weekend was a sad and refreshing weekend. Dave's Granny passed away, and although I didn't meet the "real" her, I could imagine her beauty by seeing her children and grandchildren (who all sang on the stage afterwards... VERY COOL... I have pictures... untouched by photoshop mind you!)

This was a great fun for Nana... I know she loved watching all the grandkids together singing... OUT OF HYMNALS!!!

They all sang so beautifully and together as a family... I know its getting off my subject... hang in there!

Even though they couldn't all SEE the words, they sung them loudly.

It didn't take long before they all got giddy in their singing and "stage preformance"

Even Levi had fun jumping off the stage... check out that air!!

It reminded me of the family I hope to raise! And I would love to look down from heaven and see my grand and great-grand kids on a church stage singing worship songs. People would tell me how adorable the kids were and then tell me I was a good mother. And I didn't do much "mothering" It felt odd, but great too! My son may run all over the church, but he calls church "Home". He knows thats a safe place that we learn about God. And for the most part he is nice and friendly to everyone. Lily is just a cute little peanut that melts anyone's heart... good mothering or not!

Then this week and weekend spending time with my kids truly uplifted me. I've created kids I actually like! he he... we stayed in a hotel last night and Zech couldn't sleep without Mommy. So although I got no sleep, his touch was so sweet. He had to lay on me, or be touching my head at all times. Hard to sleep, but a great feeling to be needed. I love how he holds hands when he knows he's been out of control yet still wants the privledge to walk, or how he hits me in the head and immediately says "sorry Mommy!" weird huh!
But although its not really nice to give a tribute to yourself, I just felt like my kids have given their mother's day gift... and I like it!

There's No Place Like Home

We always have lots of fun traveling and seeing family who we don't see often. Its always fun to watch Zech have fun with a friend, and learning 3 year old vocabulary. Its always fun to go to Walmart without the kids every day if I want. Its always fun to sit around and talk to my mom and sisters on the kitchen floor... but there is just no place like home. I look forward to seeing my husband. To see his facial expressions when I tell him about Zech seeing the penguins at the zoo. Or his smile when i tell him about Zech's dancing episode with Leila. He'd laugh when I'd describe how much Leila wanted to dance like a little lady, holding Zech's hand out from herbody, but how Zech just wanted to hold her tight, lay his head on her sholders and just about knock her over... something that will curse him in Jr. high!
I want to see his face as Lily begins to really begin sitting all by herself.
I love the quietness in the bed room even though I am sharing a room with both tiny snorers (As much as I love the man, Dave is a LOUD snorer!), but I miss the touch of his foot when he rolls over, or the kiss on the forehead when he wakes to look at the clock.
I miss being able to vent about my frustrations to the man that always encourages me and makes me feel like I am justified in my stinkin, thinkin! I even miss being there for his vents, agreeing with him in frustration, even if its not happening to me!
Its always fun having a week thats out of the norm, but there's no place like home... home with my man!!!

So Far, So Good

It's been our first trip alone. I feel like supermom, at least for the moment! I packed the kids up, left Dave to himself (sniff sniff, I miss him already) and drove to MO with the kids ALL BY MYSELF!!!! they did so well! Lily cried for the last 15 minutes and thats it. Zech watched his movies, he even changed the DVDs himself (he dropped a few!) I was very impressed, they made me look good! My van stayed pretty clean, and we made pretty good time. We stopped at the St. Louis Zoo. Zech was VERY excited to see the Monkey's, bears, and best of all the one and only Happy Feet (the penguin house!). the Penguins were my favorite too, as the freezing artic weather was a great break from the 80+ degree.
Today we went to the mall early enough that the kids could play at the play place before the mall even opened. AND, I got 4 pair of shoes (not for myself of course... just one pair is mine!) for UNDER $40. Zech and Leila are quite the friends. It does appear that poor Miles is Zech's archenemy! Zech is just having a hard time sharing with him and being nice altogether. There has been many timeouts...
AND... dun dun dun duuuun...
LILY HAS SLEPT THROUGH THE NIGHT! Now, I will work on getting her to sleep past 5:30! she is starting to sit up, learning how to cope with the LOUD REED/JACKSON family! she has been startled quite a few times. Zech has been a super big brother! He gets up at 5:30 to help me take care of her too! Yeah for mommy! (but I am sleeping fully through the house.) Not to mention my two babies snore much softer than my bigger baby back at home.

So I leave you with a cute story about Zech.
Last night (our first night here) Zech was having a hard time staying in a strange room. I felt like I couldn't stay in there with him when I still had Lily to feed and get ready for bed. He cried like he was scared. it was very hard to leave him. I had left a lamp on, then off again, then gave him his own flashlight (one of Zech's favorite!) nothing worked. finally I brought lily up and put her in the crib and told Zech he needed to "watch" her and be a good big brother and stay quiet in the room withher. he said, "Okay, Mommy! I will! I watch Wiwwy (Lily) sweep (sleep)." And I didn't have a problem thereafter! tonight he asked when his sister was coming too.
So far so good! It's being fun!!!

A Week of Random Thoughts

So it feels like its just been a crazy week... So let me go back to last Saturday... there were things I wanted to share. These things will all seem so random... but bear with me!
I struggled with Easter this year. I had to repent and ask God to forgive my TOTAL selfishness! I had planned this Easter Egg Hunt outreach since we moved here. I was so excited because I just LOVE outreach. I prayed regularly and really plotted it out to the best of my abililies. I would go back and forth on being nervous that no kids would show up to being nervous that too many would come. Then it got cold. I knew the turn out would be smaller, but still prayed for just 36, something I thought was pretty reasonable! I mean, who doesn't like an easter egg hunt? Well, I guess the town of Union Grove! No one that doesn't normally come to our church came. So, the "outreach" was a flop. I really wanted to cry. But kept thanking God I could share the story of Easter (The EMPTY TOMB!!!) to the few that were there!


I tried to put my sadness behind me. It was time to break out the Paas egg dye and color us some easter eggs. I was SO excited. Zech's first time! I wanted him to share in the experience with me as much as possible. So he sat on the table as I poured the great smelling vinegar into the cups. Then I let him drop the tablets in. He put them all in one cup. I had to quickly fish them out or we'd have dark brown eggs! I made Dave come watch. I think he secretly thought it was a stupid idea until he saw how much fun Zech had.


That night I worked so hard planning my Easter Dinner. My mom always prepared the ham and the potatos and fruit salad. It had been a long time, so I decided it was time this MOMMA tried it! But to add to it, I made a bunny cake (my new fun project; decorating cakes)... I hated the nose!

The first of many food lessons of the weekend. I realized that not only had I been so excited about the outreach, I was actually looking forward to hosting the Easter meal. I love them both so much. Outreach and hosting. I guess thats God-given to a Pastor's wife! but my meal didn't go like I had planned in my head. I messed up the fruit salad, the potatos were watery, the ham a bit overcooked, and I couldn't keep the mess down (something that stresses me out). I don't know if the entire experience was overshadowed by my complete sadness that no one was at kids church on Easter Sunday! Again, I was well prepared, the lesson was fun and educational. And no one! Zech got a prize for being there and saying his memory verse. "He is not here, He has risen just like he said he would." Matthew 28:6
And to make things better I didn't get my afternoon nap... But I did watch a new "favorite movie"... but ya know, Easter isn't about resurrection eggs and Bunny cakes and ham and potatoes (or if you know how to spell them) Its all about the fact that I have a Savior who came to this Earth just so He could die for all MY sins! And as Zech says "The Egg is Empty!!!" There is no body left in that tomb! He is alive, and I serve this God who is alive. One that has gone through the same (well, WORSE) ministry experiences. I didn't do it for the result, I do it out of obedience! I had to repent. I had lost the meaning. I made it about MY disappointments! and not about His accomplishment!

So since it took me so long to learn that simple lesson, I realized I was weak. Lily had a bad week prior to all this, she didn't sleep, and I was up with her most of the time. Then out of frustration Dave declares he doesnt want more kids (DEVASTATING NEWS FOR ME!). I told him that we'd discuss it once we had sleep. But it made me a nervous wreck all week. If she wimpered, I jumped to stop her. If there was anything unpleasant about her (which are few and far between) I hid it from him in fear of never having another gorgeous Ciske baby! And by the end of the week I was DEAD! I hadn't made time to sit down with my Bible. I hadn't slept-- A deadly combination! I needed food! I needed strength. Beth Moore! the study started this morning! What a powerful speaker! It was very good right off the bat! (I will blog about that later!) But now, with more sleep this week, and some better perspective (and knowing that Dave was just speaking out of frustration) I feel lighter! I feel free-er! And I praise my Living God for this life! And for these amazing blessings!

Lily is really blooming! she's laughing, talking, raspberry-ing, and just as cute as she can be!

Zech is the best big brother! I am so very proud of him! He loves and takes care of his sister! The other day, I was getting laundry and Lily started crying. Oh, well, Laundry needs to be done. But Zech rushed to her side and calmed her. then as he tried to join me downstairs, he'd get as far as the middle of the staircase and she'd start crying, so he'd turn around and rush to check on her. He's just amazing! No more kids??? He has to be on crack!!!

Global Warming???

Is this what Al Gore warned us about? Is he playing a joke on us? I am ready for some global warming...

This was actually taken on Wednesday... I have been too busy to post it! But yes, thats over 6 inches of snow.

Dave had to snow blow.

The last couple of days have been warmer... but it doesn't take much to be warmer than that!

Some Wisconsonites will complain along with me and promise me (the southern girl from Missouri) that this NEVER happens, then there are those who are actually cruely honest that say, "Oh, get used to it, this is Wisconsin for crying out loud!"

Well, I refuse! I know that God controls the weather, and I will never get used to it! He knows we don't like it, and I don't love Him less because he brings it... but God... BRING THE SPRING WEATHER!!!

Please!

My brother the daddy

I am a bit overwhelmed today with the thought that my brother became a daddy last night. He held the girl's hand all the way through the C-Section then went with little Natalie to the nursery and held his daughter's hand as she cried. Its scary... in more ways than one! But, I will continue to pray that he will find the Lord and share Him with his daughter. I pray that no matter what happens, he is a great father to this baby. Now I just hope they get married soon (if all else works the way we need it to!) She does look a lot like Adam, is VERY chubby like he was as a baby. Mom sent pictures and there's one of Adam holding her. I just can't believe it! This neice of mine is so distant. I know she's 8 hours away, but I feel so distant from her! So I pray I can be the aunt she needs! She is the closest to Lily's age... they have the potential of being great friends. Natalie... I pray that Lily is a great influence on you... and you on her!

Spring with Snow

Well, its spring by way of the calendar, but when I look out my window and see snow... I must say its not too spring-y! I started the day off with a small hit of the wall... I immediately asked God for forgiveness and put a smile on my face as I entered my will-not-sleep-through-the-night girl's room. It was 6am, I had stopped counting at #10 for how many times I'd gone into her room at night. Not to mention Dave did some. She just won't sleep! I am running out of ideas. So, I slept on the couch as Dave got ready for work and Zech watched his morning cartoons. Dave bent down to give me a lovingly kiss goodbye and I decided I'd make the day worth it!
I got up, cut Zech's hair, did baths and took pictures. Now, I keep in mind that I will enjoy the end results of the pictures and that keeps me from beating my children through the picture taking process. Zech is almost impossible to get good pictures of... but today it was quite opposite. I got pretty good ones of him, and lily's are just so-so! I had to watch myself... there was a cop sitting right outside our house the entire time. I know it kept my voice a bit lower and calmer. I did however spank Zech for not cooperating... needless to say, I didn't get good pictures from him immediately following that. I also had to bribe him with cheese to get good pictures and some of the pictures actually have some cheese in them.
So, I spent my nap time (the one I REALLY needed!) and edited, played around with, and looked over my pictures a thousand times. I just pray they are as good as I think and I wonder again if I am just really lucky with cute kids.
here are some goodies....




Like I said, I had cut Zech's hair... when he got up from nap and came downstairs, I literally gasped. I had forgotten I cut his hair and was left breathless at how completely adorable he is...
Snow... you will never be as beautiful as this!!!

A Queer

There are many words a young boy can pick up being the youth pastor's son. There are the normal words like "Suck" and "Stupid" that I expected I'd have to deal with. And I am quick to correct any youth who attempt to use the real 4 letter words. But I never expected to hear my 2 year old exclaim, "Look, Mommy, its a queer!" Uh, What? Tell me again? "A Queer!" He was very proud of his discovery of a real live "queer". I racked my brain wondering where he would have heard a word like that. I KNOW we don't say it... (I am aware that "Suck" and "Stupid" do accidently come out of our mouths)... but Queer? I know better. Not to mention, where is he seeing one? So finally his diaper is changed he stands to his feet and points to the celing...
Yes, I laid down to take the picture, so you could see what he saw...


Guess what? Its a QUEER!!! I mean Square! What a genius! I am taking credit and am not allowing Mickey Mouse, or little Einstiens... I let Zech play with a magnadoodle in Wal-mart the other day as we shopped. And I drew shapes as he called out what they were. So, I taught him that! he he! A proud moment (after realizing your son doesn't see invisible queers!)!

I am learning...
I got my camera home last night and did as much reading as my little mind could comprehend, and decided playing around with it today would be the best bet. I had to stop for my children's eye sight's sake! But wanted to posts some shots from our day.
We visited Sierra today. The older boys really hit it off and played very well together. Isaiah wasn't sure about sharing his many bikes, but once Zech picked a less special one, they were instant buddies. Noah is a spitting image of his daddy, so I tried to capture as many shots of him as I could!

So here goes...
Here is Isaiah in his COOL glasses

And beautiful Noah


They aren't too hard to make a picture look good. So I tried my action mode to see what I could do... here is the scene... two boys rough housing with some stuffed dog. Zech gets his and throws it...





And last but NEVER least... are my gorgeous babies!


Again, I am SO blessed with this gift! The Camera is so fun!!! I can't wait until its nice out again!!!

OH MY GOODNESS!!!

So I go to what I think is going to be a normal dinner at my in-laws. And at first it was... then BAM, they hand me this bag with a WONDERFUL Canon Rebel in it! (thats a camera... if anyone is like me and knows very little about them!)
I don't know if I want to poop my pants, pee all over the place, or vomit. It made me so nervous... not just the fact that I have this elaborate most wonderful gift (tangible gift that is) in my hands (one I truly do not deserve!) but that I know that means I am taking Rachel's wedding photos. I think I can do it... Imean the card can hold 600 shots, I am sure 100 will turn out. But, it is a very huge responsibility (and honor) and I just feel like crying when I really think about it. I have a lot of research and practicing to do before then! So, my poor little babies, the perfect subjects for practicing. I am sure the thing (well, its much too nice to call it a thing)... Camera... will be planted around my neck for at least 6 months so I can figure it out! I have A LOT to learn... Library, here we come... websites, be prepared! Oh, man, I have the vomiting urge again... I am SO nervous!!! Thanks Rachel's wedding budget (well, Mom and Dad that is!)
Hopefully picures will be posted soon!

Miss Chris

Miss Chris passed away a week ago. And since we've not seen her in a year and some months, its hard for it to really sink in that we will NEVER see her again.

Miss Chris was the very first person we told that we were pregnant with Zech (sorry family!). We had decided not to tell anyone until we'd told our families but Miss Chris had been pretty sick and was not having a good morning. Dave was one of her favorites and always called him the son she never had. She babied him bit too much if you ask me! But She was weary that day and so Dave went into her office and shut the door, whispered in her ear that we were finally pregnant. Somthing she had prayed for just as much as we had. She broke down in such joyous tears. Then picked her fragile body up and made her way downstairs to congratulate me.

She rubbed my belly often and prayed over Zech from that moment on. When he was born, she turned into an instant granny for him away from his own grandmas. She rocked him, sang to him, prayed over him. He was always so serene by her. I remember when dave was at camp and Zech was 4 months old, I went to the church to work on some DVDs and Zech was unbareable. Miss Chris took him for walks up and down the hallways until he lay limp in her arms sleeping cozy by his Miss Chris.

She had cancer for a while. It wasn't getting much better. And she suffered. So sad that she's in heaven dancing with her groom... I am not! But I am grieved that she never got to see Zech's cute expressions when he would have said "Uh, Hiya, Miss Chris!" I am sad that he never got her hugs again or the candy from her kids' stash! I am overwhelmed by the thought that Lily will never know her joy. And that Miss Chris will not have the impact on my children like she did on so many others. However, I will always remind my baby boy of her granny in St. Louis who loved him so dear! And we are blessed knowing Miss Chris no longer has cancer, she got better, WAY BETTER, and she is no longer suffering! Thank You, Jesus for healing her!

77 Degrees!!!

It was such a wonderful day out today! I just wanted to post some pictures of the kids having fun outdoors... even Lily (who has finally learned to breathe outdoors!)
Here is the wagon Zech got a year and a half ago for Christmas, but we had no way to get it to California... see the difference??? Wow!!!
He isn't walking yet here, he was using the wagon as a push toy... and almost falling down!!

And now... he can pull it, push it, run with it, and climb in and out of it!


Here are the two of them... Lily really is having fun, she just doesn't know how to express it that much!

The wagon was given to us by Dave's Papa... it was his as a kid... so its very special, and we are so glad to finally have it residing at OUR house!!! Yipee!!!

And there's my Lily... who loves to stand. I wonder if she'll start standing before she sits, since when I try to have her "practice" sitting she makes sure to stand!
She's tiny!!!

The Perfect Day

I had such a perfect day... Well almost! My babies have been sick for awhile. Zech getting a sinus infection, Lily having RSV, has taken its toll on me! Dave has been so swamped at work, that I can barely bare to ask him for much more help at home because I want to let him rest a little. I thought I was getting sick there for a while. But today! It was a good day. I decided when I got up this morning that staying in the house was a bad idea. Lily had me up 6 times last night... not really sure why, but I counted all six! And I was exhausted when they got up at 7 (which is NOT a bad time.) So I laid down on the couch promising myself I'd get up after this cartoon... well, maybe one more cartoon, then I will get up. So finally at 8:45, I pick up the phone and call my sister-in-law who... lets just say "had the day off". "Wanna go to the mall with us?" I was SO happy when she didn't even hesitate and agreed to meet us at 10. Even though I was not ready at ten, or even eleven for that matter, we went to the mall. I got Zech the cutest easter outfit (WITH A HAT) I am SO excited. And Zech got to play at the kids place... and was very polite and very social. He made his mommy proud. So he got some treats from the toy store, and some jelly beans from Old Navy, and he remained good! Lily napped, and ate some, and we left with Ice Cream! It was a beautiful day! I truely had a blast! Even when we sat in traffic for an hour and a half (when I wanted to take a different route! He he... in case Rachel reads). It makes me realize just how wonderful I have it! My kids are so cute (we had a conversation about how most kids are "cute" but my kids are a different kind of cute... they are GORGEOUS!!!). They are well behaved, even tempered (for the most part) and easy going. My sister in law likes me enough to be friends with me and spend her day with a scatter brained mommy and 2 gorgeous kids! And I have a husband that rushed home to see us (even though we were late because of the route we took to get home RACHEL!!!)(just kidding, btw). I put my kids to bed, they stayed in bed (lily might sleep all night... she had cereal tonight... thick cereal... LOVED IT... cried when I wasnt fast enough!) I cleaned the house... including the toilets... but then Dave got called to work. He'll have to work overnight. Hense the reason I am on at 12:30am... I can't sleep. i want my Davey! I feel like I've put unnessasary pressure on him and made him feel pulled between a demanding job and a demanding wife. I woke up this morning praying that God will keep me in my place. My place to encourage him and love him, and know that we will be together forever and that a few extra hours at work will not hurt us. So, even though my night didn't end as perfect as it had been the multiple hours before, I am so glad God answered my prayers and helped me be more supportive and loving as my dear husband left frustrated at his job. We looked forward to putting the kids to bed early and having some alone time. We needed it. But, we've built a strong marriage... it won't break over one night! Sometimes parenthood can take a lot... but today it was a giving day!

I am not that negative

I wanted to try out this bew foint!
That says, "I wanted to try out this new font!" It looks cute to me!
But hard to really understand!

I just reread my last post about having to change my shirt. And I wanted to record that I am not that negative. Sure I don't want my kids to be sick, and I am VERY tired! But, I am blessed to have more than 3 shirts to change into! And I am blessed that ALL my kids have is a sinus infection and maybe RSV. That their illnesses are ones that will get better. I love that I didn't have to call into work these past three days or have to take my kids to a sitter sick. I am a very blessed woman, even if I came across as complaining before. I guess I had a moment of conviction, and would never want to come across as being ungrateful for the marvelous blessings I have. I mean really, I have a husband that would actually like to see the wet t-shirt... and I know that... so I must be doing something right, right?
Anyway, wanted to clear that up and make sure that everyone knows that I am VERY happy with life... even when life brings buckets of snot!

Will it ever end???

As I sit down to finally have some time where my arms are not holding someone, I notice my day may not be a great day after all. I've already changed my shirt twice, just to see that this current shirt has chocolate cookie all over it.
My first shirt was covered in Lily snot. She can't help it, I can't help it. I've wiped, I've suctioned, I've cleaned off with a warm towel... its just on the run! So I change.
My second shirt got completely drenched by the kids bath. Lily still doesn't like the bath... Zech likes it too much. He likes to pour water on the ledge ( I guess he doesn't realize that it will eventually fall to the ground) so as I lean over to wash Lily (screaming lily... producing more snot as she cries) I get completely drenched. I try to smile as I think of how my husband wouldn't mind the wet white shirt, but quickly get back to the bath tub mind!
I get Lily out, quickly get her warm in a cute outfit (maybe it will make her feel better). I try to put her down to get yet another shirt. Then I try to rock my sick baby to sleep. She sounds as if shes sleeping constantly as she snores even when she is awake. Sleep is not coming. So I put her down to clean Zech (making sure to clean up the water to save my shirt)... he's not too happy... and Lily has taken cue and decided she's not happy either. I have to let them cry!
Zech gets dressed, Lily gets rocked (along with Zech, who has decided Lily has had momma for too long, its his turn now!) She's finally asleep. I think "Wow, I can get online" But Zech wants to be held. I bribe him with devil's food cookies and he quickly follows me down stairs. I start looking at my email when I notice that every cookie in the just opened container has had a snotty bite taken out of it. I really wanted those cookies too! I put the cookies away, there's no need for him to eat them all... and it causes a melt down. His intentions were to keep me from eating any, i am sure and to secure them all for himself (12 cookies!!!)He's checking to make sure he won't gain too much from all those cookies...
He wants consoled, I pick him up, and now I need a new shirt! I probably don't even have another one!

You are probably wondering why I get all bent out of shape about a shirt! Well, I have two sick kids. One with a sinus infection, and another with a possible case of RSV. One is gettin over his, so unfortunately Lily started getting sick when Mamma was already tired from caring for Zech. Lily can't sleep laying down flat, but still feels she must be on her belly. So I've had 3 nights of sleeping sitting up with a snoring little girl that can't seem to get comfortableand is just so full of snot we could try to market it!. She's on the verge of dehydration from not eating,
She doesn't look too sick does she? I tried spoon feeding her some liquid. So, although changing shirts isn't normally a blog worthy topic... today it just seems bigger than normal. Little sleep makes big problems... now, the problem... getting a new shirt... God will provide, right?

Is Spring Coming???

The snow is melted... It really stinks... not that the snow has melted, it just litterally stinks. I don't know if its the smell of tons of water on the lawns, or if since its warmer I can smell all the farms. The area looks so drab... no color, but the sun is shining. And its VERY warm (compared to last weekend). So i had to get the kids out of the house. They are both sick now and I feel like I can smell the snot everywhere! I couldn't stand it! Its play group day, my day to meet with other moms and see if they are yet supermoms, but with 2 snotty kids, and with respect for the other mommies, we didn't go. So instead we went to the outlet mall. Its outdoors. So we walked a lot outdoors. I loved it. I loved looking at all the shorts and pastel easter colors. I wanted to buy it all (and did buy probably too much). It makes me excited to think of all the things we can do in the spring. I started thinking of our vacation and all the things we can do when it comes. I just can't wait. Its a good thing! It gave me energy to get the house clean and disinfected. I know I wrote about that very thing yesterday. But it didn't get done. Didn't you read that I have two sick kids... get off my back! he he! But today, the windows are open the place is airing out, and I am feeling good... But still have things to do... must get to them... SPRING IS COMING!!!

GET STUFF DONE!!!

I must get stuff done. Why am I on here? Just a quick boost knowing I will not have time once I start my mission. The mission: HOUSE TOP TO BOTTOM. I kinda want to get it cleaned and disinfected, but its always my goal, that never gets accomplished, so a bad mood arises. Zech is sick still. Wants to cuddle a lot, so I must take advantage of that and not get frustrated that the sleeping bag the cousins slept on LAST weekend is still laying in Lily's room. The baby loves mamma to entertain. Something that may pass in the next five years, so I must soak it up instead of getting antsy about the bedsheets getting changed.
If I work fast and do as much as I can, thats good enough for now, right. The house will always have messes to clean up (something I am not happy about!)... but my kids will only be small for a short time (another thing I am NOT happy about!)
Well, I am wasting time! I should start my wonderful disinfection of the world around me! It will make me happy in the long run! Good and better day to all of you!

A Good Nights Rest

Its been a week now that Lily has finally slept through the night. She goes down at 7:30ish and wakes at 10:30 for a feeding, but then can last until 6:30 or even 7:30 like she did the day before. I am a new person! I have made it through the day without napping, gotten everything done, spend really great learning time with Zech, been in a great mood! Its crazy what sleep can do for you! Now last night she didn't wake up wanting to eat, but couldn't figure out how to roll herself back over to go back to sleep. She rolled about 5 times needing momma's assistance. No big deal right? She's mastering a new skill, but boy, am I tired and its 11 and I have got nothing done so far! Sleep is the key!
Its been 3 months (even longer if I count the uncomfortable pregnancy nights) since I've gotten to sleep all night through. Its amazing... I am refreshed (for the most part). I have underestimated the good nights rest! Thank you God for giving it back to me!

No Need for Dr. Phil!


I DVR Dr. Phil and I've noticed a huge trend. He has some pretty messed up people on his show! And I thought about how I would never get on his show. Not that it bothers me much, he disappoints me quite often with his watered down baptist faith. However, if I look at my life and even accentuate the negative... I am proud to say I will still never make it on the Dr. Phil show!

• I get angry when my precious baby wakes me in the middle of the night (JUST TO GET THE PACIFIER BACK!). I sometimes even shout from the kitchen SHUT UP!
• I don't always get in the shower, put on clean clothes, brush my teeth, and straighten the house until minutes before my husband gets home.
• I don't always stay on top of the laundry, and we end up fetching our clothes from the dryer instead of the dresser drawers.
• I sometimes yell at my children, and even get short with my husband.
• I forget to make important phone calls.
• I eat too much during the day (and at night)
• I will forget to change the kids diapers until they have exploded.
• I am over weight
• I don't always pick up the phone when it rings, even when its beloved family members.
• My room is messy sometimes.
• There are days I forget to read stories to my children.
• I often neglect my husband...

But I am proud to say: I WILL NEVER MAKE IT ON THE DR. PHIL SHOW!

• No matter how angry I get at having to get up, I always pray over her as I rock her, and ask forgiveness for telling a 3 month old to shut up!
• My husband loves me even when I stink!
• I do get the laundry washed and dryed (most of the time!)
• I show much love to my children MANY times a day, and I always give my husband a kiss good-bye and good-night
• I talk to my sister every day!
• I buy healthy snacks
• There are many days when I have a perfect schedule and every diaper gets changed in a timely manner
• I am on a healthy diet (right now at least)
• I always call family when I've missed them
• I am a good housekeeper (for the most part)
• We end each day with our kids with devotions and prayer. Zech can even pray!
• I actively think of ways to better love my husband.
• I am in love with my Lord and Savior!

And if that can't get me on Dr. Phil, I don't want even try! His show can keep their freaks!

He's TWO!!!


Two years ago today, at this time (10:30 pm) I was staring down at this new baby born just that day to me! I remember asking God to help me be a good mom, to show me the correct way to handle those sticky situations, to love him even when I am mad, and even when he is bad. I remember thinking that he wouldn't stay little forever so I needed to remember every move he made and every cute little smirk on his face. I remember fearing that I'd forget what he looked like if I let the nurses take him to the nursery.
Now, he's two!
He is very nurturing, yet wants to have his space. One minute he can be screaming at another kid for standing in his "area" and the next moment he's running to his sister asking "Whats that matter?" as she cries. He is very energetic. Loves to run circles around the house. He goes from one activity to another and yet he still loves structure. He likes if I can keep him on a schedule and if we vear away, he will definately let me know. I would say he's a strong willed child. And I praise God that there are certain things that are actually working when it comes to discipline. I just know that this strong willed trait will some day be a huge blessing to his life.
He has begun to really talk, repeating most of what we say... which is not always a good thing, unfortunately. He told me this morning, "Happy birthday to me?" So I had to sing the song to him again. Something I will do everyday if I get to see that wonderful smile! And then he tries to sing it back. He is just just a spectacular boy.
Now as we enter the TERRIBLE TWOS, I find myself with somewhat the same prayers as when he was born. I ask God to continue to give me godly wisdom to be a good mom, to show me the correct ways to discipline, that he will see my love even when I am mad, and know he is loved even when he is bad. I look at him and see him growing so fast and pray I can capture every cute saying and every new adventure a 2 year old goes through. I no longer fear that I won't recognize this gorgerous little baby, for now he is such a unique boy.

Baby Dedication

My baby Lily was dedicated at church today! She was such a ham! She wanted to be facing outward, then she wanted to lean forward and move her arms all around to say hi to everyone. I think she just might be a preformer someday! As her Opa prayed over her she grinned ear to ear at him, melting his heart. He could barely go on! She is such a precious little baby!
I dedicate her to the Lord since He is the reason I have her. I am humbled at the responsibility to get to raise her and have the pleasure to see her grow to love the lord like He intended. I have faith she will cling to Him. Oma sang a song at the dedication that I have been singing over her from the very beginning...


Hold To Jesus By Erin O'Donnell

Your a little piece of heaven, your a golden ray of light. And I wish I could protect you from the worries of this life. But if there's one thing I could tell you, its no matter what you do, hold to Jesus, he's holding on to you.

The world will try to tell you that night is warm and bright. That beauty's on the outside, and being good's a losing fight. But remember what I've told you, because the world will make you choose, hold to Jesus He's holding on to you.

Hold on to Jesus, cling to his love. Rest deep in His mercy whenever things get rough. Don't lose sight of his goodness and don't ever doubt this truth, that when you hold on to Jesus, he's holding on to you!

Hear me Dear Jesus, rock this little one to sleep. Keep her close when she's scared, and give her grace when she is weak. I know she'll stumble, but I know she'll make it through if you hold on to her just like you said you'd do. Hold her Jesus and she'll hold on tight to you.

If I could add to this song I would add all the prayers I've prayed for her already. Prayers that ask Jesus to be the one she can confide in. I'd add how I know that there comes a time in a daughters life when "Mamma" isn't the first person she wants to talk to. And that's okay with me as long as Jesus is that person! I would add my hopes that she would have a huge reputation. Not as the world gives them, but one that says God is always first in her life. I'd add a line that expresses my biggest fear that she will pick meaningless love over the eternal one God gives. Yet I'd quickly follow the line up with my surrender to God as he is the one much wiser than I am that can help me raise this beautiful daughter. I'd end the song with my thankfulness and gratitude that God has given me such a wonderful little girl, no matter how grown up she gets.
So, my Lily Girl! There's no way my lines would sound quite as good... just Hold on to Jesus and he will do the rest!

Temporarily insane!!!




I can honestly say I really really do enjoy staying at home with my kids. I can't imagine taking them to a daycare and dropping them off only to call and check up all day long. So, what I am about to say needs to be taken with a grain of salt!
MY KIDS ARE DRIVING ME CRAZY!!! We stayed in last Thursday and did the end of the week house work because Dave had the next day off. Then we all went out for the day on Friday... that was the last day I went anywhere, and we all got out of the house! Today is MONDAY! It doesn't seem like a long time, but I have cabin fever after one day! Saturday I wanted to let Dave have a lounge around day so I didn't press to get out. Then the blizzard came. It started to really snow hard! So by afternoon, we were snowed in. Then Church gets canceled, and the Blizzard returns. So there was no outings on Sunday either. Then... we had to take our van in for some safety repairs and they inform me today (today is the day I thought I would break down and work for 50 cents an hour just to get away!) that they can't guarantee my van even by this weekend. I really feel bad for that poor man who called with the news. Zech is screaming because mamma won't blow bubbles for the next 20 hours, Lily is screaming because she hasn't learned to just FALL ASLEEP!!! And the phone rings with this horrid news.
I think Zech gets cabin fever just as bad, so he starts to get more and more wild as the hours tick and he is still in the house. He wants a snack, but can't decide which one, so no matter what I offer its as if I've offered him poison. Lily wants a nap, but has fought it so much that she can't seem to get comfy and just close her eyes and fall asleep. And I am just trying my hardest to be the best mom I can be at that moment when two kids are screaming their heads off and I can't help them at all.
I keep my cool, never raised my voice (praise God for His help) and leave Zech to find his own snack (which prompts him to make up his mind very fast!) And sway Lily just an extra second faster and all is calm. So I call the guy back, trying to figure out what I can do about our van. He offers a loaner and apologizes as he promises me he will do the best he can to get it to me before Thursday.
Hallelujah, I have a car, we're going out tomorrow! It's play date day!!! And I will forget how crazy these kids make me! I do love them so much anyway, how can I not!

My Photography


I have been told lately that my photography is really good. I want to belive that, and I want to feel more confident in what I love to do. Maybe I feel self-conscience about it because there are professional photographers in my family... I did not attend school, nor have I even read a book about it. But still, I have never taken my kids to portrait studios because I know I can take their pictures at home for free, and when they are happy and ready, not when I pre-scheduled them. I think I am getting sick of not having any confidence in them. I mean look at some...
















I can't capture that at SEARS or JC Pennys... is it possible I just might have talent. Well, maybe I can admit it to no one on here, just you other bloggers who don't really know me. But, maybe someday I will be able to really sit back and say, I am a talented photographer, and I like it!
Or is it that I get lucky with such photogenic kids? There I go again... I guess the pictures can speak for themselves.

Previous Post

This was actually published back in August 06, but I thought it was in the wrong category, so I cut and copied it in here. Here it was...


Well, I have a myspace, so on occasion, I post on there. But I wanted to start something for my little blessings! I keep a small journal for them, but don't always get to it. I thought maybe starting a blog would help me keep my thoughts down for them. When I was growing up ( I am sure every kid will hear that once or twice in their lifetime) paper and pen was all there was. Maybe a typewriter could capture thought... but my kiddos? No, they get a blog! (whatever that even stands for!) So here is the start! It is August (oh man, I don't even know!!!) Oh yeah, August 10th, 2006. I used to work outside the home and I had to write the date everyday at least once. Now... I am lucky if I know what day of the week it is! But anyway, I am 27 years old. I have Zechariah, who is 16 months, and the most amazing child I have ever seen! He has such total extremes to his personality! He can be so sweet, and calm, yet throw the meanest, nastiest, wildest fits of any kid I have ever seen! He copes well to change, and is quick to learn (just as I learn) how to deal with those outbursts. It is completely amazing! His intensity will someday turn into the most wonderful personality trait he has! He kisses on me, and loves me, is excited to see me, but if things seem to go wrong at the wrong moment, he can hit me! How is that? I will never understand, but we are working through it! And praise God, the loving comes WAY more often than the hittings! And nothing ever changes about the way we love each other! Its amazing! So to sum him up in one word... I guess by what I've just said... AMAZING! The experience, the learning, the challenges, the rewards!!! AMAZING! Just when you least expect it, he amazes you more! He has brought me into motherhood, which should I sound redundant? IS AMAZING! So that is his adjective for now! I am also 6 months pregnant with my daughter. She will bring more experiences, more learning, and more challenges... but most definately more rewards to our group! She seems much calmer than Zech did... which I am praying is part of her personality! I am so completely excited about her arrival. She should be here sometime around November 17th... We get to plan it, but haven't made it definate yet! She already has her daddy worried! He talks to Zech about protecting her and treating her with respect and dignity! He tells me that I need to be sure to get the longer skirts at the store even for the 0-3 month size. I tell him it doesn't matter, he says "It sets a precedent!" So we foresee a pretty protective DAddy!!! But, man! I can't wait! I am a stay at home mom. Something I have always dreamed about, and although we don't have everything we think we "want" materialistically, we have a bright young man that is learning in our home by his mommy and daddy! So I can't ask for much more. God has definately blessed us by allowing us to do this for our family! I am a wife. Have been for almost 6 years. It is so wonderful! Without Dave, I don't know where I'd be! He has faithfully lead our family into God's will, and I have no doubt he always will! It is a wonderful thing to share life's "life" with your best friend! We are youth pastors. It is quite the challenge, but we are a family called by God! And there is nothing more honorable than that! I love being in ministry, and I can't wait to see whats around the bend for us! So, here's the first blog... Kiddos, I love ya, and I hope MOmmy can find some time to keep this going for ya! I will share it all!!! Just for you, guys!!!

MY LIFE:


It's so funny how ever since I was WAY younger my dream was to be a Stay at home mom. To raise my kids myself. And as many dreams we have when we are younger seem to not turn out the way we intended... its just not so with this one. My life is almost exactly the way I thought it would be. Dave is a pastor, we live in a parsonage, I am a stay at home mom of TWO kids. We wake rather early, and only about 3 hours after Lily's last feeding, have breakfast. Zech goes and watches his "shows" while I clean up the kitchen and bedrooms. Our goal is TV off by 9pm and house clean. Doesn't always happen that way, but hey, I have a three month old, routines take time.
We've joined play groups and worked the mall into our days, yep, this is the life.
I've really started trying to take more pictures. I really enjoy it. I love seeing my kids laugh and getting to capture it on camera. Even if I have to fight with Zech to sit still for a single picture.




My life is turning out the way I thought it'd be. We don't have a ton of money, or wonderful fancy cars, or an elaborate material life, but I've got my devoted husband, not just to me, but to GOD, I've got my son and daughter, with the agreement we will have more. I've got family close by that I see often (something I never thought I cared about!) And I've got Christ!
My day is full of great and wonderful things. Play time, reading time, crazy physical activity time, quiet time, nap time, snack time... But even better is the devotion time we've established with Zech. I look forward to it every night. When he finds a way to climb into bed, cuddles up and listens to the Bible story. Then we point things out in teh pictures tries to say new words (still don't know how JESUS became SHANTI and how HOLY SPIRIT became HOLY another word we don't say! But we are working on it!) But he bows his head and prays with me. He mentions his daddy and sister and mamma in his prayers, then ends with the sweetest AMEN! It makes me so proud. And makes me feel like if my whole day isn't perfect, I have ended it doing one thing right! Pointing my child towards Christ. My sole purpose as a mother!

Bad Motherhood day!



I vowed to never scream at my children (or their father for that matter!). I now pray that Zech will not remember that I broke that vow! Today was not a great day for me! My house just needed a few things done to it to make it the way it should be. So I don't know if the pressure of getting that done mixed very ill with Zech's bad behavior... or if I just need more sleep overall.
He had such a large screaming fit again while I was feeding Lily. Its like he knows I can't get up and do anything, so he pushes every button possible. Well, buttons pushed is not an excuse for looking a tiny 2 year old in the face and screaming. And thats just what I did. I didn't yell bad things at him. Ididn't call him names or hurt him physically... I just yelled! LOUD!!! Then I walked him to his room. We eneded up having to sit outside his room and hold the door closed. Then finally this tiny gorgeous boy comes out and hugs me and says "sorry, mamma"... No, Mamma is sorry! There is never an excuse to yell. No matter what happens, and no matter how mad I get, I am the adult right? I set the example, right? I am shaping this boy's (and with Lily in myarms too) demeanor. What to I say? "Zech, use your words!" As I throw mine out the window and scream!

So, I am sorry, buddy!! And to Lily who was just trying to enjoy her milk. I just pray you remember all the things Mamma does right and quickly forget the many I do wrong.
I love you both!!

How can I truly scream at this gorgeous thing????

My little Ballerina!

Well, its 3 days before my baby Lily comes... its 2:36am, and she has me up already! She thinks its a wonderful game to put her hands above her head (which, since she's already head down and ready to come out... this is UNCOMFORTABLE)... so she puts her hands above her head and twirls. Look at that picture!!! Do you see room for a baby to twirl? I am very ready to lay down comfortably, to be able to lift my legs without pain, to be able to turn over at night, run, ahh, and sleep on my tummy again! But then I think about how long she's been in there and how I feel her move and squirm and how recently she will poke her foot out and Dave and I can actually measure it, and I get sad for Tuesday! Tuesday I will wake up and not be pregnant anymore! I can say it in two totally opposite tones! Yipee! I will wake up and not be pregnant anymore... and OH NO! I will wake up and not be pregnant anymore! I just love it so much! But look at me! I really can't wait! Her room is ready, her bag is packed... she's coming on Monday! I will get to hold her in my arms and cuddle her, kiss her, and caress her! Oh how delightful!
I try to picture what she will look like, then I try not to so I can be surprised! I have her tiny little clothes layed out then I see that picture above and worry she won't fit in any of them! I look a these little bitty socks and onsies and wonder what it will be like. It seems like a while since I've held a baby so small. But I know it will all come back and with such enjoyment. I already have thoughts of how she's going to be. I believe she'll be laid back, go with the flow, patient, and very cuddly. Maybe because Zech was so bouncy and loud and not as patient as a mom would want. Still a very great child, but a bit more work in some areas. So I rub my HUGE belly and remind her that I already have the crazy active boy, and I can't wait to meet my calm, patient little girl! :)
But that won't be long now! Just the weekend, then she's here! I can hardly wait! I just hope I get to sleep soon!

Why do you have to be so grown up?

My son is not even 2 and he has to do things all grown up. He doesn't want me to hold his hand as he goes down the stairs, or even help him get his coat off anymore. Our screen door doesn't latch in our new home, so if the big door is open, he can open the screen and leave if he wants. Praise God he hasn't yet, but the thought that he's capable of doing it makes me so sad. Today, I was bringing in groceries and this little 20 month old opens the door for me. Who is this tiny (well, he was never a tiny newborn) little man that used to be my baby? He talks on the phone, "Yeah... hmmm, oh, okay... sure... bye!" its so grown-up!
He's going to wake up on Monday assuming all is normal. Then he will lay down for his nap, wake up and find out that he's a big brother. A BIG brother! No! he can't be! He's a baby! But no matter what I do, he keeps getting older and more "grown-up". And I hear this will not stop! Soon I will have another little tiny baby. And she might grow up too! What will I do?
I adore the new things he can accomplish, and even though its a pain that he can get out of his room so early in the morning, its nice to know we've taught him some independence... Its just that he could have waited a bit longer to grow up!
Dave's favorite thing now is how Zech will get up ever so quietly, open his door without a creek, and sneak into our room in the early morning. He walks up to Dave's side of the bed and gently brushes his cheek. Dave purposely rolls over about 5:30 am just so he's ready for the wonderful awakening! But I remember when I'd hear this tiny baby coo in his bed in the mornings, and I'd go in and peek into his crib and he'd look up at me and kick his feet, flail his arms around, and squeal in delight as I'd scoop him up and cuddle him in my arms. No baby bed for him. No sitting still so Mommy can come in and scoop him up. Its running and jumping and climbing stairs without Mommy now!
But he's still just as cute, and oh so intelligent! I marvel at all he can learn in one day. And how cute it is to hear him say "More Melk Pees!" or "Um, yeah, okay, mama!" in response to my questions. I guess its not a complete disaster for him to grow up... I just can't believe how quickly it happens!!!