Baylee

Aubrey

Jaden

Baylee

Quote of the Week

Two mistakes accompany most discussions on gluttony. The first is that it only pertains to those with a less than shapely waistline; the second is that it always involves food. In reality, it can apply to toys, television, entertainment, sex, or relationships. It is about an excess of anything.

Chris Donato

Kids Say the Darndest Things...

Some good recent ones...

(Jaden while watching Tony fix the sprinklers) "This is a calamity!"
(Me) "What is a calamity, Jaden?"
(Jaden) "That means, when a lot of chickens escape in your house and break all of your stuff."

(Jaden after hearing that we were not having eggs for breakfast) "But, I'm the eggman and I'm ready for an egg!"

(Jaden, first thing in the morning) "Mommy, is it Today or Tomorrow?"

(Baylee, knocking on the door)
(Me) "Who is it?"
(Baylee, in her little Baylee voice) "It's me, Bayleesan Bunkins!"

Aubrey's updated vocabulary:
*Mama
*Dada
*Baba
*Yum!
*Yuck Yuck!
*Tickle!
*Stinky!

The highest I've ever seen Tony in the air!

Toilet Paper Bandit

This is why we are always out of toilet paper around here!

Jaden :)

Baylee :)

This is so much fun!

Cute

New Jammies

Swimming!

Okay, bear with me... I just put all my pictures on Picasa and and trying out their "blog it" feature. :)

Swimming!

Not bad for a cell phone pic...

Eating Dirt! Too much fun. :)

Quote of the Week

Do not have your concert first and tune your instruments afterward. Begin the day with God.

Hudson Taylor

Happy Anniversary!

My parents are celebrating 29 years today! Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad, we love you.

From my CF card

Baylee around 6 months. :)

Trash Compactor!

I know, not many people will get excited about a fancy trash can... but I do. I have wanted a trash compactor for such a long time, and finally tonight, my dad and Tony installed it. Well, are installing it. Hopefully my poor dad won't be here much longer! I can't tell you how many projects I've concocted, that my sweet husband and father see through for me. This is a very familiar scene at our house. Dad, doing something, usually very precisely (read: slowly) and Tony, doing nothing, usually slowing Dad down even more asking questions and talking about stuff that has nothing to do with the project. I think it is so much fun. My husband, the eternal optimist, and my Dad, the eternal (we'll just say perfectionist). They are an awesome team. I usually am on kid-control, keeping kids out of the way and away from sharp tools. (Don't read the previous post with that in mind.) Then, after their bedtime, I just do my own thing and sneak in from time to time to check on the progress. It's good to be me. Thanks Dad, and Tony, for all many projects you've done for me. :) I'm so excited to have a trash compactor!

My Little Comedian

I always say I'm going to write down everything Jaden says in the day and blog it. He is so funny sometimes. Of course, that never happens... and it would probably bore everyone but Grandma. However, I am going to attempt to jot down the occasional funny thing he says, just so I'll have it down someday when I'm an empty-nester and bored. (To be honest, I've got myself pictured with a book in one hand, and a glass of wine in the other.) Although that's probably just coming from a mom with 3 very young children! I'm sure I'll miss them when they are gone. :)

So this evening, Jaden cut his leg. How that happened, we will leave out for fear of CPS knocking on my door. It really wasn't that bad. He wasn't even crying... that is, until it was time for a band-aid. I've never known a child who was scared of a bandage. Jaden hates band-aids. He loses it every time I try to put one on him.

These particular band-aids have little pictures of hot wheels cars on them. Jaden always needs to know the names of the cars before they are applied. Usually, if they are red, they are Lightening McQueen, if they are blue, The King, etc. This band aid however, had a yellow car. So, not wanting my son, who is already on the verge of tears to be disappointed, I try to come up with a really cool name for his car. "This one" I say, in my most dramatic voice "is called Yellow Fury!"

Upon hearing this, he bursts into inevitable band-aid applying hysterics. It took a minute for him to calm down enough for me to make out, "But Mommy, I don't want a yellow fairy car on my leg!" :)

How do you get three squirmy kids to sit still, look at the camera and smile? If anyone knows, fill me in. :)

Haircuts!

Today was haircut day at our house. Aubrey got his very first, might I add, overdue, haircut. He was really hard to do because he is so squirmy and his hair is so so straight. It turned out ok though. Tony and Jaden got a trim as well. Here are a few pics.

Before

Having a little fun

After

My Handsome Guys

Baylee being a little mommy :)

Terrific Two's

Two year olds are special little creatures. On one hand, they are the most adorable, curious and imaginative at that stage. My favorite pictures of Jaden are from the two year old stage. He has only gotten more handsome and sweet, but he no longer has the chubby cheeks and the curious expressions. Don't get me wrong, I really do not wish to return to Jaden's second year... it was a tough one. I just remember how precious he was when he wasn't being, well, terrible. On the other hand, just look at the pictures. This is the typical "terrible two's" you hear about, but never fully expect to experience. It really begins around one, and starts to fade away around three. However, the very *best* of it happens right around two to two and a half. It's hard sometimes, but it's a normal stage and I wouldn't trade the good times to avoid the bad. I love these little people so much. This is Baylee from just the other day. The one of Jaden was taken right at two and a half. [and no, neither of them are pretending] It really reminds me how I'm not much different from a two year old. I have a heavenly father who loves and cherishes me, and works all things together for my good. And yet, I find myself in the same stubborn, selfish, rebellious state as my little ones. I think, "if they just knew that I am doing ___ for their good." How often He must think the same thing of me. And yet, when I look at these pictures, I can't help but have a soft spot for my little sinners, even in the midst of their sin. How much more does God love us, even in our sinful state. How blessed we are!

The love of God is greater farThan tongue or pen can ever tell;It goes beyond the highest star,And reaches to the lowest hell;The guilty pair, bowed down with care,God gave His Son to win;His erring child He reconciled,And pardoned from his sin.

Refrain:Oh, love of God, how rich and pure!How measureless and strong!It shall forevermore endure—The saints’ and angels’ song.

When hoary time shall pass away,And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall,When men who here refuse to pray,On rocks and hills and mountains call,God’s love so sure, shall still endure,All measureless and strong;Redeeming grace to Adam’s race—The saints’ and angels’ song.

Could we with ink the ocean fill,And were the skies of parchment made,Were every stalk on earth a quill,And every man a scribe by trade;To write the love of God aboveWould drain the ocean dry;Nor could the scroll contain the whole,Though stretched from sky to sky.

Quote of the Week

This quote was used tonight at Jeremiah and Lorraine's wedding. It has been one of my favorites for a while.


"The woman was made of a rib out of the side of Adam; not made out of his head to top him, nor out of his feet to be trampled on by him, but out of his side to be equal with him, under his arm to be protected, and near his heart to be loved by him. -Matthew Henry"