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Last week was "G" week, so one of the things we did was talk about gingerbread men. I told them the story of the gingerbread man. Since I needed a refresher, I'll fill you in as well. A lady makes a gingerbread man, but when he comes out of the oven he jumps up and runs away. So, she chases him, but he says, "Run, run as fast as you can, you can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man." So the husband and several farm animals chase him, but he says the same thing to them all. He gets to the river and can't swim. A sly fox offers to take him across. In the end, the fox tricks him and ends up eating him. You probably so didn't want to know all that, but just in case you didn't remember the story, I thought I'd share. So when I told the story to the boys, they were totally into it with all the different animals chasing him and all. When I got to the end of the story and said the fox just ate him. Both boys just looked at me like they couldn't believe that was the end of the story. Surely he didn't get eaten!!! Maybe they're just not used to hearing stories that don't have happy endings. The looks on their faces were priceless, really. I don't think they liked the story.
To redeem myself, I did make some gingerbread cookies and decorated them for the boys. This was the first time I've ever made gingerbread and they turned out pretty good, especially considering I had to substitute a few things for items I can't find here. We still have a few left, and I think they're actually tasting better each day. We should finish them off tomorrow. The boys have loved them this week. Here is a picture of some of my labors.
Tonight Joshua was asking me about a crafty thing we had done a few weeks ago and what had happened to it. To clarify exactly what he meant, he referred to the pipe cleaner we had used as the "spiky yarn". I got a big kick out of that and couldn't stop laughing. Thankfully he thought my laughing so hard was funny, so he started giggling too, which only made me laugh longer. Good times. :o)
We're doing okay without Daddy here. Joshua keeps telling me how sad he is that Dad's not here. I've tried to do fun things with the boys since he left. So both boys keep saying how much they wish Daddy was here to do those things with us. It's very sweet. They love their Dad! So do I. :o)
My parents arrive tomorrow night! Totally can't believe they're going to be in my house on this side of the world. Please pray that we will all stay healthy. We have lots of fun things planned for the next two weeks while they're here. Will hopefully keep you posted!
He's only 9 months old, and he is trying his best to get around by himself. He's not quite cruising (walking while holding on to things), but he's getting there pretty fast. Just yesterday I could sit him on the floor and count on him staying there for a few minutes. Now, as soon as I set him down, he's off slithering and scooting away. He's starting to pull up on things too, which is really fun to watch. Of course, as I'm writing this he just fell down and busted his lip open. Poor guy! He's braver than his current abilities allow sometimes. He's already got a few bruises and bumps on his forehead. :o) He really enjoys pulling himself up on me or Daddy when we're down on the floor with him. It's like he can't wait to be as active as his big brothers. And they, seeing this new mobile Micah, want to "play" with him more. They think that he's ready to wrestle and run around with them. Unfortunately, he's not quite ready for all they want him to do, and sometimes ends up getting hurt by them. I often have to remind them that he's still just a baby and it won't be long before he can do everything they can. In the meantime, Micah is often un-phased by what's going on around him as long as he can find something his height that's right to pull himself up. He'll be running around here before I know it!
It's been a while since I posted. Sorry. This past week I've been having nursing issues again. :o( In consultation with my sis-in-law, we thought we had it narrowed down to a clogged duct, but today I have a new symptom that is not indicative of a clogged duct. I won't go into the gory details. But suffice it to say that I'm hurting a lot now and this is very, very difficult. Please pray that this will clear up quickly and that I'll know how to treat it. Daddy leaves this Thursday for another trip, so I'm really praying for this to be healed before he leaves. It's not just hard physically, it is also very difficult emotionally for me. Pray for Daddy and I both to know what to do this week. He still has a lot to do in preparation for his trip.
On a positive note, my parents are coming this weekend!!!! We are all very excited about their trip here and can't wait to see them!
Last week we did lots of fun things for Easter, but one of the favorites of the boys was our nightly family devotion time. We used candles to do sort of a backwards Advent thing. On Palm Sunday we had all 6 candles lit (5 white ones and one red one). Then each night after that we would blow one candle out to show that the light was getting dimmer as it got closer to the death of Jesus. The boys loved blowing out the candles each night. So Friday night we had blown out of the candles except the red one as we talked about Jesus dying on the cross. Then we blew out that one and it was totally dark. Joshua did NOT like that it was dark. Daddy kept talking and telling more of the story, but Joshua kept making little comments about it being too dark and maybe we should turn on the lights. Then he said, "I wish if there was an angel here." So we asked him why he wished that and he said, "Because then there would be a lot more light in here!". So cute. Our hymn for the week, which we sing at the end of devotion time, was "Up From the Grave He Arose". So we told Joshua he could turn on the light when we got to the chorus (since the verse talks about Jesus being in the grave, then on the chorus He arises). When we got to that part, Joshua turned on the light (with us thinking what a great effect it would have) and we're all covering our faces and closing our eyes because it's so bright after being pitch dark in the room. We stumbled through the rest of the song, but it didn't quite have the same impact that we were hoping. :o)
So far none of my children have crawled on their knees. Why is that? I know that it is perfectly normal for little ones to crawl different ways, e.g. army crawl, slide on their bottom, etc. But all 3 of my boys have done the same thing. Of course, the jury is still out on Micah to see if he will really get up on those knees or not, but so far he's followed in his brothers' footsteps (can I say that in reference to crawling?). So, we're into the army crawl here. You know, where you slide your body forward by pulling with your arms. Luke almost looked like he was kayaking, the way he would move his arms from side to side and drag himself along. He could slither really fast! I really thought Micah was going to break the mold and crawl like other normal kids, but alas he's slithering with the best of them. Joshua and Luke both learned how to crawl on their knees the same day they started walking. We'll see if Micah will go that far in being like his big brothers!
We had two guys over for dinner the other night and Joshua was at the top of his game that night. Both boys always get excited when we have company, and it usually just exemplifies itself in them having way too much energy. This night, however, Joshua was just really, really talkative and quite funny. He wasn't trying to be funny. He was just being himself. First of all, my 4 year old talks like he's an adult. He likes to use words like "actually" and "assume" and "might you...?". The other day I heard him say "precisely". He also tends to repeat things from his computer games in normal, every day conversation. So, when the friends were here... We were having fajitas and Daddy was fixing Joshua's. Joshua proceeds to tell Daddy what he wants on the fajita (and where he wants it, etc.). Our friends are talking to Daddy at the same time, so Daddy is not really paying attention to Joshua because Daddy already knows what Joshua wants on his fajita. Joshua realizes that Daddy is not paying attention to him. And since Joshua thinks that what he has to say is more important than anything that anyone else might have to say, he says, "Daddy, do you need me to repeat my instructions to you?" This tickled both Daddy and me. Joshua was totally serious.
Something else that Joshua does is to refer to people by the color of their shirt, particularly if he doesn't know their names. Later that evening Joshua called one the guys "Daddy's black friend" because he was wearing a black shirt. The other guy had on a white shirt, so he was "Daddy's white friend". These guys are neither white or black in skin color, just their shirts. :o) Daddy and I were both trying not to laugh, and thankfully our friends didn't catch what Joshua was saying. Oh the humor in a house filled with little ones.
