Peter came up to me, this evening, and asked this question . . . .
"Mommy. . . I want another baby. . . can we have another baby?"
Notice the 'we' in that sentence?
I did what any civilized and mature mother would do,
I told him to go ask Daddy.
. . .that stopped things very quickly.
Tuesday, April 28
Peter came up to me, this evening, and asked this question . . . .
Wednesday, April 22
My mom invited Tim, the boys and I to the Cincinnati Museum, to see the Dinosaur Exhibit.
It was AWESOME!!!
Even James loved it! He wasn't afraid for a minute! I wish I had nerves of steal like he does, when I was his age.
ALL of the dinosaurs had sensor's beneath them, so that when you would walk in front of the dinosaur it would start to growl and move. The boys LOVED it! - and, of course, Tim took the longest - because he has to read simply EVERYTHING in the museum! It was a blast!!!
Labels: The Boys
Thursday, April 16
Tim and I curled up on the couch, the other night, and read through all of our 'old' blogs, reading the funny things that Peter says, looking at pictures of James - when he was a itty-bitty baby and just remembering how much fun they can be. (Which was especially needed this week, as Peter has picked up a nasty 'bug' - called ATTITUDE!) So, I told Tim, "We need to read over these more often, so that we can learn to like Peter again!"
Here are some of our favorite memories . .
"Mom, I can't have time-out, because I'm just so weak".
"Why are you so weak, Peter?"
"I need a peanut butter and jelly sandvich"
"Look Mommy . . . I have my big-boy panties on!!!"
Peter and I went to my OBGYN doctor, for my last appointment - and I don't think Peter had had ever seen that part of me before, at least naked. His eyes got really big and he shouted "Mommy's naked babies!!!!".
Peter was making his way to the potty and I over heard him laugh at himself, and say "Gracious Shakes (gracious sakes), I can't believe how funny I am!!"
"Please, may I have a get up" Daddy:
"No Peter, 'please MAY I GET up",
"Please, have a get up, please" Daddy
"No. . .not 'have a' get up, JUST 'get up'"
"Please, may I have a get up, please please" Daddy
"Oh, forget it"
One night, before bed, I was pretending to 'eat' Peter, intil he stopped me and said "Mommy, stop it. . .I'm not lunch!!"
"Mommy, you just drive me NUTS!"
"Excuse me!?! You are not allowed to talk to ME that way."
"Yes I am, because it's funny!!!"
"Mommy. . .?"
"Why are YOU my Mommy?"
"Well, because God wanted me to be your Mommy."
"Oh, so. . .I'm NOT your Father."
"Yes, Peter, that means you're NOT my Father!!!"
" 'D' is my FAVORITE letter, because 'Daddy' is my FAVORITE word!"
Sami was very pregnant with her first baby, and her husband (Josh) is Peter's hero. Ever since we started introducing the fact that Josh and Sami are going to have a baby, Peter has been uneasy about the whole notion. So, when Sami asked Peter who was inside her belly, and Peter replied,
"I don't know . . .I don't want to talk about it."
Caralee thought she would throw him a loop and said,
"Peter, what's in MY belly?"
Without hesitation, Peter replied
After we celebrated Mother's Day, Peter asked,
"When is it Peter's Day?"
"After Jesus died on the cross, for our sins, on the third day He Easter-ed'!!"
"Peter, what time is it?"
"It's . . . 9:30"
"No, Peter, read your watch again . . . not 30 . . ."
"Oh, um . . It's 9:30-30"
"Not '30-30' . . there's a ONE in front of the THREE, which makes it, what?"
"I don't know . . "
"Yes you DO, Peter. Count with me. . ten, eleven, twelve, . . . ."
"Thirteen, fourteen . . ."
"STOP . . ok, now which number is the number on your watch?"
"Um, I don't know"
"Peter!?!?! YES you DO! It's thirteen!!!"
"Because there is a THREE in the number, in front of the ONE!!!"
"No there's not, it's a FOUR!"
" . . . .Well, sure there is, because we have been arguing about this for a WHOLE MINUTE!!!!"
Tuesday, April 14
I was 'tagged' by my friend, Jen.
Anyone who gets 'tagged' by a 'blog buddy' has to post their fourth picture of their fourth post.
So, here is my 4th Picture, from my 4th Blog Post.
It's Tim and Peter, going trick-or-treating in 2007.
(One month before James was born)
I TAG Becky, Raschelle, Susie and Libby
Tim's parents took us all out for a wonderfully delicious brunch, at the Crown Plaza downtown. Sound fancy? It WAS! I have never had crab legs and prime rib on Easter before. It was delicious!!!
While we were sitting down to eat, James spotted a giant Bunny around the corner. (Or, as he calls it, the 'Bu Bu'!) His eyes could not have been bigger. The bunny came over to our table and let the boys sit on his lap and pick out candy from his Easter basket. They thought they were in Heaven!
James spotted the candy, before Peter did, and in the flash of a light, stuffed the chocolate egg in his mouth, wrapper and all. I had to quickly dig it out of his mouth. All of the waiters and waitresses laughed. I tried to cut the egg into little pieces, but counted my losses and just gave him the entire piece. Later, after wiping the drool of chocolate from his little mouth, he enjoyed 2 plates of food and learned how to drink from a straw. Tim and I were very excited about that. We have been trying to get him to drink from a straw for a while now. Really, it's the little things in life that thrill us now.
Ok, ok . . so, I finally had to do it.
I didn't want to.
It made me so sad.
Ughh . . . he's 17 months, so I guess it was all in due time.
But, I really REALLY didn't want to . . .
just looks at those beautiful, adorable curls!!!!
The last straw (for Tim):
We were at a restaurant, and the waiter looked at James stuffing food in his face (as he usually does) and made this comment;
"Well, we definitely know that your daughter loves the food!"
. . so, here's James now. . . .
Saturday, April 11
We let the kids open their Easter Baskets today, since tomorrow is going to be so busy for us. After Peter opened his basket he pronounced "Happy Easter!", but we really wanted to make sure that he understood the TRUE meaning of Easter, so I asked him . .
"Peter, do you know why we celebrate Easter?"
- a nod -
"Remember, after Jesus died on the cross, for our sins, on the third day He. . ."
Not sure what he meant by that, but Tim went ahead and took the liberty to explain to him what it truly means.
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Tim and I have made a commitment to each other, when we argue or have a disagreement in front of the kids, to ask the boys (really, just Peter, for the time being) for forgiveness for arguing in front of them. This helps Peter understand that Mommy and Daddy make mistakes, too . . . AND that we need his forgiveness just as much as he needs our forgiveness for doing something wrong. We like to solve our conflict in front of him to, so that he knows that we still love each other and he gets to see it for himself, in it's raw form!
So, tonight, in the car, Tim and I are arguing. Now, we have all been sick this weekend. Tim and I both had sinus issues, but thankfully Tim was mostly over his, while I was just starting the brunt of it. So, I was especially grumpy this time. After Tim and I settled down, Peter broke the silence. . .
"Boy. . . . you guys were REALLY serious! But, don't worry . . . I forgive you!"
Sunday, April 5
Friday, April 3
Here's a video of James, in his natural state . . dancing and acting goofy!
This is also dedicated (and created) for LIBBY! - who has been asking for a video of James for some time now! Here you go, girl!!
Last week, a dear family at our church lost their youngest daughter, due to a single car accident involving her falling asleep at the wheel. It was a very sad and tragic moment, especially for our church body.
We all loved Miss Sarah, very much!
Sarah's mother, Mrs TIpps, is Peter's Sunday School teacher. Before the visitation, I had to explain to Peter what was going on. I informed him know that Mrs. Tipps is going to be sad for a while, and that she is going to need some extra hugs and kisses because her daughter went to Heaven. He knew, as soon as we got there, that everyone was indeed, very sad. In fact, he later called it 'the sad place'. Tim's parents took the kids, so that we could embrace Sarah's parents and have a moment with them. While hugging Mrs. Tipps, she told me what Peter had done:
Peter and Tim's mom went up to greet her and her husband. Peter ran into her arms and gave her a big hug. She didn't want to let him go. After she gradually left up, Peter gave her a kiss on her check and said "I love you, Mrs. Tipps!" She said it was just precious . . and much needed! After the visitation, in the car, Peter tells me his side of he story. . . .
"Peter, I heard you did something very nice to Mrs. Tipps"
"Yes, I did! I gave her a BIG hug and a kiss and told her I loved her! And, that's when I made her ALL BETTER!"
Please lift the Tipps family up in your prayers, for the grieving process that they will have to go through in losing their 'baby girl'. On the day of her 20th birthday, they had to bury there daughter, next to her Grandfather. It's just devastating. We can rejoice in her Heavenly 'relocation', for we know that she is with our Lord. What a great birthday celebration that was!!!