Only My Nehemiah

First off, let me clarify, we were not on vacation. I was taking a break from blogging and using the amazing amount of free time to pray. It was a good week of talking to and hearing from God. Just what we needed.


Now... for a little story....

Nehemiah was eating a snack. I think they are called yo-go's. I don't know, it's not something I normally buy. They are little fruit snack balls covered in yogurt. I think.

Anyway, he was eating them in the living room. I was in the kitchen. He came walking in saying "my finger. my finger!" I looked at his finger, knowing full well that he calls any and every body part his finger, I did a quick check of his body to make sure he didn't get hurt.

nothing.

So I sent him back into the living room. Minutes later he comes back.

I figured out what the "my finger" thing was all about. Looking at his face there was pink and purple yogurt
dripping
from his nose!

The kid shoved yo-go's up his nose! I SOOO don't get the obsession he has with his nostrils.
Luckily they melted and all is well in the nostril area. Much better than the candy wrapper incident.


Oh, so much more to blog about... but that is all for now. Didn't you miss me? :)

Another Day Another Petting Zoo

Around here summertime means petting zoo's.  There is a traveling zoo that makes stops at various stores in the area.  The kids love it and it's mostly free.  I did shell out some big bucks for Joseph to ride a camel.  But really, how many opportunities does one get to ride a camel?!  Other than the 10 stops the zoo will make this summer that is.   :)

This was what Joseph liked best, riding the animals. He started with the pony. His had a mind of it's own. It was walking sideways. Joseph thankfully thought it was funny. We went back the 2nd day (when we were leaving on day 1 someone handed us some free tickets!) and his pony, um, did his business during the ride. So everyone had to stop while someone cleaned it up. Thankfully he thought this was funny too. I'm pretty sure my sister still has some issues to walk through from a pony ride at a neighbors birthday party when she was a little girl. 

I was able to convince him to ride the camel.  He was glad I did!  He LOVED it.  The man that was leading the camel stopped half way around the circle and was talking to Joseph.  I could see Joseph smiling and nodding his head.  When the ride was over I asked him what the man was telling him.  He said "He was telling me the camel's name and how old he is and what kind of things he likes to eat"  oh cool!  What is his name?  "I don't know"  How much does he weigh? "I don't know 50 pounds I think"  ooooook.  HE was paying attention! :)

Hannah didn't enjoy the zoo.  She didn't want to feed the animals and she surely did NOT want to ride a pony.  So she stayed put in the stroller and watched the boys.  Worked for me.

This was Nehemiah's favorite part. He would have fed those animals all day long. He fed goats and llamas and some other creatures that I'm not sure the name of. He even tried to climb in the pen with the goats. I love how happy it makes him to be with animals.

and that concludes this week's petting zoo experience. Stay tuned, there will be more. Next month it comes back to a store even closer to our house.



By the way.....
I'm taking a break from blogging. I'll be gone for a week. So enjoy these camel riding, animal feeding pictures. It will have to hold you over till next week. :)
Ok, ok... I'll leave you with one last picture. It has nothing to do with the zoo, it's just a cute one.

Strawberry Picking

We decided to go strawberry picking last weekend. I had never done it before and thought it sounded like fun. It didn't hurt that there was free ice cream involved at the strawberry farm.

It was an ok time. If we go again it will be at a different farm. This place was full of weeds and was really hard to walk through. The berries were overpicked. They were itty bitty and not so flavorful.







But the ice cream with the fresh strawberry syrup on top was delicious! :)


Oh! They also had a "playground" It was a ship. My kids wanted nothing to do with picking strawberries. They wanted to tun across the road and play on this thing. It is pretty cool.


I was hoping to have enough to make some jam... no such luck. Looking forward to blueberry season though.

Have you ever been strawberry picking?

Girlie Girl

Hannah has learned how to undress herself.

Oh, the joy.

I was making dinner this evening when a naked little Hannah came running into the kitchen.
"Hey dude!" she shouted.
Then she took on the stance that Joseph does when he's modeling a new outfit. (feet far apart, mere inches away from doing a split, hands on hips)
"I'm bad to the bone"

Ahh, thats my sweet girl.

Let's Talk Quilts

I've been looking online trying to find the perfect quilt for Hannah's new bed. I fell in love with one from Pottery Barn Kids. It's sold out. It's never coming back. Ebayers that own said quilt are loving it. I am not. I admit, the thought did cross my mind to pay twice what the thing is worth just to get the perfect quilt, but then I realized... THATS JUST DUMB. So I'm back to hunting.


But, all this quilt stuff got me to thinking...
Roger's Grandma made him a quilt when he was born. It's not finished yet (she's off the hook since she passed away years and years ago. Roger's Dad was supposed to finish it. Not sure what his excuse is.) :)
So the last time we were at the in-laws they brought it out to show. I think it's the prettier of the 3 (Roger's brother and sister also got one. But I don't have pictures of those)




This is just the top. It needs to actually be quilted. Roger's other Grandma has offered to quilt it when she has the time. So hopefully that will be before another 28 years pass by. :)

The colors could kinda maybe work for Hannah's room. The look isn't quite what I was going for though. And well, it's not done. Someday we'll enjoy it.

For now... if you have any great links to send my way for the perfect girls quilt, I'm all ears (or eyes)

A Boo Update :)

Well, it's official. Hannah no longer nurses. It's been over 1 week now and she is doing great! Roger is still staying in her room with her. Part of the reason for that is because we moved her into a regular bed when she stopped nursing. So he's making sure she's adjusting to that and sleeping well through the night before we just let her in there all alone. I think a few more days and she'll be good. (or is it me that needs a few more days? either way, it will be a few more days!) :) She asks for "boo" sometimes but when I say no she just asks for a hug instead. And she is sleeping so much better at night. I had actually been wanting to assign Roger to her at night for awhile but never did. Now we had a reason to, and WOW, so glad we did.

It's been a long day

Here's a little story, it's sad but true.
Ok, probably only sad to me. You? You will laugh.

After a semi-short trip to the outlet mall the kids and I were done and were ready to head home.

I got to the car. Loaded up the kids.

Looked for keys to toss onto front seat.

Panic

Dig

dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig

They were gone (the keys, not the kids) :)

Loaded kids back into stroller and ran back to all the stores I just shopped at. Only this time. They were all closed.

I had to knock on all of the doors. "Hi I'm a pathetic mother. I have my children out past their bedtime. By the way have you seen my keys?"

Store 1: no I vacuumed and I didn't see any keys
Store 2: your CAR keys? (um, duh!) No, didn't find any
Store 3: nope. (shouts back to other workers) no but if you don't find them come back and you can look around
Store 4: no
Store 5: (wow! I didn't realize I went into so many stinking stores!)
We're closed (um, yes I gathered that by the dimmed lights and the locked door thank you very much!) did you look in your bag? (can I beat you with it please?)
Someone was actually helpful here though. They looked around but didn't find them. Then she took my name and number in case they turn up later.

Hanging my head in shame I called Roger.
Um, honey? You might need to come and get me. I um, kinda can't find my keys.

I decided to dig through the car one last time before making Roger drive the whole way out there to pick us up. I loaded up the kids. Put away the stroller.

THE STROLLER. It goes in THE TRUNK.

People. My keys were in THE TRUNK.

I RAN to 5 stores, eating humble pie at every one... and my keys were in the trunk the entire time.

I called Roger. He laughed.

I reminded him of the time he ran out of gas.


The End

The Good And The Bad

The Good

We have certain things we pray for each day before dinner. Today was church. We generally pray for the kids Sunday School teachers and the Pastors... tonight we asked the kids "who wants to pray?" Nehemiah spoke up.
Me: Ok great Nehemiah! Do you want to pray for your Sunday School teacher?
Nehemiah: No
Me: Do you want to pray for VBS? (it starts next week, though he is still too young to go)
Nehemiah: No
I was starting to think he didn't really know what he had excitedly said yes to
Me: Do you want to pray for Pastor Lester?
Nehemiah: Yes!
Me: Ok! Great idea! You go ahead and pray.
Nehemiah: (hand up to mouth with a hearty little Ahem) *string of non-understandable words* "Amen!" :)
He was so proud of himself. And honestly, even though all I understood was the "ahem" and "amen" I was a little moved by his prayer.


The Bad

The other day I told Joseph to go brush his teeth because he had bad breath. He did. When he came back down he was showing me his pearly whites. I was telling him that he did a good job brushing. He looked at me and says "Whew! Your breath smells like a**"
oh yes he did. (let me clarify 2 things here (1) I in fact had minty fresh breath (2) we do not talk like that around here!)
I picked my jaw up off of the floor and aked him to repeat what he just said. Surely I misunderstood my precious little child. Um, no that was exactly what he said.
Not sure what to do I told him "That's not a nice thing to say. I don't want you to say that anymore"
I couldn't let it go though I HAD TO KNOW "Where did you hear that?" He laughed "From Ice Age" So my mind is racing through the movie trying to figure out exactly where someone is given an a** breath compliment. Roger came down the stairs laughing. He heard our conversation and figured it out. He explained (to both of us) that Ice Age did not use those words. What the movie said was "your breath smells like ANTS" An animal was talking to an anteater! I was so glad that Roger was able to clear that up. I was not looking forward to breaking out the mouth washing soap.

24+ hours

Hannah has made it a full day and then some without nursing!! We went cold turkey. I figured the "you can nurse now but not later" thing might be more confusing and harder for her (us) to follow through with. So on Friday morning we ended our nursing sessions. We bought her a big girl bed. Played up the whole big girl thing. And I assigned Roger to be her best friend through the night. You know what? She slept until 6:00am. You know what? I slept until 6:00am! It was a lovely night. I'm praying that tonight will go just as well. We had a busy day so she is good and tired. I'm really proud of her. She has asked to have "boo" a few times but doesn't throw a fit like she has in the past when I tried to cut her loose. Instead she just asks for a hug. Ok, once she bit me, but I'm letting that one slide. She knows this Mama isn't afraid to bite back. My girl is growing up. :)

Unimportant Things x 6

Mary has tagged me for a meme of "Unimportant things".
I must admit I am a little excited. I think this is my first official "tag". Thanks Mary. I feel like an official part of Blogworld now. :)

So here are the rules:

1. Link back to the person that tagged you.
2. Post these rules on your blog.
3. Share six unimportant things about yourself.
4. Tag six people at the end of your entry.

• I love Diet Pepsi. Diet coke will do if I'm eating, but if I'm just thirsty Coke will make me gag. mmmmm Diet Pepsi.
• I have a jewelry box full of pretty items that I never wear. When Roger proposed he did so with a gold ring. My jewelry had all been silver. I'm not a fan of wearing gold and silver at the same time. I'm a bit in love with my engagement ring (and more so with the man who gave it to me) so I think I just need to buy some new jewelry. :)
• I have short teeth. There I said it.
  
• Until I was pregnant with Hannah I wasn't a fan of the color pink. Something about having a girl brought out the girl in me. :)
  
• Since I got my hair cut I have used hairspray, a blow dryer, and/or a curling iron every single day. (Sylvia are you proud? Seriously when I hear my curling iron clank I think of you, standing at the dresser in YWAM curling your bangs) :)
• I bite my nails. I try so hard not to. At times my nails have been very long and I'll give myself a nice manicure. Then stress hits and BAM nails are gone. (bonus info: Nehemiah bites his fingernails AND his toenails)

Ok, well I don't really know who to tag. I don't like rejection so how about this... if you are reading this and want to play along, go ahead! Just leave me a comment and let me know. I'd love to hear some unimportant things about you all. :)

No more boo

Ok, so Hannah HAS TO stop nursing. Dr's orders. I'll go into that in another post. This one I just need help. I think I may have mentioned before that the boys both weaned themselves at 8 & 9 months. So I'm new to this weaning thing. Especially with a 20 month old. I can't replace nursing time with a bottle. So wise mothers HELP. We are especially desperate for night time advice. Yes, my 20 month old still wakes up at night wanting to nurse. If you heard her lungs... wow. She can scream loud enough to wake the dead. Which may come in handy when she is on a mission trip but here, I'm not loving it.

WOW!

Ok, just yesterday I was thinking "When was the last time I bought a new cd?" The answer? Pretty sure it was the eve of my wedding (to get that last minute song for the walk down the aisle). Yeah. I've been married nearly 7 years now.
So when I heard about this giveaway I was ALL for it. I could actually be singing along with something other than Jesus Freak. (which is a great cd, but it's a little old)

Go check out what you could win.
I am SO ready for some new tunes.

Some Nehemiah cuteness

Nehemiah calls eggs chickens. You need to know that in order to think this next part is funny. You also need to know that he calls every part of his body his ear. He does know that there is more to his body than just an ear but that seems to be his favorite part.

So..

He fell and hit his head on the heater the other night. He was crying and rubbing his head. Roger felt the back of his head and said to me "He has an egg" (meaning a lump - get the ice) Nehemiah then started to say "My ear! I have a chicken!" :) Oh child. You are too funny.