Mommy is doing a lot of really silly things at this moment.
I love this picture. She really isn’t hurting him. He just did not want to be there.
Ah, the torture we impose upon our children.
Little Miss Photogenic
Youth Group Christmas Party.
The group was much smaller than usual for a number of reasons, but it was still Very Merry.
We spend a lot of Saturdays at the pool….because, well….read my previous post. When it’s this hot, you want to just sit in water all day. And since we can’t all fit in the bathtub, we drive down the street to the pool.
Our Grace is a little water bug. And Daddy’s been teaching her all kinds of new tricks.
Divin’
Flippin’ with Daddy
Don’t you wish you had a Daddy like this?
Exuberant Cheerleaders
Flying barrettes
So yesterday we learned Rule #47 in raising children: Getting two children to cooperate in a photo shoot is 10 times harder than one child. But anyway, here we go….
Grace is a great big sister. When Josiah cries, she says, “Don’t cry, Sweetie. I’m right here!” And then she says, “I’ll get you a spoon!” For some reason, she’s convinced that will make him stop crying. And sometimes it actually works.
Our lil’ guy.
The doctor confirmed he is indeed little. Below the 5th percentile actually. But we are fattening him up!
The shirt says it all! (Thanks, Mom!)
Making a variety of noises with finger and mouth is one of his favorite things to do…this must be a boy thing? Preparing for all those car and truck and helicopter noises.
Clapping
Cutie!
Double cuties.
The other day I had strapped Josiah in the high chair at lunch time, then ran into the back of the house for a moment. When I came back, Grace was feeding Josiah unbaked cookie dough with a spoon. Ummm…Mommy’s little helper?!
“This is my brother Messiah!” she proudly tells everyone. The other day I was letting her watch part of the Jesus film for children. “Mommy, they are talking about Messiah!” she told me excitedly while pointing to her brother.
I was reading something to Grace about Jesus recently, and this is what she said:
Grace: Jesus loves Gwacie!
Mommy: Yep, you’re right.
Grace: Yes, and he will come to my house, and give me hugs, and give me lots of pwesents!
Hmmm. I guess we need to work more on the theology of Jesus.
But there is a reason that Grace associates “love” with “coming to my house, hugs, and presents.” During the last two months, we’ve had the Pearsons, Pastor Kevin, Bibi and Babu, the Hillside team of 9, Kristen, Grandma, Grandpa, and Uncle Brandon visit us. Not to mention Josiah, Christa, and Lotta–students who recently stayed with us.
Welcome to the Medina B & B. You’re guaranteed at least a mattress on the floor but we might make you cook your own breakfast.
Bibi and Babu (my parents) brought Grace all kinds of dress-up clothes. So you know what that means….especially since my Dad is into photography too…time for another photo shoot! There were so many cute ones this time that I really had a hard time choosing some to post. But here you go…
Grace, age 2 and 1/2
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