Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Analyze This

Nope...not a review of the 1999 De Niro "blockbuster," but that would be an interesting post given that I've never seen it (at least I don't think I have...my memory has never been all that good, but three years of sleep deprivation has definitely taken its toll).

A recount of my latest dream instead...

***insert wavy picture and dream sequence music here***

As part of the purchase agreement for our old house, we agreed to let the buyers adopt Elise (who hadn't been born yet). After she was born, however, I decided I wanted to keep her (go figure). In order to avoid having her taken from me I needed to flee the country. Given that I'm a novice when it comes to the art of escaping authorities, I enlisted the help of Jack Bauer, everyone's favorite 24 hero.

The floor (well, really just the comments feature) is open to any aspiring psychologists out there.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Wesley Is My Favorite! (Don't Tell Jack or Elise)

This is the first time I get to label a Wesley post as "funny sayings." He doesn't talk much, but when our 18-month-old has something to say, it is profound (and nothing but truthful)...

Today when Sean got the mail, he found my Everyday Food magazine in the box. He slipped it on to the bottom of the pile and carried it in the house. The image below is on the back cover of the most recent issue. Since Wesley has to look up at Sean (well, he pretty much has to look up at everyone) he had a clear view of this image on the bottom of the mail pile. He pointed to the picture and said "Mama."

Good man, Wesley. Good man.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

We Moved!

…about three weeks ago. We’re finally starting to feel settled into our temporary house. I still don’t know where everything is, but I can usually find whatever I need by the time I’ve looked in three places. Sean hasn’t been so lucky. He’s still opening most of the cupboards in the kitchen before he finds what he needs.

We’re pretty focused on our next move. We close on our new house on May 15th and it can’t come soon enough. We were surprised when we visited the new house last Thursday and found the countertops installed, the wood floors down and some of the appliances in place. Four weeks and counting…

Peep Peep

Jack and Wesley experienced Peeps for the first time this Easter. We had to document the occasion.

Before the first bite

Our “merciful” son didn’t automatically go for the head

Wesley’s turn…we couldn’t get him to pose with the peep before his first bite

A mouthful of peep

I think he likes it

He Is Risen

He is risen indeed

I know coloring eggs doesn’t really have anything to do with the real meaning of Easter, but it’s a tradition I don’t want to give up. Jack had a great time coloring the eggs and was fascinated by what happened when we combined colors. He kept telling me “This is like a game, Mommy.”

Thursday, April 2, 2009


I think it's safe to say that the new baby adjustment period is over and there are two little boys at our house that LOVE their baby sister. We often hear "Look at Elise, Mama. She's so cute," from Jack. And Wesley giggles and points anytime Elise makes an entrance into the room. I think Jack really likes to see Elise smile and hear her cooing because he frequently asks "Wanna talk to Elise, Mama?" Yesterday I squatted down to talk to her (to initiate said smiling and cooing) and Jack insisted that I needed to sit down on the floor. I told him I was sure I could just squat and talk to her. He responded with, "Quit squawking, Mama. Sit down!"


Like many mothers out there in blog world, I follow MckMama's blog pretty closely. I followed Stellan's story in utero and tearfully rejoiced when he was born and, seemingly, completely healed. Last Monday, I went to check the "Not Me Monday" post and found something a little less light-hearted. Go to My Charming Kids for all the details.

I've been upset about the situation all week and couldn't figure out why I was all worked up about someone else's baby. I don't know this woman and, while I like to think I am sensitive to what other people are going through, I know I'm not that empathetic. After hours of introspection I have learned two things:

  1. I have never been tested regarding my children and I don't ever want to be because I don't know if my faith is strong enough to endure such a trial. I am inspired by MckMama's peace and ability to completely trust God in her situation.
  2. I do not have the right attitude about my children, specifically the privilege I have to spend so much time with them.

There are changes ahead for me...