It all started with the lady I tutored calling her son her treasure. I thought that was neat so I started telling my oldest son that he was my treasure. When I said it to him, he whispered, "Treasure", as if I was telling him a secret. My babies, all four of them, are my treasure.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
A Few Videos
Monday, January 6, 2014
I'm Not Cut Out for Competition
Friday, January 3, 2014
Christmas 2013
Thursday, December 5, 2013
November?
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
So Cute I Can't Stand It
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Eli's Birthday Bash
Sunday, April 14, 2013
A Day at the Beach
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Sunday, February 5, 2012
What Do You Do When Your Kid Is Smarter Than You?
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Game On
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Eli Rides a Bike
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
A Butterfly Experience
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Bye, Bye!
Okay, then.
Anyway, Judah is the star of this post with his new, super cute trick. It's much cuter in person, of course. And I tried to explain to him that the screaming at the end takes away from the cuteness, but he said to stop wasting my breath and feed him more sweet potatoes.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Luke and Eli's School Christmas Program
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Keep Your Eyes Peeled for the PayPal Button
Friday, July 2, 2010
Judah At Six Months
We had Judah's six month check-up yesterday. He is 27 1/2 inches and 17 lbs, 1 oz. That makes him about 80% in height and 50% in weight. I find it so hard to believe there are babies much fatter than him! I had all three boys with me at the doctor's office yesterday, so that is all the info I have from his check-up. I guess he's fine otherwise. If not, I wouldn't remember if the doctor said anything else or not.
He is almost sitting up now, he just needs one finger holding him to keep him from dumping over. He sleeps through the night, praise Jesus! Once we got his cast off I felt happy about letting him work it out at night. He's wearing shoes now 24 hours a day. Most of the time he doesn't seem to mind them. I try not to notice how gross the shoes laces are, since they are his favorite thing to chew on and he spits up on them regularly.
Judah is a really happy baby 99% of the time. He's been teething lately, so that 1% is a little painful for all of us. He loves his brothers. And he LOVES his daddy. If Kris sneaks in the room while I'm nursing him he'll stop and get really still, and then he'll start smiling before he even turns around to see him. It's like he has a Daddy radar. Then he'll turn over and reach up to put a hand on Kris' face and just smile and stare at him. Precious. When I get him up in the morning he puts his chubby arms around my neck and buries his face into the side of my neck.
It won't be long before Judah starts crawling. He definitely does not stay in one place anymore. He rolls around front to back, back to front, side to side. Bathing him is a major work out. He thinks it's so funny to make me work so hard to get him clean.
Luke and Eli make Judah laugh. He'll hang out of the side of his stroller watching them like he's at the circus, which, is quite appropriate around here most days.
(The entertainment is Luke hitting a beach ball. The big commotion at the end is Luke doing a split after he accidentally stepped on a toy. It wasn't pretty; however, after many tears, he was okay, and I think he will still be able to father children one day.)