A Chip Off the Ole Block...or something like that.

I forgot to mention this in my post last night...so now it gets a post all it's own.

Saturday morning we were leaving the house to go to my mom's house for an extended Thanksgiving celebration. Micah was already out in the car, Josiah was standing on the front porch and Emilia was walking out the door with me. She was also, at her insistence, carrying my purse and keys and wearing rainboots. Quite a load for a little lady! So, I help her step over the threshold and Josiah's there and says, "Take my hand, Molly." She says, "NO." (Afterall, she is a big girl now and can supposedly walk down stairs on her own) I'm pulling the door shut behind me and say, "Then wait for mommy, Emilia." and hear a tumble, a rustle of leaves (where she landed) and a wail. I don't think she was counting on the imbalance brought on by all the things she was carrying because she CAN walk down stairs by herself now, but not in rainboots and not with mommy's purse....details.

Anyway, she's fine. Almost all in one piece. Just one little bitty chip is missing...from her front tooth. I don't think she misses it. But it does look a little different! The good news is that it's a baby tooth and in a few years it's going to fall out anyway and she'll grow another pretty, new, WHOLE tooth. Until then...

Sharing a Few Snapshots

I promised you a picture and it's taken me awhile to get it up here, but better late than never, right? He's had his stitches out for almost a week now. Everything is healing well and looking good!



Emilia's been into taking pretend baths lately. Well, what she really wants is a REAL bath, but since I'm not going to do that everyday, let alone 2 and 3 times a day, she has taken to just pretending to take a bath. I say, whatever! She's contained and safe and happy--what more could I ask for?? :)

Here she is painting in her pretend bath:


This is a different day, different pretend bath, but see how happy these make her?


Kids can sleep in some really weird positions sometimes. John took this picture of Micah one night after he got home. He'd gone in to give hugs and kisses and found Micah sleeping like this:


And one more pic from the weekend--the cousins on the hayride at Nana's house. You see that look Emilia's giving? It's so funny to see such a little kid give such a serious look!


Happy Thanksgiving (weekend) everyone!

Why's It Always Gotta Be His Head??

Have you guessed who this post is about?

That's right. Josiah's back on the bandwagon for head injuries. I was hopeful that he had gotten this out of his system. Apparently not. And this time--STITCHES. Technically, he could have gotten stitches for any of his other head injuries, but this time there was no doubt about it. Stitches were REQUIRED.

So, you may be wondering what happened. Oh, you know, the usual. He got smacked in the forehead with a golf club. (Accidently)

Mommy has a new rule--golf clubs ONLY come out on the GOLF COURSE.

Lots of firsts for today, though:

First trip to the ER.

First set of stitches. (He got three)

First time mommy panicked over an injury...maybe in part due to pregnancy hormones, maybe also in part due to the fact that it looked like he had a HOLE IN HIS HEAD.

And for the HUNDRED MILLIONTH UMPTEETH time I was thankful for family living in town because I can't imagine doing the ER thing with all the kids. Thank you so much, Sue, for meeting me at the ER in 10 minutes and taking the younger two for several hours for me so that I could be there for Josiah. Words can't say how thankful I am.

I'll try to post a pic tomorrow, for those who want to check it out. Josiah was still pretty freaked out about it tonight, so I didn't want to draw any unnecessary attention to it. He was pretty wiped out, though, so I'm hoping a good nights sleep will help (he went to bed crying about how it's never going to heal). Please pray for a quick and speedy recovery for Josiah and say a prayer of thanks, too, that all things considered, his injury was relatively minor. It could have been so much worse! Thank you, God, for watching over my little boy and keeping his head injuries to something that can easily be fixed!

Sweet Little Nothings

Emilia has started saying, "I love you." Melt my heart, I just love the way those three little words sound when my kids start saying it. With Micah and Josiah it was something like, "Yuh you." Emilia's gotta do things her own way, though, so she says,

"Fushoo."

*sigh*
I just love it.

Though I also have to warn you that "Fushoo" is easily confused with "Fush-ee" which, naturally, refers to Sonic Slushies.

What.
Doesn't every one year-old know that word??


Emilia thinks they should. :)

Sometimes I Envy You...

Those of you who aren't blessed with little boys, that is. Because this would never happen in your house:

One day last week I took the boys into the bathroom to brush teeth before bed and noticed a HUGE puddle on the floor (which both the boys walked past without noticing, by the way). I said, "Ummm, does anyone know what the puddle is on the floor?"

Micah, very nonchalantly said, "Oh yeah. I came back here to go potty only I didn't notice the top was down until after I was done peeing."

Me: "And you didn't tell me about it because.....???"

Micah: "I forgot."

Which, incidently, is totally believable coming from Micah because that boy has the memory of a flea sometimes. Seriously. Another real conversation: "Mommy, what are we having for dinner?" "Grilled cheese and apples and soup." "Oh...so, what are we having again?" "Grilled cheese and apples and soup." "Right." And I love how he "didn't notice" the lid was down. How is that even possible??

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What is it with kids and things that have just been cleaned? I mean, really, can't I enjoy even one day without my things not having fingerprints and food smears and dirt and whatever-else-you-come-up-with-to-rub-all-over-my-stuff?

I love having clean windows, really I do. I know you'd never know it by looking at my windows, but I do love it when they are clean and sparkly and you can actually see through them. It's just so not worth the effort. I think they hide some sort of kid magneticism in the glass cleaner because my kids are INSTANTLY drawn to clean windows. I don't even get an hour of them being clean without fingerprints and hand smudges. That and last time I tried to clean them I knocked one completely out of the frame...but that's a whole different story....

So, about kids not leaving things clean...John and I have spent the weekend painting the built in cabinets in our dining room. Scraping, sanding, priming, painting---and now decorated with blue crayon by our very own Miss Emilia. Why? That's all I want to know--why of all the surfaces, not to mention PAPER and COLORING BOOKS that we have in this house, why must you color on the newly painted cabinets?!? I'm just sayin'....

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Happy Halloween from Never, Never Land!

We had a very scary dinner that night (thanks to gramma and grampa for all of their help!)









And we ended the night with trick-or-treating in the rain with some friends. (This is as close as Tinkerbell ever came to wearing her wings)

BUG EYED!

Ha-ha! These were just too funny to not share with you!

The Pumpkin Patch

AKA The Halls Fruit and Berry Patch

How have I lived here for so long and never been to this gem of a place? I don't know, but I am just IN LOVE with the Halls Fruit and Berry Patch. They have their own apple orchard, own pumpkin patch (real, not just pumpkins placed in lines on the ground), own berry patch, corn maze, sell delicious apples, apple cider, fried pies and (I've heard) pumpkin butter. What's not to love? The kids and I have been there for 2 field trips this year, one for apple picking and the most recent for pumpkins. Plus we've been there three or four other times to buy apples and pumpkins to make delicious homemade goodies--like Josiah's muffins, pumpkin pie, pumpkin bread, applescauce...Yum.

Josiah and Micah before we got lost in the corn maze...again.


Such SILLY boys!


Eating their apples, fresh picked from the tree. Look at how red the inside of Josiah's was. I have no idea what kind of apple that is!


Somehow I missed getting a picture of them with their pumpkins?!? Oh well. I blame it on my pregnant brain.