Tuesday, January 15, 2008

I just wanna take a moment to brag on my wonderful husband. First off . . . isn't he cute? :o)


I was up a good part of the night with Chloe last night so this morning he let me stay in bed and got up with the kids. At some point in the middle of a terrible dream where I was running around my chiropractor's office frantically looking for my skirt that somehow disappeared (there are a lot more details, but I'll spare you) . . . anyways . . I heard a far off voice that ended up being Joey's asking me if I wanted pancakes. My first thought was, "Are you kidding me? I'm sleeping!" But thankfully I opened my eyes before saying anything. He was standing there with a plate full of pancakes and a big glass of milk. I couldn't believe it! So I ate breakfast in bed. Can't remember the last time I did that. Halfway through he came back up with the milk to make sure I had enough. When I was done he took my plate and let me sleep for another hour. Next thing I know it's 11:00 and he is waking me to tell me he has to get ready for work. That was my kind of morning. Thanks, babuh!

Friday, January 11, 2008

Joel was an angel this year in our children's program. I thought he was adorable. When it was time to go up to the platform he just took his sweet little time, waved to his daddy as he walked by, then decided he would rather go help the pianist who was playing background music. He was finally herded up to the platform after much laughter from those around him.

My little girl is growing so fast. It's hard to believe that she is almost 4 months old.

My boys seem to like tight spaces.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

1 2 3 GO!!

Tonight Ethan ran into the bathroom behind Joey to "observe" as he is fond of doing lately. (Hopefully this gets us closer to potty training.) Next thing I heard from Ethan was "1, 2, 3, Go!" and then after a little bit . . "woohoo!" Nothing like having a cheering section while you pee.

Wednesday, January 2, 2008


Ever since we've gotten to Joey's parent's house Ethan has said "Poopa" at various times and we couldn't figure out what he was trying to say. He's normally very concerned when people go to the bathroom and follows them as far as they allow him to hollering "poopy, poopy!" Anyways, Joey's dad walked into the room last night and Ethan hollered "Poopa!" I guess this is his version of Grandpa. I thought it was quite hilarious especially since it was my dear father-in-law that got that name. :o)