Friday, December 28, 2007
Saturday, December 22, 2007
I bought a couple of presents for Ike to give to Bill and what a time we had wrapping them. They are covered in crumpled tape (most of which doesn't cover the seams in the paper). I also had him sign his name on the tags as well. Oh, yes, and lets not forget how much fun he had cutting the paper! After cutting all the thread in my sewing basket, tags off of the couch, and holes in our nice sheets, he knows he's really lucky to hold sissors at all. Just participating in ANY Christmas activity brings such a glow of joy to his face.
We hope everyone else is having as much fun as we are preparing for this wonderful holiday!
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Saturday, December 8, 2007
The other day Bill took Ike to the police station to check his schedule. Ike was very polite and shook everyone's hand without being prompted to do so. He also made small talk with everyone and told each of them that Baby Jesus was born in a barn. I think he also made mention that there was a train there too:) We'll have to read the story a few times before everything gets straightened out and fully understood.
Yesterday I noticed that the bag of candy in the pantry was getting rather low. I'm pregnant and have cravings, but i just couldn't believe that I'd eaten so many. Truth revealed itself later on in the day when I noticed Ike had stuffed his Advent Calendar to the brink with chocolates. That boy knows how to stock the calendar better than I do.
On Thursday night Aunt Michelle invited Ike over to bake Christmas cookies with her other nieces and nephew. Ike jumped right into the decorating and poured the bowls of sprinkles on his cookies. There wasn't much left over for the other kids . . . .
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Monday, December 3, 2007
I've been putting Ike to sleep every night to Christmas stories. He loves to hear of presents, Santa, snow, and Christmas trees. When I read the stories about Jesus, he corrects me and says it's BABY Jesus. Anyway, these stories must make for great dreams 'cause he's been giggling in his sleep.
Funny story: Jordan asked Isaac who brings the Christmas presents. Ike put his finger on his chin, sighed a big "Uhhhhhhmmmm," and joyfully announced, "DADDY!" No one's going to fool him.
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Her closet all organized.
The quilt my Mom made (it matches the spit up cloths:)
The quilt my friend Jordan made.
My friends unexpectedly threw me a baby shower yesterday morning. I thought I would post a few of their talented creations and a few other things. Hope you enjoy!
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Today marks week 28 in the development of Girl Baby, who does have a name by the way, just no middle name as of yet. However, she does have lots of blankets lovingly made by my Mom. She is one lucky baby to be born in the winter! She'll have a blanket to match every outfit. Here is a picture of just a few of the blankets my Mom has made, but this doesn't include the yellow ones:)
Continuing the praise, yesterday my Mom watched Ike so Bill and I could play Santa and go visit toyshop Target. Bill and I sure did enjoy getting out and finishing our Christmas shopping together. Ike LOVES going to Grandma and Grandpa's house. They have a big, open house to run and play in. His favorite is the banister where he can look out over the great room and they have stairs. What kid doesn't like stairs! It's one big playground and Grandma seemed to enjoy the company while Grandpa was at work.
When Bill and I arrived back to Grandma and Grandpa's to pick Ike up, she had a nice hot dinner ready for us! What a nice surprise! Thanks for making such a wonderful and relaxing day for us, Mom!
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
Last night Bill got called into work early (four hours early) so right after crab cakes and potatoes he left. Since Ike took a four hour nap, I knew that we'd probably be up a little later than usual. So what is a mother to do when she's exhausted and sleep deprived . . . paint of course! Artwork to the rescue. Ike and I crammed ourselves into the cozy laundry room and he painted on his paper and I painted on the walls (probably not the best example for a three year old -- painting on the walls that is). He kept telling me what a good job I was doing, but couldn't figure out why i would rather paint flowers than a rocketship up high on the wall for him. Sorry, buddy. So after I was finished for the night Ike still wanted to paint. I let him finish up his art project in the kitchen then finally got that much needed sleep.
I'll post another picture of my laundry room garden when it is complete.