GIVE ME SOMETHIN' GOOD TO EAT!!!
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Miscellaneous Happenings
I have several things to update you all on. We have been sick for the past 5 days (Corwin, Owen, then me), and I'm just now getting to it. So, here goes:
Owen turned one on October 20th. We just had a simple celebration at home, just the four of us. We'd celebrated earlier with my family, and had plans to go to Arkansas and celebrate with Jason's family. So, we didn't want to make a fuss, but didn't want it to go ignored, either.
Corwin got his first Caravan patch at church the other day. He was quite proud to hold the Bible for the entire congregation to pledge to.
Then the boys carved a jack-o-lantern with Dad. Corwin refused to touch the yucky stuff inside!
But, Owen didn't care!
Here's the nearly finished product. Why Dad chose the ugliest side of the pumpkin to carve, I'll never know. Looks like our "Jack" has some kind of skin disease, or something.
Owen did his share of carving, as well.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
My Cup Runneth Over
Jason's sister gave birth to my second nephew on Wednesday, October 21--the day after Owen's first birthday. I cannot explain how full I feel! I remember the feeling I felt when each of my nieces and nephews were born, and it is indescribable. The feeling doesn't dull with each birth, either. My only complaint is that I've not been able to be there when it has happened. EVER!!! So, I've been feeling sorry for myself because I've not been able to hold Jack David, or hear him cry, or feel his hand curl around my finger. I'll admit, I've even shed some tears over my sad situation. (I've done this all four times, now.) But, I am hopeful that we will see him very soon.
Just a note to Kerrie and Jeremy:
I am so proud of you guys! I've prayed that God will bless your home, and He has faithfully answered. I've seen you two as high school sweethearts, a young married couple, faithful ministers, and now parents. I'm amazed at where you've been, and where you are now. God is going to use your family in a mighty way! I love you guys, and am praying for you. And, I really love this baby boy that I've not even met yet!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
A Year Ago Today
So, where was I a year ago today? Lying in a hospital bed, epidural in, waiting for Owen. He was born around 3:30 p.m., after an agonizing hour of pushing. It sure would've helped if he'd been facing face down, instead of face up. "Thank you," to Dr. Nielsen and his amazing suctioning skills.
When he was placed in my arms for the first time, all I could think of was how much he looked like newborn Corwin. Almost identical! Strong, healthy, good head of dark hair, blue eyes, and screaming! He was beautiful! He still is beautiful.
Now he doesn't look so much like his brother. Mom says he looks like I did as a baby, and I looked like my Dad. So, there you go. I finally got my stamp on a kid! He doesn't act like his brother, either. Corwin was always going, always into something, always talking. Owen is more studious, even-tempered, and easy going.
He will sit and study an object for 30 minutes! He likes to "hear" the object, feel it, and try to fit it into something (anything). We've found TV remotes in his ball-popper, train toys in the toilet, toy animals in cups and Tupperware bowls, cars in laundry baskets. He likes to fit things together. I'm constantly taking pens and markers away, because he likes to take the cap off and on, off and on.
He is a pickier eater. He loves sweets, and refuses eat what's in front of him if he sees something he'd rather have. And, he's always ready to eat.
He's a cuddler. He'll crawl up to you, stand up, and put his head on your leg and just sit there. When you get him out of bed, his head almost always goes directly to your shoulder, and he'll pat your back.
He's a smiler. Always grinning (unless Corwin's bugging him). Very sweet natured. Very pleasant. You never hear him cry (unless Corwin's bugging him). Good sleeper. If I could have more just like him, I would. But, the risk is too great. :)
Happy Birthday, Big O. It feels like yesterday that you were still in my belly, and I couldn't wait to meet you. I'm a very blessed Mommy.
When he was placed in my arms for the first time, all I could think of was how much he looked like newborn Corwin. Almost identical! Strong, healthy, good head of dark hair, blue eyes, and screaming! He was beautiful! He still is beautiful.
Now he doesn't look so much like his brother. Mom says he looks like I did as a baby, and I looked like my Dad. So, there you go. I finally got my stamp on a kid! He doesn't act like his brother, either. Corwin was always going, always into something, always talking. Owen is more studious, even-tempered, and easy going.
He will sit and study an object for 30 minutes! He likes to "hear" the object, feel it, and try to fit it into something (anything). We've found TV remotes in his ball-popper, train toys in the toilet, toy animals in cups and Tupperware bowls, cars in laundry baskets. He likes to fit things together. I'm constantly taking pens and markers away, because he likes to take the cap off and on, off and on.
He is a pickier eater. He loves sweets, and refuses eat what's in front of him if he sees something he'd rather have. And, he's always ready to eat.
He's a cuddler. He'll crawl up to you, stand up, and put his head on your leg and just sit there. When you get him out of bed, his head almost always goes directly to your shoulder, and he'll pat your back.
He's a smiler. Always grinning (unless Corwin's bugging him). Very sweet natured. Very pleasant. You never hear him cry (unless Corwin's bugging him). Good sleeper. If I could have more just like him, I would. But, the risk is too great. :)
Happy Birthday, Big O. It feels like yesterday that you were still in my belly, and I couldn't wait to meet you. I'm a very blessed Mommy.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
October-Ness
Well, here we are. October is half-way over. The leaves are changing, and fall baseball is over. I love fall. The only thing I don't like about it is that it is the precursor for winter. And winter I do not like. It's too cold.
Last week was the annual family fishing trip. This is where several "branches" of my mom's family gather at the lake in pursuit of the white bass. Some years are more successful than others, and we can assuredly proclaim this year more successful than last. But, it was far from the years prior where the men would come back with their live wells brimming because they had caught the legal limit. Nevertheless, they enjoyed trying, and we did have enough for the long-awaited-for Fish Fry. (I should know because I got the privilege of frying most the fillets).
While my family was here ("here" being the Lake of the Ozarks, which is about 30 minutes from my house), we celebrated Owen's first....birthday. That's even hard for me to type. My baby will be one on the 20th. So sad. He's not a baby anymore. Anyway, he wanted to touch the candle, instead of blow it out.
But, there was no mistake about the purpose of that cake. The boy LOVES his sweet stuff.
Here he is, post celebration, showing Mommy a leaf. You would be correct to assume that that leaf probably went straight to his mouth after I captured this image.
Here he is the next day, keeping warm with Grandma around the camp fire. He didn't want to sit there. Most of his day he spent playing in the dirt and rocks and getting filthy. He is a boy, after all. (By the way, that's my great Aunt Betty in the background.)
Corwin and Silas were busy, busy. At this particular moment they were constructing ... something. Corwin, yes, has his baseball helmet on. I'm not sure why. At least I didn't have to worry about him falling and getting a head injury. Whew!
Here's Owen doing his own constructing. I'm sure he was not welcome to work with the big boys. Look at those blue eyes and adorable cheeks! That's my boy!
Last week was the annual family fishing trip. This is where several "branches" of my mom's family gather at the lake in pursuit of the white bass. Some years are more successful than others, and we can assuredly proclaim this year more successful than last. But, it was far from the years prior where the men would come back with their live wells brimming because they had caught the legal limit. Nevertheless, they enjoyed trying, and we did have enough for the long-awaited-for Fish Fry. (I should know because I got the privilege of frying most the fillets).
While my family was here ("here" being the Lake of the Ozarks, which is about 30 minutes from my house), we celebrated Owen's first....birthday. That's even hard for me to type. My baby will be one on the 20th. So sad. He's not a baby anymore. Anyway, he wanted to touch the candle, instead of blow it out.
But, there was no mistake about the purpose of that cake. The boy LOVES his sweet stuff.
Here he is, post celebration, showing Mommy a leaf. You would be correct to assume that that leaf probably went straight to his mouth after I captured this image.
Here he is the next day, keeping warm with Grandma around the camp fire. He didn't want to sit there. Most of his day he spent playing in the dirt and rocks and getting filthy. He is a boy, after all. (By the way, that's my great Aunt Betty in the background.)
Corwin and Silas were busy, busy. At this particular moment they were constructing ... something. Corwin, yes, has his baseball helmet on. I'm not sure why. At least I didn't have to worry about him falling and getting a head injury. Whew!
Here's Owen doing his own constructing. I'm sure he was not welcome to work with the big boys. Look at those blue eyes and adorable cheeks! That's my boy!
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