Monday, October 31, 2011
Tomorrow
It's the big day tomorrow... the day that the professionals tell us exactly why they think our 5 year old son is still not talking... So if you think of us, pray for us tomorrow. It's going to be an all day thing and it will just be me and Daniel, so i could use the extra lifting up in prayer.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Kid History
We were over at a friends house and they showed us this hillarious video... seriously.. the most funny thing i've seen in a while.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
questions, and waiting for answers
Do you have to put a barrier up when your children eat so they can't see each other?
I know this seems a little extreme but for some reason whenever Daniel looks over at Elijah eating he gags and starts to throw up and cry. I think it may be because Elijah is SO messy when he eats...
Something that I've really had to remind myself of lately is that mothering is a high calling and the way that i raise my children can bring many people to Christ. John Wesley said: “I learned more about Christianity from my mother than from all the theologians in England.”
I'm looking for a good book on mothering to read. Anyone have any suggestions?
The other day i was going though my closet and I pulled out a doll to help teach my little sister how to change diapers before her baby is born. Elijah saw the doll and picked her up and said " it's my baby!" And then he laid the baby down and said " You're poopy, it's time to change your diaper." It was just so interesting to watch because neither of the boys have been interested in babies before. I mean i guess i never really encouraged it because they are boys and we really don't have dolls around.. more like super heroes. After being excited about Elijah playing with a doll "typically" (as in a child normally developing) I had to ask myself if it was okay that he was playing with a doll. I mean after all.. he is a boy... is that okay for him to be playing with a baby doll? I decided that there was really no harm in it in, though i was concerned that Matt would be against it. To my surprise he was alright with it (this is the guy that won't let me spike the boys hair) and said that it would help him be a good dad someday. It's not like he is dressing the doll up and trying to feed it. He was more like wrestling with it and smacking it's head on the ground as he drags it around. What do you think about boys playing with baby dolls?
Daniel's test next week for an official diagnosis. I got a call today for a confirmation of appointment time and they told me to be there at 8:15 am and not expect to be out of it until ,at least 2:15pm. 6 hours of testing! OY!!!! I'm gonna need some strong coffee that morning because in order to get there we are going to have to leave at 6:15am!!!! And Daniel is not an earlier riser. He is my only child who would rather sleep in any day then get up early. I think he takes after me in that aspect. My other two boys pop out of bed like daisies! I know this sounds strange but I'm looking forward to the day. It will be good to get professionals opinion on Daniel's struggles. I'm ready for it. On anther note related to the diagnosis day, it is over half of what we thought it would cost, AND our insurance is paying 80 percent of the cost, so that's a relief.
On the subject of Daniel, we've been working on visual aids with him lately. It has been going really well and he is picking up on it. I've done then on and off over the years with no real success and just frustration and extra work, but it seems like this time it is cutting back on work and making communication easier. And working on the visual aids now (commonly known as the picture exchange system) will help him in the future if he is physically unable to speak and he needs a communication device. You can read about communication devices and how they help here.
Joshua's homeschooling is coming along well and he is picking up on so many things! I am just so proud of him!!!! :)
Lately we've discovered that Elijah loves puzzles! He will sit for hours putting puzzles together and singing and talking to himself. It's so fun to watch him!
Though he has been a bit of a whiny child lately... for instance he took out daddy's tools and was told very kindly to put them away and it turned into a dramatic experience for him.
There is a season of uncertainty coming up soon with the birth of my little sisters child. Prayer would be appreciated that God would give us wisdom and counsel on how to best do what he wants us to do in such a unique situation.
And the last thing i have for you tonight is for Maria... a picture of Dottie
I know this seems a little extreme but for some reason whenever Daniel looks over at Elijah eating he gags and starts to throw up and cry. I think it may be because Elijah is SO messy when he eats...
Something that I've really had to remind myself of lately is that mothering is a high calling and the way that i raise my children can bring many people to Christ. John Wesley said: “I learned more about Christianity from my mother than from all the theologians in England.”
I'm looking for a good book on mothering to read. Anyone have any suggestions?
The other day i was going though my closet and I pulled out a doll to help teach my little sister how to change diapers before her baby is born. Elijah saw the doll and picked her up and said " it's my baby!" And then he laid the baby down and said " You're poopy, it's time to change your diaper." It was just so interesting to watch because neither of the boys have been interested in babies before. I mean i guess i never really encouraged it because they are boys and we really don't have dolls around.. more like super heroes. After being excited about Elijah playing with a doll "typically" (as in a child normally developing) I had to ask myself if it was okay that he was playing with a doll. I mean after all.. he is a boy... is that okay for him to be playing with a baby doll? I decided that there was really no harm in it in, though i was concerned that Matt would be against it. To my surprise he was alright with it (this is the guy that won't let me spike the boys hair) and said that it would help him be a good dad someday. It's not like he is dressing the doll up and trying to feed it. He was more like wrestling with it and smacking it's head on the ground as he drags it around. What do you think about boys playing with baby dolls?
Daniel's test next week for an official diagnosis. I got a call today for a confirmation of appointment time and they told me to be there at 8:15 am and not expect to be out of it until ,at least 2:15pm. 6 hours of testing! OY!!!! I'm gonna need some strong coffee that morning because in order to get there we are going to have to leave at 6:15am!!!! And Daniel is not an earlier riser. He is my only child who would rather sleep in any day then get up early. I think he takes after me in that aspect. My other two boys pop out of bed like daisies! I know this sounds strange but I'm looking forward to the day. It will be good to get professionals opinion on Daniel's struggles. I'm ready for it. On anther note related to the diagnosis day, it is over half of what we thought it would cost, AND our insurance is paying 80 percent of the cost, so that's a relief.
On the subject of Daniel, we've been working on visual aids with him lately. It has been going really well and he is picking up on it. I've done then on and off over the years with no real success and just frustration and extra work, but it seems like this time it is cutting back on work and making communication easier. And working on the visual aids now (commonly known as the picture exchange system) will help him in the future if he is physically unable to speak and he needs a communication device. You can read about communication devices and how they help here.
Joshua's homeschooling is coming along well and he is picking up on so many things! I am just so proud of him!!!! :)
Lately we've discovered that Elijah loves puzzles! He will sit for hours putting puzzles together and singing and talking to himself. It's so fun to watch him!
Though he has been a bit of a whiny child lately... for instance he took out daddy's tools and was told very kindly to put them away and it turned into a dramatic experience for him.
There is a season of uncertainty coming up soon with the birth of my little sisters child. Prayer would be appreciated that God would give us wisdom and counsel on how to best do what he wants us to do in such a unique situation.
And the last thing i have for you tonight is for Maria... a picture of Dottie
Monday, October 24, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
More weekend fun
Renegade ended up tasting pretty good for our Canadian thanksgiving meal...
home grown yumminess
More hiking pictures... we were pushing over dead trees.. so i showed off and knocked over this huge tree... :)
well maybe not but it made a fun picture! There is a funny video of me trying to push over a tree and needing matt's help... but maria has that in her camera!
And of course.. love my man!
and who could ask for a better friend!
home grown yumminess
More hiking pictures... we were pushing over dead trees.. so i showed off and knocked over this huge tree... :)
well maybe not but it made a fun picture! There is a funny video of me trying to push over a tree and needing matt's help... but maria has that in her camera!
And of course.. love my man!
and who could ask for a better friend!
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Forever friends...
I love how she will fly across the country to visit... even though she hates flying... and today she arrived....
And I'm so excited for this weekend!
And I'm so excited for this weekend!
Monday, October 10, 2011
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
My Little Warriors
I repost this ever so often mainly as a reminder to me.. but also as an explination to you, my reader, whoever you may be on my perspective of my boys.
my five year old warrior
I watch my five year old warrior lower himself into the steaming tub where mr.bubble ministers to the wounds my son has suffered in battle today. His arms bear the scratches from the apple tree he scaled, and both knees are streaked with bloody reminders of his encounter with the sidewalk while charging on his trusty bike. Gently i towel down his bruised thighs, dotted with bites from relentless mosquitoes. With vigor I rough up his sun bleached hair and shoo him into his room where he dresses himself for bed. A story, a prayer, a hug and a kiss. My brave warrior closes his eyes, and i stand back, marveling that this long, sturdy body, lying lumpy beneath the covers, once fit in my arms and nursed at my breast. Many summer nights, just like this one, I rocked him. For hours I rocked and i sang and I prayed. Oh, how i prayed! I close his door softly. My soldier needs sleep. Tomorrow great battles will be fought... in the sandbox, on his skateboard, with the neighborhood kids. He will return to me, bloodied and bruised, and there will be so little I can do. I have no power over scraped knees and stubbed toes. But the real battle- the one not against flesh and blood but against principalities and powers of the air- has already begun in his young life. And in that battle, i am the warrior. I pray. Oh, how i pray! that God will have the ultimate victory. - Robin jones Gunn
my five year old warrior
I watch my five year old warrior lower himself into the steaming tub where mr.bubble ministers to the wounds my son has suffered in battle today. His arms bear the scratches from the apple tree he scaled, and both knees are streaked with bloody reminders of his encounter with the sidewalk while charging on his trusty bike. Gently i towel down his bruised thighs, dotted with bites from relentless mosquitoes. With vigor I rough up his sun bleached hair and shoo him into his room where he dresses himself for bed. A story, a prayer, a hug and a kiss. My brave warrior closes his eyes, and i stand back, marveling that this long, sturdy body, lying lumpy beneath the covers, once fit in my arms and nursed at my breast. Many summer nights, just like this one, I rocked him. For hours I rocked and i sang and I prayed. Oh, how i prayed! I close his door softly. My soldier needs sleep. Tomorrow great battles will be fought... in the sandbox, on his skateboard, with the neighborhood kids. He will return to me, bloodied and bruised, and there will be so little I can do. I have no power over scraped knees and stubbed toes. But the real battle- the one not against flesh and blood but against principalities and powers of the air- has already begun in his young life. And in that battle, i am the warrior. I pray. Oh, how i pray! that God will have the ultimate victory. - Robin jones Gunn
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
I was the most horrible cranky mother today. The boys pushed all of my buttons and every request was met with strong resistance. It might have to do with the fact that i'm tired, it might have to do with the fact that I am slightly worried about something that could potentially be a very serious and scary health issue (which i may talk about tomorrow.. not sure) . Maybe it's because I'm in a state of grieving for life lost and it's strange changes. But i don't want to just explain away my irritability towards my children, I need to treat them with more love and patience and I need to keep calm and self controlled. I was very far from self controlled.. but they are resilient and so forgiving. I pray that they only grow with that and it will strengthen through the years.
I appreciate their personalities.. they are just SO intense.. I mean REALLY intense. I was praying out loud to the Lord today and i was asking him " WHY GOD, Did you give me 3 boys?.. why not 3 girls or at least 1 girl?" And then i was quiet and i heard Joshua from his room say.. " we are 3 boys.. one, two , three." And i know that he heard me. I love them.. but boy oh boy... litterly... sigh. It was just one of those days... Maybe tomorrow will be better...
I appreciate their personalities.. they are just SO intense.. I mean REALLY intense. I was praying out loud to the Lord today and i was asking him " WHY GOD, Did you give me 3 boys?.. why not 3 girls or at least 1 girl?" And then i was quiet and i heard Joshua from his room say.. " we are 3 boys.. one, two , three." And i know that he heard me. I love them.. but boy oh boy... litterly... sigh. It was just one of those days... Maybe tomorrow will be better...
Sunday, October 2, 2011
getting ready...
This year we are celebrating thanksgiving twice. First with our good friends Alfie and Maria for a Canadian thanksgiving, and then again for American thanksgiving. We butchered our turkeys now so they will be ready to go when the time comes.. and they had already hit their full grown weight, so they were ready! Honestly i'm glad that i have a few weeks between the butchering and the eating part...
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