Tuesday, May 31, 2011


I'm not sure what it is about these things but they just make me smile. They feel like what's good about viral videos and I can't help but admire the dedication it takes to make them. In case you're one of the three people that haven't seen this one AND you have 10 minutes to spare:

Sunday, May 22, 2011

And thus it was

And the post should begin with... "3 years ago today..." But alas, I have about 32 seconds to get this up here before Abby is back in the room begging to go for her evening treat so it's a wee post today.

Yesterday when we were driving I mentioned to Jack that tomorrow he would be three. To which he responded: "When I be grown up, I will whistle." I'm looking forward to that.

Today was church and lunch with friends and magical, wonderful bubbles
and a stunning new outdoor play area

wrapped up with some time at the park throwing rocks which, next to eating, is likely his Very Favorite Thing Ever.
When we got home, as Jack was taking his jacket off, he let out a sigh and said "well, THAT was a good day". I concur.

It's been a good three years. Pretty much every day I marvel at how lucky I am that God decided I should be this little boy's mom.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

2 of 1 and 1 of the other

Jack story #1:

My mother is going through chemo treatments. Every night we pray for her as a family. Her in particular. It's usually J-L that prays for her. Every single night after J-L prays this Jack pipes up: "and Pake". Every night. One night J-L thought he'd be tricky and instead of praying for Grandma he prayed for his mother-in-law. Nope, didn't work. Jacky: "and Pake".


Jack story #2

We're driving home from daycare one day and Jack announces to me that he wants to buy me a new car.

ccap: Why, Jack? This one's fine.
Jack: Nope, I buy you a new car.
ccap: Why?
Jack: This one's dirty.

Every night at prayer time Abby and Jack are told to pray for something from that day specifically. Something they need to be thankful for.

That night:
Jack: I thankful for the car I'm buying Mom.

Well, hey, at least he's going to be good to his Momma.


Abby story:

Tonight we spent some time going through a tote of handmedowns to dig out the next size of clothes for her. Both winter and summer clothes. I pull out a long-sleeved shirt that we can tuck away for the fall. I hold it out for Abby to see if she wants to keep it or pass it on to someone else. (She's very particular about clothes. Sigh.)

Abby (looks at it and shakes her head in all sincerity): No, I don't like nurtletecks.

Wednesday, May 04, 2011

She's soooo good at secrets

Something like Mother's Day just about does her in. Nearly every day for the past week she's told me that she has a card she made for me and can she please, please, please give it to me.

And then today...

Mom, Saturday Daddy and Jack and I have to go shopping for you.

We're going to make something for you. It's a surprise. I saw it in a book and you will so, SO love it.

We don't have all the ingredients.

We need blueberries and maybe if we still have some whipping cream...

Well, la-di-da, methinks I'm getting a puppy for Mother's Day.