That Was Me

The last couple of weeks have flown by. We were with family for 11 straight days and I can honestly say it was a lot of fun! We got in a lot of game playing, swimming, and laughing. We stayed out at Breezy Resort with my family for 5 nights. The kids did really good being without a lot of toys and a different (no) routine. Micah is quite the entertainer. He would often climb up on the coffee table and clap, sing and dance. We decided he probably enjoyed seeing himself in the TV in front of him.

Santa got Isaiah a Justice League dvd. After watching some of it, we decided it was too violent and as my brother-in-law Kevin said, "The superwomen need to put on some sweatshirts and get less implants". We decided to return it. Isaiah was not very happy with us. He told me, "You can never ever talk to Santa again and tell him he should not have gotten me that!". Once we told him he could pick something new out, he seemed okay with it. The other night before bed Randy was talking to Isaiah about putting the stickers on his new car tune up shop. Randy said, "I'll put these stickers on tomorrow. I promise. If I don't we'll go out for ice cream" (Isaiah said he didn't want ice cream) . A couple of days later Isaiah told me he wanted to do school, which we haven't done for a couple of months. After I layed Micah down for his nap, Isaiah asked to watch a movie. "I thought we were going to do school," I said. "We will after the movie. I promise. If I don't then we'll have to go for ice cream" was his reply. He was dead serious. I just laughed.

Last night Olivia was "helping" me do the dishes. She farted and said, "That was me". "I know" , I said. " How? Did you thought it was you?" she asked.



Today when Randy was home for lunch, Micah kept bringing me a drink from a little ".
cup (which he would shove into my face) and then he would run back into the kitchen. After about the fourth time Randy and I wondered what he was doing. Randy peeked around the corner. Micah was bending over and pretending to scoop up something from the rug then he came racing into the livingroom again. He's moving out of the baby stage and into the toddler. He's been saying new words almost everyday. He says, apple, tickle, no, dog, duck, mama, Isaiah, Isaak, uh-oh, ouch, Tate, ball, all gone, I want out and on and on. The other day he said something and I said, "It sounded like Micah just said I want a snack" and then he said it again a couple of times. It sounded more like I want a nack. When we went to the light show over Christmas he said, "look at that, look at that