Miracle

In case you didn't hear, we had a snow storm this last Saturday. I think we got about 8 inches of snow. The kids are starting to get confused about which season we're in (me too). We were out running around on Saturday and didn't get home until about 7:00pm. We had to go stand in the driveway to get a better look at the snow hanging in mid air(picture above). Isaiah thought it was pretty cool. Later, after we had been home awhile Isaiah and I were looking out the window and he said, "How does it do that, anyway?" "I don't know," I said. "It's probably a miracle. Jesus must have done that," he said. I think he is right.

I was pretty irritated that it snowed. Not only because it should be spring and raining, but also because I had just washed and put away the kid's coats, snow pants and boots. I had to dig those all out again Saturday morning. Last night Randy and our friend Brent built the kids a snowman. At least some ones enjoying the snow.





Isaiah and Olivia have been pretending a lot lately that they are having babies. They stuff dolls or stuffed animals up their shirts and then go to the hospital to have their babies. Today Isaiah said, "Oh, my baby has the hiccups. Put your hand right here." So I got to feel the babies hiccups. Later he said the same thing and then, "Put our head down here(touching his belly), listen. Burp. The baby just burped."

Olivia really seems to enjoy having her own room. I thought she might get lonely or scared being by herself, but she's not at all. I was going to wait until we had the curtain up to post pictures but I don't know when that will be. I need to paint the rod white and for some reason we can't seem to get anything done around here!

"Fishy, Daddy"

I came downstairs an hour ago to add a post to my blog and instead have been reading everyone else's blogs, even someone I don't know! It has been fun reading, though. Definitely not a waste of time.

I haven't felt like I've had anything to blog this last week. My kids just haven't seemed that funny I guess, maybe having PMS has something to do with that. Who knows? Last Monday morning, everyone (yes, me too) seemed rather crabby. I had a feeling it was going to be a long day when I wished the day was over and it wasn't even 8:00am. I told Isaiah, "You seem kind of crabby today. Maybe you got up on the wrong side of the bed." His reply, "Mooom, I can only get out of my bed on one side!


Do you think this could be hereditary? I have a picture of Isaiah, sitting in the same chair, eating supper, with fingers rammed up both nostrils.


Does everyone else have normal pictures of their children? Please tell me your kids look like this on most days too!


When we got in the van after church Sunday, Isaiah said he wanted a pet. What kind? He didn't know. Olivia also decided a pet was a good idea. Micah doesn't like to be left out, so pretty soon he's whining, "Daddy, pet. Pet, Daddy." After talking a few minutes about different options, a fish seemed like a good idea to Isaiah, Olivia and yes, Micah. "Fishy, Daddy. Daddy, fishy." Randy asked where we would keep the fish. "In the grass," Olivia said. "But fish need water." "Well, we can bring it to the lake with us sometimes," she said. Then Olivia decides she wants a cat. We told them again that cats and dogs make Daddy sick (thank goodness). So, they are going to get a cat and it can live in their playhouse. "With the fish," Olivia says. "No. The cat will eat the fish," Isaiah tells her. When talking about what the fish would eat, Olivia said something about rocks(she has seen some fish tanks with pretty colored rocks). Isaiah is getting frustrated with her and says, "Olivia doesn't know anything about fish!" I'm hoping they just forget about the whole pet thing!

Nursing

Yesterday, I yelled for the kids to come get their shoes on. They yelled back, "We can't." All three of them were stuck in Micah's crib, which they've been doing this week for some reason. Isaiah said, "We nursing." Then he pulled his stuffed puppy out of his shirt and said, "I'm nursing my puppy."

Last night Randy took Isaiah's blankets away because he lied. Randy told him he could have them after supper. Isaiah was pretty distraught about it (loves his blankets and was very tired). He asked Randy (while crying) at one point, "How come I can't have them until after supper?" "To help you remember not to lie again," Randy said. Kind of yelling Isaiah said, "I remember already!"

No Way!

This has been a crazy weekend. Randy and I dropped the kids off at Grandpa and Grandma Loukota's early Saturday morning, so that we could come home and paint Olivia's new room (Micah's old room). Things we going okay until Randy got called out. He's been on call this week, but I didn't really expect him to have to go out. H was only gone about an hour, but he had to run up to the office awhile later to check on something. Then he got another call right about 4:00(the customer called in at 10:00 but Randy didn't get the call until 4:00). He had to go about as far out in the Pequot exchange as possible. Which really stunk since we were planning to go out for supper with Brent and Sarah. To make it worse, Randy got all the way out to this house and said to the guy, "I heard you were having phone troubles." The guy said, "Yeah, I was but it's working now." Randy said, "I tried calling you." "Oh, I was sleeping." Very annoying. On the bright side Brent and Sarah went to Target and killed time, so we were still able to meet them at Applebee's for supper. Unfortunately, I think I had the worse meal ever at Applebee's. I wanted my steak medium well, but it looked more medium rare and it was chewy. My garlic mashed potatoes weren't overly warm and seemed quite lumpy for mashed potatoes. I did get a little strawberry cheesecake dessert that was good. I'm most disappointed that I didn't say anything to the waitress and paid for food I didn't eat. Randy got called out again after we got home with the kids. He left at about 8:15 and didn't home until 11:15. He had to go out again this morning around 7:00 to 9:00, then again from 1:00 to 4:00ish and then again about 5:30 and he's not home yet and it's 8:30. It's 8:40 now and Randy just called and said he got stuck in the snow (which we shouldn't have) and he still has to go check on another generator, so he won't be home until some where between 11-12. At least he gets paid time and a half for being called out. So, we haven't finished Olivia's room yet. This snow, that's still coming down, is also making this a not so pleasant weekend. Earlier this week we were outside playing wearing only sweatshirts. The kids aren't real happy about it either. This morning when Isaiah looked out the window he said, "I'm not going anywhere. I'm not going to church." Tonight he said, "Why did God do that? I think he's being naughty."

Micah has a new saying, "No way!" When I was changing him, he said something about a baby. Olivia was in the room and said, "Are you a baby Micah?" "No way, O!" (that's what he calls Olivia). He said no way to me a couple of times but I can't remember what I had asked him.

When I was reading the kids their Bible stories tonight we talked about when Jesus will come back and we will get to go to heaven with him. Olivia said, "We can bring our toys and stuff." "No, we can't bring toys or any of our stuff with us. Everything we need will be in heaven," I said. "But I want my blanket," Isaiah said full of concern. "You won't need your blanket in heaven. It's getting really old and falling apart anyway." "Yes, I want to have my blanket." Trying to avoid a melt down, I said, "Maybe when you go heaven you'll be a grown up like Mommy and Daddy and you won't need a blanket anymore." "But Grandpa has a blanket," came his reply. (which he does for taking naps in his recliner) Olivia got me off the hook by saying, "Isaiah, maybe Jesus will give you a new blanket in heaven."

Double Pretending

Earlier this week Isaiah wanted to do something with the plastic animals. So we made a museum. We put animals in Tupperware (glass displays). We even put water in one for the water animals. The next day he wanted to do something else with the animals. We made a pet store again using Tupperware. Then of course he wanted someone to buy the pets. Olivia had her Barbies out, so I used the them as customers for Isaiah's pet shop. They both thought it was a blast. I pooped out on them after an hour, but said they could keep playing. They played for probably another hour. They took turns being the pet store owner and the customers. Yesterday Isaiah was setting up the pet store again and said to me, "I'm pretending that the pig likes to eat snakes. I'm also pretending, I'm double pretending..."

Yesterday Olivia wanted to hold baby Callie. I was helping her and had the burp cloth laying there. Olivia picked up the burp cloth and said "She wants her blanket." As I was saying, "That's not her blanket," Olivia was taking it off and had a grossed out look on her face. She said, "I got burp on me."

Today, when we were over at Sarah's, Olivia was in the living room with baby Callie and I couldn't see them very well. Callie was fussing (just a tiny bit). Callie stopped fussing and Olivia said, "I think she needed a kiss." I asked if she kissed her and she nodded yes.

Last night when we were getting the kids ready for bed Randy said something about Kidstuff (Wednesday night church for the kids) and Micah started singing na, na, na, na goodbye. Every week the closing song at Kidstuff is that song, na, na, na, na, na, na,na, na, hey, hey, hey, goodbye. I was surprised that he knew what Kidstuff was and that he put the song with it.