“It’s probably just a food baby. Did you have a big lunch? “

this is what we do on Tuesday nights…just in case you wanted to know

(Silas has man boobs!)

go away monnstters!!

Last night, before bedtime, Asher and I were playing with his little tool bench. I got up to take care of Silas, and Asher came running to me asking for a blankie. I told him that his blankie was on his bed, but instead he grabbed one of Silas’ washclothes and ran back out to the living room. When I came out to the living room again I heard him say “goodnight dad (kiss)…goodnight mommy(kiss)…no monsstters, go away!!!!” This is what he made:

The little green things are Dave and I, and he made us a bed! I was pretty impressed!

happy 1/2 birthday Silas!!!

Silas will be 6 months old tommorrow. Time seriously flew by!! Here are a couple things I LOVE about my little boy:

• his smile
• his happy personality
• he is so easy going
• his chubby legs
• he always gets the hiccups everytime he laughs
• the lil birthmark on his butt
• His need to be held and cuddled
• that he is a part of my life!!!

 

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brothers???

Here are the boys at 5 months old. I think that they kinda look alike.

Silas                                                                                     Asher

those were the days…

Dave + Kristin + College =  ”in love, no kids, few bills, money to spend, little respnosiblity”

 

i am one step away from finding a bus to walk in front of…

My husband usually complains about his job on a regular basis, and I am sure he has every right to, but when I say I have had a bad day, the usual response is something to the effect of “you got to stay home all day!” I know I have got to stay home all day…that is usually the problem Asher is such a tough kid for me at times. Today he offically wore me out by 10:00. He threw a huge fit at WIC, which is my least favorite place to be in lake county!!! He has this weird phobia of doctors or something b/c he absolutely refuses to be weighed or measured, which is what they tried to do today at WIC. Then, of course, I got all the “you are a horrible mother to a horrible kid” look by all the toothless parents in there. This afternoon, both of my boys wouldn’t take a nap, so now I am sitting here numb and worn out. I hate days like this, but usually they are followed by much better days. It is a weird cycle!

design sponge

So every once in a while I get hit with a desire to create something or learn how to make something I have never attempted before. I serisously get this way after my period…weird huh? Lately I have been cleaning up my yard and preparing to plant some flowers, but I need more. If I had some money this wouldn’t be an issue, but since I am poor I need to be creative in finding ways to be creative…too much work!  Any ideas???

fertility…

 

Somtimes I miss being pregnant,

but then I tell myself to shut up!

 

a look back…

I was reading my Bible this morning and in the front cover I found a poem I wrote when I was about to leave for  collge. It makes me sad b/c I am no where near the person I thought I would become . I have been really struggling lately in my life emotionally and spiritually. I hope that one day I can be a better person than I am today, but I guess we should feel like that everday b/c spritually speaking we will never arrive!!! We are too human for that!

“To know you more is my heart’s desire,

Yet constantly I push you away

For fear of seeing myself as I am

And losing the comfort of my own way.

 

You tell me there is no fear in love

So why am I so afraid?

I say I believe and love you Lord

And yet refuse to trust and obey.

 

Forgive me Lord, of who I am

And please help me to see

Not the women that I am,

But the women you created me to be.”

                                                (Kristin 2001)

                                           

time for bed!

 

My dad came to visit us today and Asher was so excited to see him, but kept asking “where nana?” nonstop. It is so awesome that even at two he realizes they come in a pair! Anyway after their big wagon trip to the park they came back and my dad said he was tired. So Asher ran to his bedroom and got papa a blanket, stopped and looked, and then ran and got him a pillow. He again stopped to think about what he was missing and proceeded to get a bear and a binkie for my dad. After that he kissed my dad on the forhead and patted him and said goodnight. He has the routine down, he better after two years!