Thursday, February 2, 2017

Monday, October 31, 2016

happy halloween!

They practiced tonight before going out. 

"Make sure you get the whole thing, Mom." (That was a big "blow-up," as Gideon calls them.)

"Can I hug that ghost because he is sad."

And here are the "real camera" ones.

And from all the years past. :)








Sunday, October 23, 2016

the fair!

We went to the fair last weekend and had a great time. Matt's sister, brother in law, niece, and nephews were in town from NY. It was great to have them down and to get to share one of our favorite things of the year with them.

And this one is from a date night Matt and I got the other night, courtesy of my mom. We went to dinner and to the mall to get smiley face cookies. Because we're mature grown ups.

Friday, October 21, 2016

slices of life, vol. 10

Here are some funnies from the last few weeks:

Commenting on the sunrise one morning -
Gideon: Mommy, have you seen the colors? Dere's orange, yellow, pink, and blue.
Me: I know. God is quite the artist.
Jonah (chiming in): He sure is. You know why?
(Points at himself)
Cause He made this guy.
Jonah: Dad, did you fart?
Matt: No.
Jonah: Ok, I must be smelling my fart then.
From Matt:
Patrice called me on my way home from work to ask me how close I was (5 minutes out), and tell me she left her purse at school and needed to get it. She was going to leave Jonah home alone since I was so close.
I passed her in the driveway, so he was in the house for about thirty seconds by himself. When I went inside Jonah proclaimed, "Dad, I was the only human here! It felt good to be king of the house with Deac as my sidekick!"
From Matt:
Jonah was having a tough time today following directions, being respectful, and was not using his brain at all.
For example, he threw up (not because he was sick, but because he took too big of a bite and gagged) and then immediately blew his breath in my face.
Patrice: Every decision you are making is horrific.
Jonah: Can you change that "H" to a "T?"
My kid has his moments, but most of the time he is "torrific."
From Matt:
Two of this weekend’s many disagreements:
Jonah: I’m done.
Giddy: Jonah, play with me!
Jonah: No! No hitting, no weapons, no playing dead. (brief pause) Actually, yeah, just play dead.
Giddy: You’re a dork!
Jonah: No, you’re a dork!
Giddy: Gideon’s not a dork, and Dad’s not a dork, and Mom’s not a dork, because none of them are Jonah.
From Matt:
Scene: Giddy spills yogurt on carpet and Patrice discovers it a few minutes later.
Patrice: Gideon, did you spill yogurt on the carpet?
Giddy: No.
Patrice: Then what is this all over the carpet?
Giddy: (Looking at yogurt) Dust.
From Matt:
Giddy seems to be getting really excited about praying lately.
Dear God,
Fank you for dis day. Fank you dat giwaffe not eat me. Fank you dat hippopotamus not eat me...(this continued for about two minutes of thanking God for a host of carnivorous and non-carnivorous animals not eating him).
In Jesus Name, Amen.
Dear God,
Fank you for dis day. Fank you for Darf Bader. Fank you for my family.
In Jesus Name, Amen.
The force is strong with this one.
From Grandaddy (Matt's Dad):
It was time for the afternoon sword fight in the front yard. Giddy had a foam sword in each hand. I had an identical sword. Jonah came outside, after getting a drink of water, and said he needed a sword. Gid just looked at him, with a sword in each hand. So I gave Jonah my sword. I told Gid I couldn't fight because I did not have a sword. Using perfect 4 year old logic he told me, "Well doofus, you are the one that gave your sword to Jonah."

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

a long overdue update and the pumpkin patch!

Friends! I've missed you! Are you even still out there??? I honestly and truly do miss blogging. I can't make any promises that it will get better (I kind of have three jobs right now), but please know that I do love you all and miss you, and we still covet your prayers.

Jonah is doing well. He had a virus a couple of weeks ago that ended with a two week stent of horrible coughing. He eventually had to go on prednisone to kick it. It's pretty typical for him to do that, but it doesn't make it any easier for him to deal with when it happens. I've noticed his skin, primarily on his face, severely deteriorates when this happens. I imagine it's because of restless/little sleep. After he recovered from that, he got strep bacteria infections on his hands (and consequently infected his nurse, grandaddy, and two cousins with strep throat... oops), and is now on a 10 day dose of antibiotics for that. They look better now, but last year we struggled with infection coming right back after the 10 days, so we'll see.

Overall, he's healthy, happy, and incredibly brave and strong, like always.

Gideon is a hot mess, and we love him to death. He has endless energy, endless curiosity, gets into everything, eats on the run, never flushes the toilet, and keeps us in stitches. He is so funny, you guys. And he's adorable. He is a huge blessing to our lives, and I just can't believe he's already FOUR. He's older than Jonah was when he came to us. It blows my mind where the time has gone.

Here are some photos from the pumpkin patch this weekend: