We are preparing to drive to Indiana on Friday. We have never done this before with the boys, but my anxiety about the whole thing just decreased substantially. Dan's boss knew that we were planning to make the drive in our Jetta, so he offered to rent a mini-van for us instead! I am so excited to go now!!! The boys will be out of range of each other, there will be a mounted tv, I will be able to change diapers on the floor.... The possibilities are endless! Thank you, Dr. And Mrs. Esclamado for helping us!
Speaking of sweet rides....Luke had his first stroller ride today and was happy the whole ride/construction site experience. Pushing a stroller is so much easier when you are not wearing a baby, too!
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Friday, December 14, 2012
My deepest desire this Christmas is that we and those we love would come to Jesus. Why is this so hard this season???
It has been a long week for us, and this morning I was not feeling the Christmas spirit at all....felt myself wanting to snap at the boys at every turn...not their fault. The load did not feel easy this week, as was evidenced in this morning's whinny, impatient, blah.
God has been teaching me what his promise from Matthew 11:28-30 means. It says, "Come to me all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and by burden is light. "
The victory has been won in Jesus. My soul is at rest. The "blah" morning is not the measure of my success or failure as a mom. I have hope because Jesus redeems my failures and repurposes them for his good purposes. Crazy to me, that He is using my "fail" parenting moments to work out his good purposes just as much as the stuff I'm proud of. Thank you, Jesus. I strive, but the burden has been lifted with that hope.
Please, Jesus, bring Calvin, Jack, and Luke's hearts to you (and all those who don't know you), that they would know rest for their soul in all their strivings.
Here's some of what we've been up to this week:
We raked leaves and celebrated Hockey's birthday...Calvin and Jack enjoyed "helping." Jack tried so hard to pile leaves on top of his little red rake and dump them into the trash can like me and Cal. He's not tall enough, so they would just tumble onto his head. He'd bat them away from his eyes and mouth and try again. I think sitting in the pile ended up being much more satisfying for him!
We made and decorated "Christmas" cookies with some friends, too! I use "Christmas" liberally because we had to improvise without cookie cutters. We ended up with circles, rectangles, squares, and random prints of Jack's hand. They boys loved it......God made Jack's hand and all those shapes, so I'm counting it. The frosting and sprinkles make anything look festive anyway!
Like did a lot of sitting up on the floor. He's doing a lot better with it!
And here Jack is reading to Luke. So sweet!
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Saturday, December 8, 2012
We had a 6 month doctor's appointment for Luke on Thursday, and it was pretty discouraging. I did not realize how much stock I was putting in Luke developing normally until we left and I felt dejected. He is weighing in at 14 lbs, which puts him under the growth chart curve. He has rigid muscle tone, which means that he will not easily relax his limbs. Therefore, his mobility is impeded...not rolling over or sitting up. All the big milestones!
All that to say, I am actually pretty encouraged after the last couple days....
We've been pushing calorically dense solids, and thankfully, he is starting to open his mouth!
And he rolled onto his tummy to sleep at nap today!
Jack's articulation improving every day, but he still says some really cute things. When he wants to be pushed into the table he says in his little sing-song, "Pook me up!" (scoot me up). Cal has now adopted it. He asks us at every meal, "Hold my feet!" He means "foot." And he just always wants to be touching. I love having this little foot on my leg.
And this is just melts my heart...I peeked in this morning to see Calvin reading a Franklin book to Luke. Luke eats up all the attention he can from his brothers. I wish I could have heard Cal's rendition of the story!
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Calvin has a stomach bug, so he has a cot on the floor tonight. At bedtime Jack immediately changed his usual sleeping position to have his head near Cal. Apparently that wasn't close enough... We just went in to check on the boys, and here is what we found. I'd say they are doing alright.
I remember not wanting to read a book called Little Critter: All By Myself to Calvin....way back when. I know my own tendency to want to do everything independently out of pride instead of recognizing my need for help from God and others. Somehow I thought I could shelter him from his own little sinful heart.
Jack has started saying "I do all my sel-p." Turns out, I know it is good...God created good pride as well as sinful pride. These guys love to watch their bodies and skills grow. Calvin delights in being able to touch the counter, dress himself, and ride his bike. Jack does a little happy dance and laugh when he slips his shoes onto his own feet, threads his own arms into his shirt sleeves, and gets his own milk out of the refrigerator.
And I am so proud of them, too....
Jack has been vacuuming with the attachment lately, and he has a little hop in his step. Wish I had that same hop when I was vacuuming!
Calvin has been increasingly taking responsibility for both Jack and Luke. He'll say, "Mommy, I take care of my brothers." And he really does. He'll help Jack open doors on toys and hand dropped toys back to Luke to make him happy. Yesterday he just asked to hold Luke...of course I had to get a picture.
Though I'm sure he'll be even happier when he's able to move around on his own instead of just perch on his elbows and hold his toys to bite them, he seems to be pretty content as a dependent for now!
Lest I made yet another construction site post....I'll share about our experience there this morning here.
We had front row seats again, and we got a drive by from the dump truck and excavator. Actually, the excavator driver rolled his truck right next to us and got out inviting the boys to go for a ride. Of course they declined, but I would have loved for them to get to do that! Maybe someday. Maybe I should have just gone! =)
The driver waved/ talked to us a couple times. At one point he stopped to tell me that he first started riding in diggers on his grandfather's lap when he was Cal's age. He drove his first digger when he was 13, and now he is 54 and wouldn't be doing anything else.
I hope the guys find an occupation that they love that much someday. For right now, Cal says he'd choose to drive the excavator and Jack says he'd choose the dump truck. That sounds about right.