Monday, 30 May 2011

Book Review

We picked up this book during one of our weekly visits to the library.  It is one of our favorites.  With each flip of the page there is a mama animal and a baby animal.  A little poem goes along with it.  
"I am yours,
You are mine.
Mama loves you, 
It's simple, but the snuggle factor is high when reading this book.  Ashlene, you hug and kiss mama throughout the entire thing, so I don't mind reading this one over and over to you!

Friday, 20 May 2011

A Wise Woman Builds Her Home: Choosing What's Best

A Wise Woman Builds Her Home: Choosing What's Best: "There are so many options today. The local supermarket is sprawling with aisles of choices. Stores are filled to capacity with brand named..."

Thursday, 12 May 2011

Hard at Play

There's something about watching a child absorbed in play.

Mind and body completely engaged

Totally not self conscious... least until they're caught!!

Friday, 6 May 2011

God's Buckets

"Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits, even the God of our salvation.  Selah."
Psalm 68:19

Ashlene, we don't know where you got the phrase "God's buckets", but the first thing that comes to mind are His blessings which are plentiful! 

Wednesday, 4 May 2011

Art Class

With our long winters here in the Northwest, we have to find some fun things to do indoors.  With Pop-Pop's help we were able to register you for art classes at 4 Cats Studio.  We had a fun 11 weeks of these classes.  There weren't very many other students, so you got a lot of one-on-one instruction from the teacher. 

                                          You coloured with pastels

                                          You sculpted

                                          You painted

                                                       You sculpted some more

                                                        You love art class!

Tuesday, 3 May 2011

Sweet Bedtimes

Tucking you in bed is one of my favorite things to do.  It's one of those things that I feel we do really well around here.  We let you know ahead of time that in a few minutes it's time for dodo.  Of course we do all the essential preparations involving washing up and brushing your teeth.  Then we collect your blankies (there are two, one of which is falling apart) and you call for daddy - "daddy pay, daddy pay".  Mommy and daddy kneel beside your bed and ask what/who we should pray for .  Right now we are the ones making the suggestions, but we know that one day you will be able to start making prayer requests of your own.  After prayer you want daddy to leave the room and you ask me to tell you a story or sing a song.  Your usual requests are "Teddy Bear's Picnic" or "Rock-a-bye Baby" (wok bebe).  And when I get to the end of the song you put your little pointer finger up and say "one more tiiiiimmme". 
Something that gives me a chuckle:  When I raise my eyebrows while telling a story, you like to poke my forehead when it wrinkles. 
You can be sure mommy is in the mirror afterwards and wondering when those wrinkles started. 
Most times I like to linger by your bed and chat about the day or about what's going to happen tomorrow.  You seem to like this, and you will even bring up what something special that we did weeks ago.  Right now you like to remember the time when you and I went to Bellingham.  We visited the mall and we rode on the little train ride and then tried on some pretty dresses (pwe dwess).
From time to time, mommy will let you lay beside me in my bed while I read.  The intention is that you will just drift happily off to sleep.  This usually never works.  You are easily stimulated and too excited about being in my bed and you start to chatter and wiggle.  And flop.  And chatter.  And lean over me and try to leaf through the pages of my book while I am trying to read it.  I have to say, it's one of the most endearing things as you are so cute doing it.  I indulge you.  For awhile.  Then when I feel my eyes closing, and I know you are still going strong, I call for daddy to come put you in your bed.  This never suits you.  You usually cry.  Which is why I suppose it's just better to put you in your bed in the first place.