A Sweet Moment

I asked Zeke to help me out for a minute, by reading a book to Finn. He was more than happy to oblige.










As I was taking this picture, Zeke looked up at me and said, "Mommy, are you picturing?"

A moment this sweet? You bet I am picturing son.


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July's Visitors

Josh's parents came to visit us from the 13th until the 19th of this month. Well, they were supposted to get in on the 12th, but weather at their layover point prevented them from even being able to leave Philly. Crazy, I know. But they finally got here Tuesday night around 11:30pm. Zeke and Deacon were thrilled - the next morning when they woke up to Grammy and Poppa being here that is.

The excitment was somewhat short lived though. As soon as the boys were up, we fed them and dressed them, then Josh and I whisked Deacon and Finn away to the doctor's. But after we came home, had lunch, and had naps, we had a lovely time just hanging out.

Grammy and I did a bunch of knitting and crocheting (in that one picture, you can see that even Deacon got in on that action a little). Poppa and Daddy built many train tracks and played lots of video games to entertain Zeke. On Friday, they switched things up a little by taking the boys to the library for story time, leaving Finn and me home alone to enjoy a little quiet.

Saturday was a fun day (and the only day it didn't rain their entire visit I think). Josh, his parents, and the two "big boys" went down to Portage Valley. I won't get into why Finn and I didn't go. But they had a lovely trip, with lovely weather, and general loveliness all around.

On Sunday, we did something special. Something that I feel deserves it's own blog post, but I don't have too much to say about it, so I'm just going to write about it all here. Sunday, we had Finn dedicated at church. It was really nicely done by Pastor Mark (pictured below), who actually shares a birthday with Finn. In the picture, we're praying over Finn, and while it's not the greatest picture, I picked it because I like Finn's smile. It almost seems like he understands what's going on and is really pleased by it.


Besides all that, we really just hung out around the house. Josh's parents had been to Alaska twice before this, so they have pretty much seen it all and just came to visit with us and to play with the grandkids. Which they did. I also took advantage of their visit by going to the dentist on Monday, but that's neither here nor there. Monday afternoon Josh came home from work, and took his parents to the airport for their flight back to New Jersey. It was a fun visit and we miss them already.

Chomps Ahoy

During one of their many wrestling bouts today, I heard Deacon stop laughing and start crying. Zeke came out of their bedroom, came to me in the kitchen and said, "Deacon hurt." I asked Zeke, "What did you do to him?" and told me that he bit Deacon.

I sighed, then went into their bedroom to check on Deacon. Sweet boy was sitting in the middle of his bed, sobbing. So I sat down next to him and asked him what was wrong. He told me his belly hurt, lifted up his shirt and showed me this:

Yeah. Those are teeth marks - Zeke's teeth marks. I don't think I have ever been so shocked at and disappointed in and upset with Zeke. Looking at Deacon's belly now, hours later, I still can't believe it happened. My poor baby.



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Whatta Man

Let me tell you a story about my husband real quick. For the past two weeks or so my friend, Amity, has been trying to get me to go the evening PWOC study out here since I can't make it to the morning one anymore because of Zeke's school. So I finally agreed to go last night because they were meeting for dinner instead of study and we figured it would be a good way for me to meet the ladies that go at night.

Yesterday afternoon, I called Amity to see if she wanted to go together (since she lives right around the block), and she told me how her husband was supposed to watch their 5 kids, plus another woman's 2 kids, but her husband had just called to say he wasn't going to be home any where close to on time, so she was going to stay home with all the kids so her friend could go to dinner without her kids (this other woman's husband is currently deployed). When Josh got home from work I told him what was going on, and he volunteered to watch all of the kids. All of them. Amity's 5, her friend's 2, and our 2 (I was told I had to bring Finn with me). That's 9. Josh, of his own sweetness and good will volunteered to watch 9 kids until Amity's husband could get home from work, so that Amity could go out to dinner with us as well. Isn't he wonderful? He had all 9 kids for an hour and a half or so too.

Josh told me I shouldn't expect him to volunteer for anything like this again anytime soon, but it was SO appreciated by so many ladies (not just Amity, her friend, and myself, but everyone else who was at dinner and heard the story and was happy all 3 of us were able to make it). Thank you babe, you really saved the day. Our hero.