Don't worry that children never listen to you; worry that they are always watcing you. --Robert Fulghum
A person's a person, no matter how small. --Dr. Seuss

Friday, February 29, 2008

Skates, Coats & Trucks

The girls love to put on "Ice Skating" shows... Here is a picture of the Ice Skates Ainlsey made all by herself.

Lexi went insane when she saw this coat. Stan calls it the Yeti Coat. I bought it b/c it happen to be 70% off AND I had been looking for a coat for her all season and couldn't find one. It was meant to be. People stop her and go on and on about her coat, how much they love it, etc. It's funny.

Here is sweet Anderbuddy. He fell asleep huggling his truck. Here is why I do laundry all day long. Errr, let me say that different... Here is why I could be doing laundry all day long.


Happy Leap Day!

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Lexi's Silly Funny Self

Here is a picture she took.

"Mom, I'm going to create a new play and call it the Egg Cracker. Get it, not the Nut Cracker."

"Mom, I'm going to pretend to be in a TV program. It's called, 'Wake up, Princess.'" Funny things followed...

Last night she created a "Getting ready in the morning symphony." [Sing in your head while reading]

Get Dreeeeeessed, get dreeeeessed. Get dressed get dressed get dressed!
Go Brush your teeeeeth, Go Brush your teeth, please go Brush your teeth!
we. don't. want. to.be.late.for.school.

[Ainsley chimes in]
Put on your fast shoes!
Let's have a pillow fight.
Now. GO. AND. BRUSH.YOUR.TEETH.

[I chime in.]
Stop plaaaayyying! Stop plaaaayyying!

What do you want for breakfast??

I want iiiit, IF we don't have it.

IF we have iiiit I DO.NOT.WANT.IIIIIT.

We have waffles? No! I don't want thaaaaat.
We don't have waffles? Please, can I have a waffle.

We do not have yogurrrrrt. But, I reeeeally, reeally want some thaaat!
We have some yogurt? Oh yucky!


Here she is, Anders climbed up in her arms and fell asleep. Sweetie Pies.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Lenten Season



Amazing photograph taken on Sunday February 10, 2008 - Rio de Janeiro

From a letter by Saint Paul of the Cross

It is very good and holy to consider the passion of our Lord, and to meditate on it, for by this sacred path we reach union with God. In this most holy school we learn true wisdom, for it was there that all the saints learned it.

Therefore, be constant in practicing every virtue, and especially in imitating the patience of our dear Jesus, for this is the summit of pure love. Live in such a way that all may know that you bear outwardly as well as inwardly the image of Christ crucified, the model of all gentleness and mercy. For if a man is united inwardly with the Son of the living God, he also bears his likeness outwardly by his continual practice of heroic goodness, and especially through a patience reinforced by courage, which does not complain either secretly or in public. Conceal yourselves in Jesus crucified, and hope for nothing except that all men be thoroughly converted to his will.

Domine Iesu, Noverim me (Lord Jesus, Let Me Know Myself) By St. Augustine (354-430)

Lord Jesus, let me know myself and know Thee, And desire nothing save only Thee. Let me hate myself and love Thee. Let me do everything for the sake of Thee. Let me humble myself and exalt Thee. Let me think of nothing except Thee. Let me die to myself and live in Thee. Let me accept whatever happens as from Thee. Let me banish self and follow Thee, And ever desire to follow Thee. Let me fly from myself and take refuge in Thee, That I may deserve to be defended by Thee. Let me fear for myself, let me fear Thee, And let me be among those who are chosen by Thee. Let me distrust myself and put my trust in Thee. Let me be willing to obey for the sake of Thee. Let me cling to nothing save only to Thee, And let me be poor because of Thee. Look upon me, that I may love Thee. Call me that I may see Thee, And for ever enjoy Thee. Amen.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Got Moisture?

I was carrying Ainsley to bed, she was hugging me playing with my hair.

Ainsley: Mommy, your hair feels fake.

Lexi: Ooooo, let me feel! Come here [reaching for me from the top bunk].

Lexi: Mom, your hair DOES NOT feel fake!! It's just very, very, very, very dry.



Yikes!

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