Sunday, December 23, 2012
merry christmas!
Man of Sorrows! What a name
For the Son of God, who came
Ruined sinners to reclaim.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!
Bearing shame and scoffing rude,
In my place condemned He stood;
Sealed my pardon with His blood.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!
Guilty, vile, and helpless we;
Spotless Lamb of God was He;
“Full atonement!” can it be?
Hallelujah! What a Savior!
Merry Christmas.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
15 months
Buddy,
I haven't written an update on you in a while, but that's not because there's a lack of updates you've made! You are such an engaged, lively, independent (or at least wanting to be) boy these days. Equal parts enjoyable and exhausting. :)
You have taken your own sweet time to start walking - as of today you're walking about 75% of the time and crawling the rest. Your latest achievement is turning fast in circles and then falling down, dizzy and laughing. Cracks us up.
Speaking of laughing, you love to do it. At yourself, at Mama, at Dada, at any friend of yours who does something even remotely funny. Your little sense of humor is fully developed, and actually has been for a while.
Dancing is your favorite part of every day. I have music on almost all of the time because you LOVE IT. Your moves have increased: you love waving your hand in the air, swaying, bopping your head, and bouncing up and down while standing up. You can't get enough of songs with a beat. Whenever you hear music start, you immediately look my way with pure excitement in your eyes. So stinking cute.
With four bottom teeth all the way in and your top two halfway there, your eating has [slightly] improved. You love to feed yourself but easily get bored after a few bites of each food selection. This presents a little bit of a problem as you are a crank when you're hungry (you get this from your mom). So I am still feeding you from a spoon to ensure that your tummy gets full at meals. Most dinnertimes, your dad has to distract/entertain you while I shovel food into your mouth.
You are understanding so much these days! While in Colorado for Thanksgiving, one of Jimpa's friends told you that he liked your shirt. As soon as he said it, you grabbed your shirt and looked down at it! I had NO idea that you knew that word! Others you recognize and can point out: belly button, nose, hair, shoes, socks, feet. When I tell you we're going to go take a bath, you crawl right into your bathroom and pull back the shower curtain. If I tell you that we're going to go play in the basement, you crawl right to the gate! You also love being asked to brush your hair, or even better, my hair! You also know how to "stand up" and "sit down." Your comprehension and responsiveness is sort of amazing to us.
Words you can speak: dawk-ee (doggie), uh oh, mama, bye. But you never, ever say them on command. It has to be your idea and your timing.
You love getting small toys out of boxes or baskets, "dusting" with feather dusters, taking books off bookshelves and pushing anything that rolls (cars, balls, etc.).
Still napping twice a day, around 10 and then again around 3. You're unpredictable in this arena, staying down anywhere from 30 minutes to 1.5 hrs. Since returning from Colorado a couple of weeks ago, you've been off your normal morning wakeup time and have been alerting us with a cry between 6:30-7 rather then 7:30-8. Hoping somehow we can retrain your body... that extra 30 minutes sure used to be nice...
We're kinda pondering dropping the bottle soon. You still take one first thing in the morning, before your afternoon nap and before bedtime. So far you have not responded well to milk in a sippy but at some point we're just going to have to tough it out. The bottle and the pacifier probably need to go... you're just so attached that it is not going to be easy on any of us.
weight: 20 lbs (3rd %, sweetie, you're making mommy a little nervous here)
height: 31 inches (43rd %)
size 4 shoessize 4 diapers
12-18 mo. clothes
Every night, the very last thing I do before I get into bed is to sneak into your room, pull your blankie up over you and whisper a prayer of thanks for my boy. You are a precious gift, sweetheart. Now go gain some weight, but quit growing up.
Monday, November 26, 2012
32 reasons
I started a tradition several years ago that, unfortunately, was skipped last year... for however many years my husband has lived on this earth, a post listing that number of reasons why I love him.
Picking it up again today on his 32nd birthday. Happy birthday to my most bestest friend! I love you!
1. For being an incredible daddy to our little boy. INCREDIBLE.
2. For working so hard to provide for our family.
3. For sensing when I need a break from the kid and giving me one.
4. For your heart for those who don't know Christ.
5. For your willingness to let go of a standard of perfection, instead working on a standard of grace.
6. For never, ever making me feel guilty when our house isn't clean (which is pretty much always).
7. For your generous heart and deep desire to be a surrendered steward.
8. For the many times you bring dinner home when I've had a long day.
9. For changing Boone's diapers, even when they are the biggest you've ever seen.
10. For getting Boone up most Saturday mornings so that I have a chance to sleep a little bit longer.
11. For buying me back my childhood home.
12. For helping me make my childhood home ours.
13. For putting our family first.
14. For developing an ingenious prayer system to pray with me.
15. For picking up dog poo and mowing the yard when it's the last thing you want to do.
16. For your man-crush on David Platt. ha ha
17. For sharing the exhaustion of raising a 15 month old.
18. For really wanting to always do the right thing, the thing that pleases the Lord.
19. For doing a song-and-dance routine so that Boone will eat his dinner (almost every night).
20. For saying "mama" constantly to Boone so that he will learn it.
21. For cheerfully and unbegrudgingly doing the dishes.
22. For wanting to use your profession as a ministry.
23. For serving people in Ethiopia with your dental skills.
24. For helping me so much with our garage sale.
25. For knowing how I take my coffee.
26. For loving our neighborhood and our neighbors.
27. For eating sushi with me.
28. For not caring at all when Boone messes up your shoes and your bathroom drawers.
29. For making with me our most bestest creation. ha ha
30. For laughing with me at silly things like #29.
31. For fostering a Kingdom perspective, in yourself and in me.
32. For staying faithful to me for seven years.
Friday, October 19, 2012
first party
The Saturday following Boone's birthday, we hosted a little shindig at our house with 60 of our family and dearest friends. Pizza from Ziggy's, salad, cupcakes, ice cream and beautiful weather made for a sweet and memorable evening to celebrate our precious boy.
Petie, Christine and I have literally known each other since we were babies, making it incredibly fun that now our kids, all born within three months of each other, are growing up together.
Our sweet friends, Dan, Petie and Caedmon DeJong and Christine Kelly.
Mom and Dad with the birthday boy
Our futile attempt at getting a happy wagon pic with the kiddos:
Brynn Kelly, Raef Ochs, Boone, Caedmon DeJong
Cousins!
Ruby Casamento, Lily and Lucy McClintock, Elliott Casamento
Boone was fairly timid with this cake, unlike the cupcake that he fearlessly smashed a few days prior. I think its size was a bit intimidating, but he still got a few good bites in and messed himself up enough to warrant a bath. Good job, buddy!
(Unfortunately in most of these pics, Boone is sporting his beloved pacifier. While cleaning the house earlier that day, Mom may or may not have been paying attention as she was vacuuming and he was sticking two of his precious little fingers underneath the vacuum. And the vacuum just might have skinned the tops off. Poor little guy was in major pain and the paci helped enough to make him social during his party. Mom felt pretty awful about it, especially happening on the day of his very first birthday party. :( )
Boone and Aunt Lesley
Little introvert...
while all of the guests talked, Boone was happiest playing in the dirt by himself.
Myma and Papa C
Christine, Brynn and Micah Kelly
Us with Mimi, Great Aunt Janet and Great Uncle Brent
Us with Gramma Beanie and He-who-is-yet-to-be-named
Friday, September 28, 2012
9.5.12 :: one
last glimpse of you as an 11 month old...
your first day as a one-year-old went something like this -
8:30 am:
first meal on our special "red plate" - pancakes with sprinkles
11:30 am:
an ornery look for mom as she takes your 12 month pictures
all afternoon:
play with balloons. visit Gramma Beanie. shenanigans. read blog post dedicated to you from Uncle Austin. tomfoolery. read blog post from Aunt Abby and Uncle Adam revealing their super cool gift to you. facetime Aunt Lesley.
5:30 pm:
arrive at Cabela's for your official celebration
6 pm:
eat some grub
6:30 pm:
blow out your first candle, followed by your first taste of refined sugar
think you liked it.
after a bath in the cabela's sink, open some gifts
7:15 pm:
it's hard to believe, but even more fun awaits. time to see the animals!
8 pm:
head home, exhausted and happy, to dream of giant moose (mooses, meese?) and leaping mountain lions.
head home, exhausted and happy, to dream of giant moose (mooses, meese?) and leaping mountain lions.
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