A huge milestone passed in the Bird house, and not unnoticed. I just have not had time to sit down and do it blog justice. In the meantime, I found this pix from the preschool party.
I call it Big Boy Bookends, Bryce's Happy Place.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
What to do with a Snow Day?
And then working on Christmas Gifts for a few others:
A few jars, some ribbons, hot glue, bells.
Oh, and LOTS of candy:-)
and leftover candy that is now gone.
Snow days for us are an unexpected treat. It is like getting a bonus Saturday in the middle of the week. My house is clean, I got to craft, I moved some things into the apartment for the Burmese refugees.... I even got to take a nap!
I {heart} snow days.
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
Brycer Update
We went yesterday to our final Pediatric Hemotology appointment.
Get this- Bryce is completely back to normal! Praise the Lord! His hemoglobin is 11.5, which is right where it should be.
Oh, how wonderful it has been to watch him get better.
- We have watched our child who never wanted to get down wander off with excitement.
- A full inch and one pound has been added in three weeks. Clothes that have fit him for an entire year are starting to get small.
- Eating is now something he does gladly.
- No more cardboard books!
- Walking is now put aside for running and jumping and causing mischief of one kind or another.
- His heart looks great and is beating normally.
He is a new kid.
The only bad side effect of iron is that his teeth have been stained completely gray. It bums me out, but is a small price to pay for a healthy baby.
The plan is to get his iron stores back up over the next three months and then he should be finished with iron.
Sunday, December 06, 2009
Does this kid know me, or what?
Our daily schedule is a bit different than a "normal family" in that I almost never put our kids to bed.
It was decided long ago that I would begin work around that time, and Josh would take over the nightly duties of brushing teeth, reading stories, finding Dylan the dog, and tucking in.
Each night after being tucked in, Kayden will sneak down to the computer and ask me to come up to tell him a story and promises one in return. Knowing full well it is his way of stalling, I often concede. There is something sacred about bedtime. The truth of what is going on inside his head and heart always come to the surface in the darkness of his room. Vulnerabilities are disclosed, so I hate to miss that special time.
The story he desires could be anything. A certain toy he played with that evening and when it was purchased, the last time he spent the night at Grandmas, something that happened between Bryce and him.
I always start my story with "One there was a little boy named Kayden, and he....."
At the end of my third tale, I ask him to tell me his story as promised. He habitually shirks responsibility, and promises indulgance another evening.
Tonight, however, he obliged.
"One, there was a big girl named Mommy, who loved to buy clothes from Gymboree and take lots of pictures of Kayden."
It was decided long ago that I would begin work around that time, and Josh would take over the nightly duties of brushing teeth, reading stories, finding Dylan the dog, and tucking in.
Each night after being tucked in, Kayden will sneak down to the computer and ask me to come up to tell him a story and promises one in return. Knowing full well it is his way of stalling, I often concede. There is something sacred about bedtime. The truth of what is going on inside his head and heart always come to the surface in the darkness of his room. Vulnerabilities are disclosed, so I hate to miss that special time.
The story he desires could be anything. A certain toy he played with that evening and when it was purchased, the last time he spent the night at Grandmas, something that happened between Bryce and him.
I always start my story with "One there was a little boy named Kayden, and he....."
At the end of my third tale, I ask him to tell me his story as promised. He habitually shirks responsibility, and promises indulgance another evening.
Tonight, however, he obliged.
"One, there was a big girl named Mommy, who loved to buy clothes from Gymboree and take lots of pictures of Kayden."
Saturday, December 05, 2009
First snow
Thursday, December 03, 2009
Standing in line at Subway today, I was contemplating what the various mattress sizes are and how big each one is respectively, and the most wonderful thing happened. More on that later.
For the life of me, I cannot figure out or keep straight the various sizes of beds. I fully remember the Single, the Queen, and King, but the other sizes in there get me every time.
Is a full bigger than a double? What about the twin, where does that fit in?
Back to Subway.
The lady in front of me gave me a big grin and said "Merry Christmas!!", and the two cashiers were smiling and looking at me. Almost as if they were waiting on me to say something. I started to feel a bit uncomfortable, what with four people staring and looking happily at me.
"Did I miss something?" I asked.
"That lady just paid for your sub!" said the cashier.
It made me feel good. Really good. Someone I do not know doing something for me for no other reason than to be nice.
Random Acts of Kindness. It made my day, honestly.
And then I thought of many of you doing the same thing.
As most of you know, the Social Action and Relief Committee is sponsoring a Burmese family. They are set to arrive December 9. I cannot imagine leaving everything I have ever know to fly to another country in which I did not speak the language. So many of you have donated items or gone to the store to pick up supplies for them. I know they will feel like I did today- loved by people they don't even know. It is a blessing to be a part of this story.
Matthew 25:40 The King will answer them "I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me."
For the life of me, I cannot figure out or keep straight the various sizes of beds. I fully remember the Single, the Queen, and King, but the other sizes in there get me every time.
Is a full bigger than a double? What about the twin, where does that fit in?
Back to Subway.
The lady in front of me gave me a big grin and said "Merry Christmas!!", and the two cashiers were smiling and looking at me. Almost as if they were waiting on me to say something. I started to feel a bit uncomfortable, what with four people staring and looking happily at me.
"Did I miss something?" I asked.
"That lady just paid for your sub!" said the cashier.
It made me feel good. Really good. Someone I do not know doing something for me for no other reason than to be nice.
Random Acts of Kindness. It made my day, honestly.
And then I thought of many of you doing the same thing.
As most of you know, the Social Action and Relief Committee is sponsoring a Burmese family. They are set to arrive December 9. I cannot imagine leaving everything I have ever know to fly to another country in which I did not speak the language. So many of you have donated items or gone to the store to pick up supplies for them. I know they will feel like I did today- loved by people they don't even know. It is a blessing to be a part of this story.
Matthew 25:40 The King will answer them "I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me."
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