Here are two recent pics that I just love. Happy Wednesday!

Here are two recent pics that I just love. Happy Wednesday!

I’m so behind on my blogs. Way behind. So I’m just going to type random bullets and see what I remember…

Okay, so I’m sure there’s more, but I’m tired, and I’m going to end this long post. Hopefully, I’ll be back before another 10 days have passed!
And this time, I’m talking about my mother-in-law.
Seriously…this woman is beyond awesome. First of all, she helped raise my more-than-fantastic husband. So…that earns her major kudos. But then she’s giving and godly and thoughtful. A true servant. A prayer warrior. Really…she’s that good.
And on top of all of that…she sews. And I mean seriously sews. And I am so thankful that my children are the primary beneficiaries of her creativity and talent. This weekend, we came home with quiet books. And they are freakin’ amazing.
Check them out…

Some of the pages are the same for both books. Like these ones:

(There’s an “old woman” tucked inside that shoe which, obviously, ties. The flowers come off the buttons. The beads go up to 10. The kids can put things in the train cars. And the black page is a chalkboard.)
Some are similar. These are in Alex’s book:


These are in Erin’s:


(The bug/bee hive unzip and have bees/ladybugs inside, the barn opens with velcro animals, the kitty ties, the puppy buckles, the clock hands move, they can put their hands into the glove, the shapes snap onto the page, and the pictures are magnetic with matching magnetic pictures inside the hidden pocket.)
And needless to say…we LOVE them!

Thanks, Pam!!!
Dear Megan,
You are already six months old. And what a big, sweet bundle of joy you are! You have a low, grunty laugh that cracks me up. You’re starting to anticipate when we’re going to tickle you. And your smile still lights up your whole face.
Of course, you are starting to make a wider range of sounds, too. Not all of them happy. Your “buzzer” cry (as Daddy calls it) is a sure sign that you have reached your limit, and I should come and get you RIGHT NOW. You can get really angry when things don’t go your way or when I take a toy you aren’t supposed to have. And man, do you have a talent for finding toys you aren’t supposed to have! Of course, with two older siblings, there are lots of toys you shouldn’t have within arms reach, pretty much at all times.

You are already fully mobile. Your army-crawling skills amaze me on a regular basis. And I suspect you’ll be crawling before another month passes. Right now, you’re just content to rest on your hands and knees for a few seconds. But I’m sure that will change soon. Still, sweet one, it’s okay with Mommy if you don’t rush on to walking any time soon!
So far we haven’t seen any teeth. But we have discovered that you LOVE cereal. Rice cereal. Oatmeal. Doesn’t matter. You love it all. Sadly, your forays into other food options has been less successful. Both green beans and applesauce have gotten only shudders and tortured faces. But don’t worry…we’ll find something else you’ll find worth swallowing!

Sadly, you’ve had a cold this week. So you haven’t been sleeping well. And you have needed Mommy to stay right by your side for most of the week. But I think we’re finally getting well again. And on a happier note, we’ve finally gotten to spend some time outside this week. And you LOVE to be outside. We take wagon rides (you go in your carseat) and you sit in your stroller and watch the twins play with chalk and run all around. Don’t worry, little one, you’ll be running with them soon enough!
You are getting bigger by the day. You love your Daddy with everything in you. He calls you MegaBaby or Meggles. The twins still love talking to you, and you are starting to talk back to them. Of course, Mommy thinks you are sweet and smart and fabulous. Happy six months, little one!

I wish I didn’t work so hard at keeping people from seeing my warts, mistakes, meltdowns, and other personal catastrophes.
I wish I was a better friend.
I wish there were easier answers to the problems out there.
I wish grace was a more consistent part of my life.
I wish I wasn’t such a coward.
I wish I could figure out how to find a deeper sense of connection. And contentment. And confidence.
I wish Megan didn’t always ignore the 20 toys she can play with to find the ONE toy on the floor that she’s not supposed to have.
I wish I was better with the details. Especially where house cleaning comes in.
I wish I had more time to read or knit or swing. Or maybe I wish I took more time to do those things.
I wish I could bottle up my kids’ laughter.
I wish that I would learn to take more time to pray.
I wish I knew how to love my husband.
I wish the laundry would do itself.
I wish I would learn to be less critical, in thought and in word.
I wish I could figure out what real obedience looks like.
I wish I could play the piano.
I wish I had a better sense of my purpose.
I wish I was better at telling the people I love how much they mean to me.
I wish I looked a lot more like Jesus than I do right now. (Hey…at least this last one is a wish that will come true someday!)
1. Alex broke my glasses last night. I got them in January. I never liked them that much. But still…to be out the cost of the glasses after only 3 months. Drat!
UPDATE: I took my broken glasses to the optometrist’s office today, and they are ordering the part needed to fix them. And it’s under warranty. NICE!
2. My children are living in Contrary Land these days. I guess it’s just ’cause they’re two. But just about everything I ask gets a “no” in response (even, “Do you want yogurt for breakfast?”) or some other form of negative. These are sometimes accompanied by fits. Oh…such fun.
UPDATE: Yep…this is still where things stand.
3. And of course, everyone keeps telling me that 3 is worse. Something to look forward to, I guess.
UPDATE: Someone actually told me they liked 3 way better than 2. Maybe there is hope!
4. Alex also ran into the corner of a doorway last night, leaving a monster lump on his forehead. It’s better today, just going to leave a lovely bruise for a week or so. Glad we didn’t plan to have pictures done this weekend!
UPDATE: The bruise is now purple, but healing nicely. And it didn’t slow him down for a second. He’s definitely my boy!
5. I got Megan’s new-found mobility on video last night. She is after everything she sees now. And of course, Erin is trying to “protect” stuff from her grasp. So…I guess it begins…
UPDATE: Today, Erin was actually tossing things towards Megan, whether she “should” have them or not. Obviously, we’ll have to work on what toys are Megan appropriate. As well as why we shouldn’t throw things at Megan. I know…good luck with both of those things…
6. The twins did have yogurt for breakfast this morning. Alex is eating it with his fingers. While holding the spoon in the other hand. *shrugs*
UPDATE: Okay, no real update. But this morning, Erin didn’t eat a single piece of Kix from her bowl. I asked if she’d rather have toast. Yep. She ate 2 slices all by herself.
7. I actually have found time for the current writing project recently. Not sure if the revised deadline (it got pushed WAY back) gave me the breathing room I needed to really focus on it or if it’s just been a good week for writing. But I’ll take it!
UPDATE: Didn’t get to much writing today as my children’s sleeping schedule got all out of whack. Oh well. I probably jinxed myself by writing this!
8. In a shocking turn of events, I actually got the ironing done yesterday. Go me!
UPDATE: I got the garbage out before the garbage truck came today. Other than that, I accomplished nothing!
9. Megan gets really fussy in the afternoons these days. I’m hoping she’s actually teething or something. And she’s been getting up too early in the morning to eat (4:55 am on Wed. morning, 5:40 today). I hope she’s just growing and will go back to her 6-7 am feeding time soon.
UPDATE: Not teething. Not growing (that I know of). Nope…it was a ginormous poop. Yep, that would explain it, too…
10. Erin figured out this week that she can leave her room when she wakes up. So this morning, she appeared in the bathroom just as I was stepping out of the shower. Surprise, Mommy!
UPDATE: Also, nothing new here. I managed to be drying my hair (dressed even!) before 2 little Munchkins appeared in my bathroom this morning. So I guess that makes the score: Twins 1, Mommy 1
And you are now caught up on (some of) our lives. Happy Friday!