Sunday, May 31, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
God said, "Your angel will be waiting for you and willtake care of you."
The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."
God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you... And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy."
Again the small child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?"
God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."
"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"
God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."
"Who will protect me?"
God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."
"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."
God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."
God said, You will simply call her, "Mom."
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Conversation had with Isaiah last week:
- Mom, can I get my ear pierced?
- (Mortification) Uhhhhh....no.
- Why not?
- Over my dead body.
- But Tony and Luis have their ears pierced.
- You're not Tony and Luis and unfortunately they have cooler parents. You could go
live with them if you like. (Moritification again..only this time because I have just
turned into Steve Troyer).
- It's not fair. Can I get them pierced when I am 10?
- Uhhhh....no. (Why would he think 10 was going to be a better age?) We can talk when
you are 18.
- How about 17? (Rational discussion ended at this point...)
He then informed me he had also asked Eric. Thankfully E also told him no. (whew...way to be on the same page!) Thank God for united parenting!!!
Friday, May 15, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Eric finished this semester of school! I might be more excited than he is!
Now, in the quietness of just our family, we are trying to re-establish some semblance of routine and order (okay, I am trying to establish this... :) ) Sometimes the boys work with me and sometimes they don't...and this means ALL of them.
Those that I talk to frequently know that Quinn has not been sleeping. AT ALL. Not only were his days and nights mixed up but he wasn't sleeping during either one. He was awake sometimes for 6-8 hours at a stretch and often would only sleep about 20-30 minutes at a time. Long stretches consisted of 1 1/2 hours, maybe 2 if we were lucky and prayed really hard. When he did sleep he was very fidgety and restless. It did get to the point of pretty much complete exhaustion on my part (including several crying jags, dizziness and much frustration), pretty significant exhaustion on E's part and poor Quinn had bags under his puffy little eyes and was miserable. Thank goodness for Isaiah who can sleep through anything, and I do mean ANYTHING. I finally called the doctor and they had me switch Quinn to soy formula even though he wasn't necessarily displaying fussiness and was eating fine. This miracle happened two days ago and the past two nights he has slept like a normal infant should. He still wakes up but is sleeping 3-4 hours at a time, is awake for a period of time and then takes a nice, peaceful, restful, un-fidgety nap. He is also burping easier and seems less gassy (sp?) which is also a blessing. While it could be a fluke and the past two nights have just been God's blessing, I am also hoping that they are due in part to the formula change and will continue.
Isaiah continues to be amazing with Quinn, is very loving and is helpful beyond belief. I am thankful for him every day. I am constantly amazed by the love that he shows Quinn and for the love that I feel for both of them.