Me and my little helper. Last week Joey got to help me make chocolate chip cookies. He is getting to be quite the little chef! (Ok, seriously, don't look at my crazy, I-haven't-taken-a-shower-yet hair.) :)
He was pretty excited to be able to use the mixer all by himself. I did have to monitor the drool, and put aside a few cookies that I knew he had gotten some drool in. But he looks like he's concentrating so hard.
Oh yeah, you may have noticed Joey wearing big boy underwear in the above pictures. Do not be fooled...he's not even close to being potty-trained. We were home for the whole morning, so we thought, hey, we should put him in underwear and try to get him to go potty in the toilet. Well, after the second, "mommy, Thomas is dirty..." (meaning he had peed in his underwear again), I decided I should probably put the diaper back on. Everyone keeps telling us that boys potty train later, but it doesn't make us feel any better right now (or the money we spend on diapers for two kids magically reappear...)
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Gramma was here this weekend. Both kids had a wonderful time with her, and Joe and I always seem to get a nice break. Joey loves playing his special fishy game in the bath tub with Gramma (which he informed me only Gramma could play with him when I tried to play it with him tonight during bath time.)
Joey likes to test how hard he can "pat" things on the top of Kylah's head. Yesterday he "patted" her with a belt buckle a little too hard...
Gramma gave Joey a Lightning blanket. He loves it, and carries it around with him everywhere. Doesn't it look so cozy?!
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Kylah's almost getting too big for her swing these days, but every once in a while she gets to take a quick cat-nap in it. When she was younger she used to sleep in this swing for every nap, and even sometimes at night. It was our life saver!
Seriously, are all second-borns picked on as much as poor Kylah? She seems to take it all in good stride and doesn't get too mad until she gets to a certain point (like getting "patted" on the head with a belt buckle.) I guess it will only make her tougher. Joey was only helping me wake her up from her nap here. His definition of waking her up just happens to be a little different than mine.
But see, she does get loved on an awful lot too. Just tonight when she was going to bed Joey came up to her and said, "Joey loves you Kylah." So sweet.
Everyone can be thinking about Joe this coming weekend. I am going to the Women's Retreat that our church is sponsoring, so he will be a single dad for 2.5 days. I'm sure he'll do fine, and I'm sure I'll miss my kiddos just a little bit. I wonder if I'll be the only woman at the women's retreat that will have to take breaks to go pump? Although that's nothing compared to my sister-in-law, Val, who pumped during her fun, no-kids' vacation to Mexico this past week.
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On a more serious note: If you are reading this, would you pray for my sister-in-law, Gina? Her cousin, who has been like a brother to her, is seriously ill and may not make it. Please pray that he would hold on until Gina can make it there to see him. Please pray for all of Gina's family, too, as they go through this together. Thank you.
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On a more serious note: If you are reading this, would you pray for my sister-in-law, Gina? Her cousin, who has been like a brother to her, is seriously ill and may not make it. Please pray that he would hold on until Gina can make it there to see him. Please pray for all of Gina's family, too, as they go through this together. Thank you.