Monday, February 15, 2010

Please pass the remote




Emma and Jon watched the Super Bowl together.







Emma was watching her favorite DVD "Noodlebug" and eating "O's".


Emma has become a fan of "Wheel of Fortune". She yells out the letters as the contestants guess them.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

The dog days of winter

Jarrah hates to go outside to go potty when it's rainy/snowy. However playing outside in the same snow is a different story all together. She races around, kicks up her heals and gets snow all over her face. Today, Jon stayed inside with Emma while she napped and Jarrah and I played outside in the snow.

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"beah"

Emma loves her "beah" (bear) slippers, and in fact, thinks that they alone equal being dressed.
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Happy Anniversary



I love you Jon! Happy 8 years. You "get" me. You know me- my clutter moods, my need to spend ten minutes picking out shampoo (based on smell), my need for you to rejoice with me over finding a great sale, my need to be reaffirmed, loved, held and hugged. You know that what I WANT after a bad day is to slam things around and complain and be mad, and you know what I really NEED is for you to hug me and not let me go for several mintues. You know that when I tell you "I'm hungry" that you have about 30 minutes to get me food or I get very cranky and shortly after that will get sick. You think my crabby moods are often "cute" and know that I love having my closet organized by color. (And you even did that FOR me the last two times we moved.) You keep me grounded when I lose perspective. You are so very compassionate to me and so quick to forgive. You make me want to be a better person and you are a wonderful dad, husband and spiritual leader. I'd be lost without you. You have my heart. Happy anniversary. Here's to being that little old couple holding hands and celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary.
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Thursday, February 4, 2010

It's official!

Jon got accepted into both internship programs that he applied to! Both Akron and Strongsville contacted us and after much deliberation Jon has decided to go to Strongsville. The program doesn't start until mid July.
We are so thankful for how the Lord has worked in this situation and for His faithfulness.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

A little fruity





Emma has the cutest fruit jammies. I think she looks so snuggly in them that it's late morning and we still haven't changed into "day clothes".


















Her baby's name is "Sammye"
























Apparently sometimes it takes both hands AND feet to read!
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Thursday, January 28, 2010

What was I saying?

I wonder why I forget things. I never used to forget things. When I worked at the bank I could see a customer out and about and remember his or her name AND account number! I am not trying to brag, I only bring this up to describe why I notice now that I don't have a very good memory any longer.
Here's a good example: I call a friend to ask a specific question and here's how the conversation goes...
Me: hi! how's your week going?
Friend: good, how about yours?
Me: fine, Jarrah stop licking, I just wanted to- Emma, please stop eating that, I just wanted to ask you about the- Jarrah stop licking, sorry, I wanted to see if you Emma, please give the green crayon to mommy, we don't eat crayons. So sorry, I really only called to see if- Jarrah, stop sqeaking your toy, let me have it! Emma, please don't tear those pages, if you do it again, mommy will have to flick your hand and I dont' want to do that.
Friend: sounds like you are kind of busy do you want me to call you later?
Me: No, sorry, just a little chaos as soon as I get on the phone. I am able to talk- Emma, please don't sit on Jarrah. Jarrah, STOP licking! you get raw spots when you lick your legs! Emma, don't touch Jarrah's sore legs.
Friend: I think I'll let you go. I'll give you a call later.
Me: Ok.
After I hang up the phone I wonder what my friend called me about in the first place! Then about an hour later I remembered I wanted to ask her a question and it all comes back to me that I called her first. And that's when I realized that my memory is just tired. I hear that mom's get their memories back about the time alzheimer's kicks in.