I was going through some old pictures today, and I found this favorite from more than four years ago. Paul's family got together to take a big family picture. We got lots of good shots, and Levi loved sitting on Grandpa's lap. Even though it doesn't show their faces, I'm nominating this for best shot… Continue reading Grandpa
That's what Levi said to one of the Akron Children's staff yesterday as she was getting ready to leave our appointment room. She immediately laughed and said, "Well, because that's the way God made me!" And I said, "Levi, why is YOUR nose so short?" He said, "Um, because that's the way God made me?"… Continue reading Why Is Your Nose So Long?
Levi had an annual appointment at the CF Clinic today. An annual appointment means there are lots of people to see, and we stay a long time. I thought it might be interesting to take you all along, sort of. It's not really a very representative day in his life, so the title is probably… Continue reading A Day in the Life
I'm sure my boys have brilliant futures as fashion models. Besides being unbelievably handsome, they're so cooperative. I mean, all we had to do was ask them to hold hands and smile, and we got this: Punks.
Because the boys' birthdays are five days apart, there's always a week in late August that involves rather a lot of cake. We had the last of the birthday celebrations today, which means the KitchenAid and I can rest from our buttercream labors. Our hero had quite a day today. A bus ride to preschool,… Continue reading Birthday Week Is Winding Down
I had a little chuckle at my own expense this morning, when I heard, coming from my own mouth, the song of my childhood: Come on, get a move on! You're gonna miss the bus!! First time of many, I'm certain. Also, I am drowning in paperwork, and he's only in preschool. Good heavens!
I decided not to explain. You know what's happening here. (Though I will add for clarity that he's going to preschool. Kindergarten is next year.) The neighbor came out and asked if Elias is going to be so, so sad without his brother. Er ... no? I mean, I know he loves him. But he… Continue reading Big Day
It's a good morning. This boy is three. He celebrated by shoving his fluoride chewable so far up his nose that I had to extract it with tweezers. Last week it was a bandaid. I don't see how we're going to avoid an emergency room trip with this one. We love you, goofypants!
Yes I did. (See here if you don't know what I'm on about.) Random thoughts, because I'm kind of tired and I don't feel like organizing them. I'm glad I wore sunscreen. There was a fair amount of standing around at the starting line, in direct sun, and I would have been fried to a… Continue reading I done did it.
As told by a little brown bear. Elias asked to "wock" tonight (that's rock, for the uninitiated). It's pretty hard for me to say no to that, even when it's so blatantly nothing but a delaying tactic. I have rarely refused, and never once been sorry when I agreed. Tonight, we were wocking in… Continue reading Bedtime Stories