lazy summer days

Izaak today has been a sheer delight! We started off the day with an agenda: dust 3rd floor, laundry away, etc. While I was putting away laundry in the boys' room he initiated his own imaginative game or being Mike Rowe (from Dirty Jobs). He cleaned out all the books and toys from under his bed. Insisted on wearing gloves, so we put socks on his hands. Micah was required to play along too with socks on his hands and pulled under the bed along with Mike 1. so precious seeing their little feet and rear ends sticking out from under the bed. And not only was he delightfully playful and engaging and congenial, he was HELPFUL too!

He's played well by himself or with Micah all morning. Then he helped me to clean the windows...again, his initiation. While he and I were downstairs during Micah's nap he kept bringing me little packages and singing "happy birthday". Then he found a rubber bath fish and insisted we needed a tank for him. Filled up a tupperware container with water, and now we have a "pet" fish.

Poor Micah's sick again..snot everywhere! Taking antibiotics for a supposed ear infection. (hopefully not the swine flu...yes, i'm a hypochondriac). He's waking now after 3.5 hours sleeping. Thank God, I've gotten so much done on my "To Do" list already today. The weather is beautiful, sun shining. I have a lot to do to wrap my brain around this QB project...but I guess there's time for that later. On to love my boy now.

took Izaak on a date today to see his first movie at the theatre. He was wide-eyed with wonder at the large cutouts, lights, and huge screen. we shared popcorn and gummy worms and he took turns sitting on my lap or drew's because the seats "move alot." We saw "Earth" and enjoyed it very much.

This morning was Mr. Bob Grant's funeral. We took the boys and they both did very well sitting in the back. Izaak had lots of questions about what happened to Mr. Grant and where he was. A 3 year olds understanding of death and what comes after is limited. It was hard to for Izaak to understand that Mr. Grant was in a box and in Heaven with Jesus at the same time. I'd like to know what thoughts are rattling around in his head as he tries to sort it out.

37 weeks today. Officially full term. Still wrestling with names. Hopefully she'll name herself once she arrives. She's moving a lot, hiccuping now, and actually some contractions that i'm trying to drink away...just so my hopes don't get up for no good reason. We're excited to meet Lula. Excited and apprehensive to see how this changes life for our young little family. God is so good...we could never have imagined this!

back to blogging?

we'll see. I've missed blogging. but don't know how coherent i'll be to put thoughts longer than FB status updates into words.

still, here's to a new attempt at cataloguing the life of my little family...more for my sake than anything else. I'm too lazy to hold a pen and journal on paper. but, MAN, my memory is going so fast, if i don't write things down somewhere my whole life is going to pass and I won't remember anything that I did with it, or how i've grown and changed, or more importantly, the special moments with my favorite people.

maybe this will keep me from thinking in status update lines all day and actually put some more depth in my momentxmoment life.