Working Man

I'm on a role! 2 days in a row...

Some of you have seen this already, but for those of you who didn't...

DS (2 1/2) helped out at the garage yesterday afternoon while our car was getting some routine maintenance. Specifically, the guy let him help grind some break pads for another vehicle that was in for repair. They paid him $2.00, which he wanted to spend on ice cream. So, we went out last evening for ice cream. On the way, he informed us that he was paying for his ice cream and we would be paying for our own. His ice cream was $1.55 and he proudly handed over the $2.00. He got the $.45 in change back to take home and put in his piggy bank. He was very pleased with himself.

Where is Jesus' house?

This afternoon, DS (2 1/2 years old now) asked me the same question that he has asked several times in the past few weeks, "Does Jesus have a bed?"

My response was, "Well, I don't think Jesus has a bed because he doesn't need to sleep."

Today, he pressed further, "Does Jesus have a bedroom?"

Me: "No, I don't think Jesus has a bedroom."

DS: "Does Jesus have a living room?"

Me: "You know what? Jesus has a really big, awesome house!"

DS: "Jesus has a really big, awesome house? Where is his house? Is it up in the sky?"

Me: "It is in Heaven, honey."

DS: "Where is Heaven?"

Me: "Man, these questions are getting harder..."

DS also loves to help out. This morning, he and I got a lot done together, folding laundry, pulling out clothes from the attic for baby brother, more laundry, pulling out all of my maternity clothes from my closet that I don't need anymore!, etc. Here is a picture from our trip back east of him helping Daddy and Grandpa trim the tree. Yesterday, he was helping me by entertaining baby brother, who was sitting in his little bouncy seat. DS was talking to him in "motherese" (p.s. That is an official term, I didn't make it up!) and baby brother was cooing and smiling back.

Currently, DS is with DH. They took the car to the shop for routine maintenance. Boy, was he excited to go. DH was pulling out some money to take along to pay for the work. DS disappeared down the hall and came back with a little pudgy handful of coins from his piggy bank. He was ready to pay for the work, too! Unfortunately, I don't think his $.73 would be enough. We convinced him that Daddy would give him the money to pay the worker man and that he could keep his "moneys" for another day. :)

Swimming

Here is a great sequence captured by DH. It was from a few weeks ago...

Breakfast Conversation and Baby Brother

This morning at breakfast, DS said to me, "God made me, Mommy. God made me special."

I replied, "Yes, honey, God made you special. You're my special boy."

He said, "Then he poked me."

I said, "Oh. Why did he poke you?"

He said, "He didn't poke me. He's nice."

Made me smile.

It's been 10 days since DS #2 was born. June 22, 2010, 8 lbs., 3 oz., 21 1/2 inches. Everything went very smoothly, which I am thankful for.

My parents came to visit on the due date, which was June 18. Unfortunately, he decided to take an extra few days and my water broke about 3 hours after my dad left to head home. Go figure. My mom was still here for another couple days. It was so nice to know that DS #1 was in good hands when we rushed out the door in the middle of the night for the 45 minute drive to the hospital. My mom and big brother came to the hospital a few hours after baby brother's birth. Big brother was very excited to meet his baby brother and has already taken on a protective role. When the nurse came in to check on everything, Big Brother scolded her, "That's my baby brother. You don't hurt him!" She seemed a little startled. When it was time for them to go, he had a hard time understanding that we would be coming home the next day. "I want to come back!"

We explained to him that we were going to come home and baby brother was going to come with us..." Remember, we got a bed for baby brother to sleep in? He will come with us and sleep in his bed at home." Then he willingly went home with grandma in anticipation of our arrival the next day.

Now, aside from the normal amount of sleep deprivation, I am feeling great and ready for our next adventure. In about a week and a half, we board a plane to head east for a visit.

Kids and Bread

On Saturday, we babysat. I really should say DS babysat. He loved having a little buddy and teaching him how to play ball and how, "we don't eat balls" (DS's words). He is looking forward to being a big brother.

Today DS asked me if he could sit on Beau's lap. Yes, Beau, as in, one of our 22 lb. Boston Terriers. Not only does Beau not have a lap, but DS also has a good 15 lbs. on him. As amusing as it could have been...

Today I made bread, which I do often.

This time, however, the dough looked awfully gooey and I forgot to set the timer to let it rise. An hour later, I remembered to put it in the oven to bake. This is how it came out:

Milk

This morning we were having breakfast and I took a drink of milk. DS looked at me curiously and asked, "Are you putting milk on the baby's head?"

Spring Break

So, it's been a while again...
This week is spring break and we had some nice weather to go with it. So nice, in fact, that I decided it was time to show DS the sand box. We had opened it once or twice two summers ago, but he was too young to enjoy it and would just eat the sand. He was so excited when I opened the cover and he spend several hours digging in the sand!

Freud

I was particularly amused by this statement by Dr. Sigmund Freud, 1941, in Psychology of Everyday Life, pg. 184...I just had to share:

"I am not particularly dexterous, but by virtue of the anatomic integrity of my nervous and muscular apparatus there are apparently no grounds in me for such awkward movements with undesirable results."