Showing posts from November, 2014


On Wednesday, this was the view from our front window.

This was the view from our dining room window.

Naturally, we brought Jesse outside to experience his first snowfall.

Anna did not appreciate the snow, so she and Jesse hung out in the stroller while I did a quick shovel of the driveway.

Lydia and Heidi romped around in the wet snow but were bummed the snow was too wet to make snow angels. Hopefully next time.

Oh, hi, baby!

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving!

personalized memory game

I discovered Pinhole Press awhile back. Then sometime earlier this fall, I realized they offer a personalized memory game. So we made and gifted one to Lydia for her birthday.

This is how we presented it to her on her birthday, so she didn't realize all the photos were of her until she started playing the game.

I think it's been a hit.

eleven o'clock

Yesterday we attempted to attend a story time at the local book store with Nana. Three out of my four children ended up crying during our twenty minutes there: one wanted to nap; one wanted to bring home a keychain kitty; one was afraid the Grinch was going to be there. I want to say that I probably should have just stayed home, but our time at the bike shop and park before the book store were quite enjoyable. You win some; you lose some. =) (Next time we will just stay at the park - and bring our scooters and stroller to zip over to Great-Grammy's and Great-Pop-Pop's house.)

But my theory to never do things at eleven o'clock - our typical lunch time - was proven to be spot on - unless, of course, a packed lunch (or free food) is involved. Like last week when we went to IKEA where kids eat free on Tuesdays!


Happy Monday!


guest blogger: Anna

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I love this puzzle shelf.

Think I can eat this?

Put them back together? Oh, Mama, that's hilarious!


I spent Monday evening cuddling an angry, screaming baby boy. Though you might not believe me based on the smiles seen here.


Someone is up from her nap!

A pacifier in her mouth, and a pacifier in her hand.

She'd probably hold more if she had a bigger stash in her crib.

Hello, sleepy head!

Lydia turns five

guest blogger: Lydia

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Yesterday, I turned five! But my birthday celebration started on Friday night when Big Guy and Nonna picked us (Heidi and me) up for a sleepover.

I even got to open a present before I left my house.

I am so excited about these tights!

On Saturday (after a fun morning of a hair salon and tea party with Nonna and Heidi), Big Guy and Nonna gave me a birthday dinner (which we did at my house so Jesse could go to bed).

I put my new sweater on right away! (And, see? I was already wearing my new tights!)

On Sunday morning, I enjoyed a birthday breakfast (french toast, bacon, and eggs!) and loved reading "A Birthday for Frances" which Heidi gave me. (I love those Frances books!)

After church, we made a fire in the fireplace and hung out together in the warm family room. And I clipped my birthday balloon to my head.

When Mama measured me on the ruler, I grew three inches since my birthday last year!

Birthday celebrations are so much fun. I had a great day (…


guest blogger: Anna

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I just love Mama's book of lists.

But I'm not allowed to play with it.

But, Mama, I just wanted to make sure you didn't forget what I'm writing down for you!

apPARENT grace

Hosea 11:1-4
When Israel was a child, I loved him, and out of Egypt I called my son.
The more I called them, the more they went from me; they kept sacrificing to the Baals, and offering incense to idols.
Yet it was I who taught Ephraim to walk, I took them up in my arms; but they did not know that I healed them.
I led them with cords of human kindness, with bands of love. I was to them like those who lift infants to their cheeks. I bent down to them and fed them.

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Isaiah 49:14-16
But Zion said, "The Lord has forsaken me, my Lord has forgotten me."
Can a woman forget her nursing child, or show no compassion for the child of her womb?
Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you.
See, I have inscribed you on the palms of my hands.

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I'm constantly overwhelmed by this beauty and sorrow of parenting. And I'm always intrigued by the numerous passages I stumble across in the Bible that include children, nursing, child-rearing, and the like. From the eyes of a …


Jesse and I went into the city to run a few errands (hello, Italian Market: tortillas, Esposito's sausage, knife sharpening at Fante's, etc.) and to deliver some meals to friends expecting new babies. One of those new babies arrived just in time for our visit. This baby boy (Miles, whose nursery we all toured in January of 2013) now has a sister, Stella Marie. I didn't bring my camera to give you a tour of Stella's nursery (I was not thinking!), but here are Jesse and Stella meeting for the first time. (Jesse is wearing Miles's hand-me-down sweater and shoes!)

(At four months and seven days apart, in this photo, Stella is under seven pounds, and Jesse is over twenty pounds. Hah!)

We will miss frequenting your house, Stella, and knowing you as we did Miles. Thankfully Instagram and the occasional visit will keep us in the loop, at least a little bit. =)

Hello Kitty paintings

We've been doing a lot of painting around here recently since Lydia got these Hello Kitty paint cards for her birthday.

While the paint cards themselves didn't work so hot, our watercolors work exceptionally well on them.