Thursday, August 27, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Update
Let us be brief for there are monsters afoot in the kitchen.
We spent a few days at the beach again. What fun! We had two major bodily fluid/solid incidents with Selah we thought were related to her persistant constipation. We were wrong. A tummy bug followed us home. So far Little Phillip is the only one to have escaped it and I'm still a little nervous every time he hollers my name at night.
Phillip did start school this morning without incident of any kind. He had a great day, had a great time. And was still asleep from nap time when I came to pick him up. He did say the oatmeal they gave him for breakfast made him gag. He did not, of course, say this with words, but gave a vivid demonstration. He is VERY sensitive to food textures. I'm just proud the kid tried it!
Trippy is having a rough go of things this week. Keep him in your prayers. Nothing really new, I think he's just between a rock and a hard place and is frustrated with the slowness of his progress.
Sojourn Tours is picking up some. Praise God! We slowly filling in our financial gaps, and doing our best to trust along the way!
There you go. I hear the water running out of the refridgerator. Got to go.
We spent a few days at the beach again. What fun! We had two major bodily fluid/solid incidents with Selah we thought were related to her persistant constipation. We were wrong. A tummy bug followed us home. So far Little Phillip is the only one to have escaped it and I'm still a little nervous every time he hollers my name at night.
Phillip did start school this morning without incident of any kind. He had a great day, had a great time. And was still asleep from nap time when I came to pick him up. He did say the oatmeal they gave him for breakfast made him gag. He did not, of course, say this with words, but gave a vivid demonstration. He is VERY sensitive to food textures. I'm just proud the kid tried it!
Trippy is having a rough go of things this week. Keep him in your prayers. Nothing really new, I think he's just between a rock and a hard place and is frustrated with the slowness of his progress.
Sojourn Tours is picking up some. Praise God! We slowly filling in our financial gaps, and doing our best to trust along the way!
There you go. I hear the water running out of the refridgerator. Got to go.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Mom Definitions Contest
Five of my best "momfinitions" I've acquired in the last few years. To participate in the contest go Here first and read this article.
Butt Covers: Anything that keeps a butt from being naked. i.e. diapers, swimsuit, underwear
My husband has an aversion to naked butt of any age, so it is frequently heard shouted across the room at a young streaker, "Go get some butt covers on!" A swimsuit is usually the butt cover of choice.
Napkin: Evidently, my current job description. i.e. "Phillip, I am not a napkin. Please do not wipe your (face, nose, hands) on me!"
Barnacles, Tarter Sauce, Barnacle Head: the only explicatives currently accepted in our home. Courtesy of Sponge Bob i.e. "Selah you may not have ice cream." "Tartar Sauce!"
Og ot peels won: Go to sleep now. In Jimmyease. "OG OT PEELS WON TRIPP!"
Dogdown: Ketchup. Catsup. Get it? Again in Jimmyease. "Jim, would you please get Selah some dogdown?"
Butt Covers: Anything that keeps a butt from being naked. i.e. diapers, swimsuit, underwear
My husband has an aversion to naked butt of any age, so it is frequently heard shouted across the room at a young streaker, "Go get some butt covers on!" A swimsuit is usually the butt cover of choice.
Napkin: Evidently, my current job description. i.e. "Phillip, I am not a napkin. Please do not wipe your (face, nose, hands) on me!"
Barnacles, Tarter Sauce, Barnacle Head: the only explicatives currently accepted in our home. Courtesy of Sponge Bob i.e. "Selah you may not have ice cream." "Tartar Sauce!"
Og ot peels won: Go to sleep now. In Jimmyease. "OG OT PEELS WON TRIPP!"
Dogdown: Ketchup. Catsup. Get it? Again in Jimmyease. "Jim, would you please get Selah some dogdown?"
Friday, July 10, 2009
A Day of History and Trains
Monday, July 6, 2009
The Fourth

We always have a great time in the mountains on the Fourth of July and this year was no exception. We had a late start Friday night because poor Jim worked a 13.5 hour day! He got home and we shoved some food in his mouth and ran on to Blue Ridge. We got there about 10:30, set up the kids' pallet, had a snack and hit the sack. Our guys were up unusually early on Saturday and we were on the river by 11:30. This was Selah's inaugural river ride and she had ZERO apprehension. Phillip enjoyed himself too, although he took longer to relax and enjoy himself. We got home, rinsed off, ate a HUGE meal, took a nap and then headed to the marina for fireworks. Some nice strangers gave us watermelon to eat and someone else gave the kids glow bracelets. Phillip passed the time by searching for the fireworks on Google maps. Funny kid. The show started suddenly, and the noise startled us all. We were VERY close. I was surprised because the kids did not freak out right away. But about two minutes in they'd had enough and the tears began. So I took them to seek shelter under the porch of a little cafe that was a little farther away from the BOOM BOOM. That seemed to ease their concerns enough that we made it through the remainder of the show without having to walk all the way back to the car. I considered that a minor victory. Mom always had to sit in the car with me when I was little, so this was a little better.
We slept in on Sunday and lazed about. (well, the kids lazed about. I packed the car). We went over to Mema's and Pepa's for some barbeque and to pick up our sweet Noel. Thanks Mema and Pepa for doggy sitting!
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