Thursday, December 25, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Hayden ("Haydie", "HaydieBop", "Little Bit")
Little things I'm loving about Hayden right now.
Those deep ocean blue eyes with such sparkle.
He calls his beloved blankets his "night-nights". Even if he wants them just to cuddle, not to sleep, he will still say "night-night...I want night night".
When he gets in trouble and begins crying, he walks to the corner an pops his nose right in place without instruction...he has obviously seen his brother spend his share of time in the corner.
Little sock feet. I always wear socks around the house...its just ultimate comfort for me. Michael and Dylan hate to wear socks...but guess who loves wearing them? Yup. you guessed it.. Hayden.
sweet. sugar. cake. All words I use to describe the way Hayden smells. I stick my nose right at his neck and sniff often.
All the beautiful artwork he creates...especially now that he likes to "co-waa, co-waa" (better know as color).
His skin feels so soft...like silk...baby soft still.
Brothers...Hayden sure does love his. He calls him "Ninan", for Dylan. Hayden thinks Dylan is just the best thing since sliced bread, and to see the love he has for him melts my heart.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Luckily, Haydens food allergies aren't as severe as other childrens...right now his main problem is chronic diarrhea--which primarily is a problem for the poor soul changing (and washing-we use cloth 50% of the time) his diapers... ME!
So I am on a new quest into the world of reading labels and eyeing every morsel he consumes....
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Monday, December 1, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
John Smith & Squanto meeting
Dylan(right) with his friend, Kaleb
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
Dylan snoozing with Thomas.
Hayden stuffing his face in his beloved blankie.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
The boys with "Granny"
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Then tonight, Hayden and I went to a Fall Festival at my cousins church. There was a hay ride, which took us through some beautiful scenery. Hayden really enjoyed himself...especially pointing out every cow he seen!
After the ride we played for a while, ate and then came home. This has been a great weekend, but I am SO ready for Dylan to come back!
Friday, October 24, 2008
I have visions of a weekend filled with cuddling, an occasional nap and time to read the new book I bought. We shall see...
Thursday, October 23, 2008
As a Christian, I feel a responsibility to live life carefully, and pray others see Gods love through me...but I do slip from time to time, I'm human....and I'm also growing daily.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
I think back over the last 4 years, since I became a mommy....with Dylan, my first, I rushed every milestone-but with Hayden, I have almost dreaded every milestone knowing that meant he was getting one step closer to not being "my baby". Luckily, Hayden has been much "slower" than Dylan...crawled around 10 months, walked at 15 months and really just now started talking...well, his talking is a bit more of jabbering, but he is trying. I have sometimes wondered if God made him "slower" so I could relish the baby stage just a little longer....if so, thank you God. Maybe you could also make the next 3 months creep by...please?
Monday, October 20, 2008
I took the time to explain to Dylan that he needed to pray for the lil' boy--which Dylan and I did together...and then suggested that we invite the lil' boy to church with us. I mean, I don't know what kind of life this boy has to endure at home. (I will admit that I did tell him next time the boy did anything mean to him he had my permission to defend himself..because I don't want Dylan to just get "ran over"...) But back to topic, I just think its so awesome that God is able to forgive everyone and love us, even though at times we are careless with his gift to us-his son, Jesus.