LarkExaltation

Libby has been on a dress kick lately. Insisting on them to wear for play and sleep.

I nipped the sleep one in the bud quickly by buying a dora nightgown.
I had to convince the girl it was a dress…

I’ve been finding a lot of cute little dresses on ebay. Today, an ebayer brightened my day.

Sitting at my desk, busy in my work and these came. I couldn’t help but smile!

today, i bought this…

It’s just so beautiful, and I’ve been thinking about how very difficult of a time I have getting the Bjorn on and adjusted. And my husband likes to wear it too, so it’s always having to be adjusted. So after reading a very convincing blog post from BAGM, how could I not? Don’t worry, I put just as much research into baby slings as I do all of my … well, anything. I think I’m really going to enjoy it, I hope I’m right.

A few minor adjustments to the costumes but this is what my kids were for Halloween.

Princess Presto and Super Why from the PBS kids show Super Why!.

Sam decided he wanted to be Super Why (with the power to read) so I went on a quest to find the costume. The best I could come up with was a super hero costume pattern and my wonderful mother-in-law agreed to put it together for us. In my search for a Libby costume I decided Princess Presto (with spelling power) would be easy enough. I got a cute princess dress from e-bay and some fabric to make a cape. Edna Mode would not be happy with us …. “no capes!”

He looks like a luchador to me

That wand is a weapon, I didn’t let her carry it much. “Presto!”

Showing off costumes to nana.

My kids and their local cousins at the church Fall Festival

Thank you BabyTrend and Sunshine Kids! There will be no trouble fitting my three into my ‘95 Escort.

I’m also thrilled to announce that my Rescue Green Jeep Wrangler Unlimited will be a breeze with five more inches than the Escort.

Now all I have to do is win the lottery…

…oh wait, I’d actually have to play, wouldn’t I?

*drool*

The very girlie glasses with their girlie case

Me in my girlie glasses

Haircut not really showing that it’s been cut. Need new iron or something to make it flip out. I don’t understand why it will flip out when I don’t want it to, and won’t when I do.

Thursday night we tried out a new sushi bar with some friends as a late Valentine’s dinner. All I have to say is, YUM! and the atmosphere was nice too. I think this is the first time I’ve eaten at a table where a couch has been on the other side for seating. The kiddo’s seemed to enjoy themselves. Libby scarfed down some steamed rice and Samuel, the fried rice. We ordered the steak for him, but he has never been much of a dinner eater, but no loss, PD helped him with it. Paul David had something called a snowball, which was a snow crab leg rolled up California roll style with some cream cheese and some other things topped with a seasoned sauce and cut into eight, or so, pieces. I went out on a limb with the Red Snapper sashimi, I’ve had octopus at another nearby Japanese restaurant and loved it, so I wasn’t surprised to be so happy with my order.

Friday night was date night. Paul David had planned for the children to stay with his mother and sister so that we could go away for the weekend. Once I convinced him that we couldn’t afford it, or more that we’d rather afford something else, he put the trip on the back burner for a surprise later (it was too cold for golf anyway) and we spent the night at home alone. The kids had a blast with the family as we did couple things. We had dinner with a friend and his two boys (not exactly a couple thing, but on normal days I wouldn’t get to show the attention to the boys that I did if my own kiddos were there). Then we went shopping (yeah, doesn’t sound romantic, but it was nice). We carelessly strolled through stores and held hands and not once did I have to tell someone to stop smacking her brother. We picked up a gift for the kids and headed home. It was way past our bedtime. We had talked about starting a fire that night, it’s gotten quite chilly lately, but we just didn’t have the energy to stay up with it. I have to admit it was a little harder drifting off than normal. Thoughts about my leaving Libby for the first time. Samuel was two years old before I let him spend the night away. Paul David reminded me that I had gone away before, and after some brainstorming I realized I had left her with him the weekend of my sisters bachelorette party…. but that was with her daddy, in her home, it’s different, but I felt a little better that she would be fine. He wouldn’t have made the plans if he didn’t believe so.

Saturday was quite leisurely too. We slept in (until eight! heh). I got to lay around on the couch, near the fire (we had decided to put off until morning - it was still cold enough). I got a long shower. We did some *internet shopping and then out for lunch, a run to goodwill to drop off some things and a little more (window)shopping. We picked up the kids around three, I was very ready to see them, Libby felt the same. Samuel, on the other hand, wasn’t quite ready to give up his papaws collection of old animated cartoons. I was really happy to see that they had so much fun. I had no doubt that they would, but some times the nights can be difficult for them. It’s few and far between, but there was always the chance. I worry, and one of these day’s I’ll learn.

Today was the end of Paul David’s week long dive into our weekly Bible study lesson. He’s good to read on a daily basis, but on the weeks he teaches, it’s a lot more in depth. He does such a wonderful job (I’m probably a little bias, but other people think so too, so I know I’m not totally off). And actually, while we were in office depot the pastor of our church called to see if he wanted to be an associate teacher of the new pastors class he’s starting. I love to watch him grow spiritually, and he’s done an amazing job in a year. PD has always known a need to teach. Through missions, through youth groups, through college, and even now in his current job. I believe it’s truly his calling. We stepped out of a class in which I was very comfortable. He was a substitute, these people were ones that he had gone to high school with. During last years Super Bowl Party, a teacher of a class we had once been in (classes grow and split to keep small groups) mentioned her need for an associate. She had been teaching for over two and a half years with only two breaks. We felt God’s pull from our comfort zone, and moved classes. Over the past year he has learned new teaching styles, a new confidence and most importantly a new faith in God to speak through the lesson, and to not worry about his own wording (which he does fine with). This new class is only six weeks long, but this morning we’ve learned that it’s going to be mostly new members and that a new permanent class will be made of it… possibly one that he will be teaching (it’s what we’ve been told - he doesn’t feel ready - I think he’s silly). He does seem a little concerned about a new responsibility to go along with his returning to school in the summer. But, I know we’ll be able to make time for it all, we do quite a bit of slacking now.

Sunday, Sundae, Sunday you say? In church today Collin told us the legend of the Sundae. How the sale of ice cream sodas was banned on Sunday, and so ice cream was alternatively served with syrup and called “Sunday’s Ice Cream.” Of course the name became a problem too and soon the spelling was changed to Sundae. We’re covering the Ten Commandments, and that was an example of a legalistic view of keeping the Sabbath holy. So, this being the “Lords Day” my husband jokingly explained his way into a restaurant for lunch so I wouldn’t have to “work” in the kitchen, he’s such a dork. As far as resting on Sunday, focusing on God, and not doing anything unnecessary (blogging included - well i dunno, I am focusing on what I’ve learned today and this week…heh!) I think I may have a little better idea of what it means as a day of rest, but it’s still hard to follow through when we still have unpacking to do and laundry to wash and dishes to clean.

Yes, It will all be there tomorrow.

*and so we’ve reached a topic that I am very excited about. WE BOUGHT A CAMERA!!! After much deliberation, we settled on the Fuji FinePix V10. (which I’m now noticing is no longer available for viewing on Fuji’s website - oh well) Originally I was leaning towards the Kodak V610 but after reading several comments on the quality of the pictures and a few technical issues, I fell back to my ol’ stand-by. Fuji Film was my first digital camera several years ago. I’m pretty sure it was in their A series but at the bottom of the barrel. It did a marvelous job, and I have no doubt that our new “toy” will do the same. There are some fun features we found on the CNET review that I was unaware of at first, I really think we made the best decision of us. An hour or two before we purchased it Amanda sent me an email and spoke of the one she has her eye on, the Cannon PowerShot SD600. Also a very nice camera, I almost considered it, but there was already too much emotion attached to the V10. I mean look at her, she’s beautiful!

and so now, i have a 14 month old asleep on my chest and a 4 year old playing around my feet. I’ve been in this chair entirely too long.

Kid pix coming soon! YAY!

i think i may have found my new camera.
the Kodak V610

she petite but she packs a punch with a 10x optical zoom and 6mp.
i’ve yet to see any sample shots, but still searching.

my husband is pretty impressed with the bluetooth capabilities
he also thinks the display looks like a psp.

i just love the vintage look of this.
it reminds me of the box cameras

with any luck i can have her by christmas.
composing my letter to santa now…