Monday, January 30, 2006

A little what????

This morning Camden was singing a song to Josiah:

I'm a little stink- pot short and stout
Here is my handle, here is my spout
When I get all warmed up, hear me shout
Tip me over and pour me out.

The other day I was talking to Jen on the phone and Camden was doing something (I don't remember what). I told him to stop. He looked at me and then licked his arm. I told him not to do that. Then he licked the other arm. I asked him what he was doing and he said, "I'm being isgussting." I told him to STOP being disgusting. The next thing I knew he was licking his hands and both arms saying, "I'm isgussting, I'm isgussting!!!" It was all I could do not to laugh at my 100% boy.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Splendid, Indeed!

Camden's vocabulary never ceases to amaze me. Yesterday he told me that the blue engines are splendid. I do realize that he is repeating a phrase from one of his Thomas the Tank Engine videos, but still. It cracks me up!

The other day I told Camden that we were going to go to a basketball game. Then I told him that the game was at they gym with the big bird on the wall (the team is the Eagles, like MOST Christian schools). Camden quickly exclaimed, "it's not a bird, it's a big giant CHICKEN!"

This got me thinking. Camden thinks that eagles are chickens....and kids are very perceptive. Could it be that those schools with the eagle as their mascot are such? I'm not serious, of course, but it was worth a chuckle.

Monday, January 23, 2006

Camdenisms..

Here's some more for me to remember and you to enjoy!

Frizbeef: Frisbee
You're bilarious, hairlarias: hilarious
I washed me hands and me mouf! (with a cheesy grin)
Mommy, do you stand up to go potty too?
wok chock jayhawk kkkkkkkuuuuuuuuuu: Rock Chalk, Jayhawk. KKKKKKKKKKUUUUUUUUU (the Kansas Jayhawks...Joel's favorite basketball team)
Dipple appers: apple dippers

Saturday, January 21, 2006

Read, Pray and Sing

A while back I bought a Bible story book for us to read with Camden. After Christmas we started reading one story a night. After we read, we sing a song ( or two, or three) and pray.

It's been neat seeing Camden's interest take hold in this new routine. Now he won't go to bed without reading his Bible story book. We've also been able to teach him a few new songs. The problem is that now he thinks that each story should have it's own song. Tonight we read about David and Jonathan...and Camden wanted to sing the Jonathan song (anybody know one???). Tomorrow we'll read about Abigail....and no, I don't want to sing about Robby's dog.

Another neat thing....tonight we were in Meijer and Camden was singing along, in his own little world. He doesn't care that Christmas is over....he wants you to have:

A holly, jolly Christmas...it's the best time of the year.
I don't know if snow, snow snow so here's cup of cheer.
Oh oh the mistletoe hung where you can seeeeeeee
Somebody waits for you...glooooooooooooooria.
In egg shells sees dayooooooooooooooo.

Thursday, January 19, 2006

It's the little things...

I love being a mom. I love staying home and just being with my boys. Sometimes it does get a little smothering and I need a 30 minute escape to Walmart, but otherwise it's great!

Last night we popped popcorn in our air popper. While we've done this in the past, I don't know that Camden has ever watched. He was tickled (there's my mom again) when he saw the kernels go in and popcorn come out. As he shrieked with delight, my heart overflowed with happiness. For this mom, joy is found in just being with my kids. It was so fun to watch him experience something that would be mundane to the rest of the world.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

I am my mother!

I find that I am growing more into my mother every day. I say things like she says them. I do things like she does them. When I was a teenager, I promised myself that I would NEVER (ever!!) do things like my mom. I think every teenaged girl does.

I get sheer joy out of going to Meijer (our grocery store). I like to go late at night, ALL BY MYSELF!!!!! I am my mother.

When I laugh at something, sometimes I cannot breathe and I end up poking the person next to me for no apparent reason (don't laugh Jen...so do you). I am my mother.

Today I was getting in the shower and Camden was supposed to be taking a nap. I heard my mother's voice when I said, "Can't I just shower in peace????" Oh dear! Here we go again.

I wrinkle my nose when something doesn't sound pleasant or smell pleasant or just is not a good idea. So does my mom.

Next thing you know I will have to go to the bathroom every 10 minutes. Thanks, mom!

Seriously, I don't mind being like my mom....it's funny how a few years and having kids changes that.

Monday, January 16, 2006

Gimme a Break!

ATTENTION ACLU!!!! I'm going to sponsor a breakfast and blood drive on President's day. Since all of our Presidents have been white, all of those who'd like to participate must pay a $55.00 fee if they are non-white/caucasian.

Does this sound a little crazy to you? Yep, I thought so. It would be wrong of me to charge a fee to non-whites just because they wanted to participate.

HOWEVER....there was an event today for MLK day and if I wanted to participate (it was a walk, breakfast and blood drive) I had to pay $55.00 because I'm not African-American. How is this right? If white people did the same thing it would be all over the papers.

Let's be consistent, America! Gimme a break!!!!!!

It's kind of hard to tell in these pictures, but Camden's face was pretty swollen this weekend. He's doing much better now...his face is bruising quite a bit though.

He says his face still feels grumpy! But, who knows if that is just because I laughed when he said it the first time or if he's really still in a good deal of pain.

Our Great God

It's amazing to me how God guides our steps. He knows each part of every day. He knows every event and the outcomes of every trial.

Two trials that others are facing have kept me in prayer especially on their behalf. Take a moment and visit these websites.

The first is of Ed Horn. Ed was a student at Maranatha when I was. He's a few years older, but he was in one class with me that I remember. He has been battling cancer, and was diagnosed in October. In December he nearly died (was within a few moments of his wife authorizing them to "pull the plug" in accordance with his wishes) but has made a miraculous recovery so far. Read more at www.edhorn.info

The second is Julie Scroggins. She is a married student at Maranatha. She and Dave were married 5 months ago. Last Wednesday Julie was in an accident and was critically injured. If you have time, read the posts in reverse order to gain some idea of what she has gone through. Visit www.carepages.com You'll need to create a login name and password to view Julie's carepage. The name of the carepage is JuliePScroggins. That must be entered exactly as written here (without the period...just her name.)

God directs and controls our lives. While I would never wish for a trial such as these...it is neat to see how these two couples and their families are growing closer to God through the midst of some very difficult times. Please pray for Julie and for Ed. I know they'd appreciate it!

Saturday, January 14, 2006

Camdenisms

Occasionally I would like to post things that Camden (and eventually Josiah) says so that I can remember them. If I don't write them down, I know I will forget them!

Today Camden had some trouble talking. The right side of his face is very swollen from just under the eye to below his mouth. The upper part of the inside of his upper lip (read that again if you didn't get it) is like purple mush! I will try to post a photo in the next day or so. He is still very sore and I think a little embarrased because he knows it looks different. He is able to eat and brush his teeth, so that is a very good thing! When I asked him how his mouth felt this morning he said, "It feels GRUMPY!" I guess that's a good way for a 2 year old to describe pain. My poor little boy just looks miserable! Hopefully some ibuprophen will help the pain and swelling.

Camdenisms past and present (with translations if needed):

man-no: Snowman (winter 04-05)
No Fanks!
Ask, ask, ask, I'd like a ______ please!
I fink......
I like my play-tape (tape player)
Tikitikitembonosarrembocharibariruchipitperrypembo (he can actually say that...Joel can't!)
I want to snuggle wiff you.
Who's that, Camden? Mr. Wipf. And who's that? The other one (this is how he used to respond about Matt and Rachael.)
ABCDEFGHI Jadon Emily Go Pee QRSTUVWXYZ - Camden's alphabet at 24 months.


Oh, Jen....he gave me a sticker the other day and said, "Here Mommy, this one is for Jennifer." So...we'll work on getting some mail out to the aunt and uncles.

Friday, January 13, 2006

The inevitable

It happened today. It was bound to happen, but I couldn't plan for it or predict it. Yes, we took Camden to Urgent Care for his first accident/injury. We (the boys and I) were at our MAC group when the lights got turned off in the basement. Camden got scared and was trying to get to the stairs when he fell on something. He cut his lips pretty badly on the right side (the upper much worse than the lower) and one of his teeth was pushed up and back...not quite where it used to be. I wasn't so concerned with the tooth..it is a baby tooth after all and we'll see our dentist tonight at a basketball game. The upper lip was pretty yucky. The cut was gaping and I decided to take him in.

The truth is, I was sure the cut would probably heal itself. Mouth wounds usually do. My main concern was cosmetic....I could just picture his future wife saying....my, what a gross lip you have!!!

Why is Urgent Care called urgent care when you have to wait an HOUR to see a doctor??? By the time we saw him the bleeding had stopped. He took one look with his pen light (without touching the lip or looking inside his mouth for more than a glance) and said...I think he'll be just fine.

That's okay with me. I didn't want him to have to have stitches. BUT....did I have to wait an hour for you to spend 1 minute (literally) in the room with me??

I can't wait to see that bill. A typical copay for urgent care is $50.00. At 1 minute per patient, the urgent care center is charging $3000.00 an hour. That's just wrong!

The good thing is that Camden is okay. His lip and mouth are sore, but popsicles help that:).

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Music

Music affects us in many ways. Last week Camden was given an old tape player from his Aunt Tracy. We put it in his room so that he can listen to music and stories....that meant we had to dig out all of our cassettes (for you young ones, those are what we listened to before CD's were invented.) So Camden has been listening to some music as he plays and as he goes to bed.

There is one tape that I hadn't heard in a long time. On this tape is a song (not sure of the title) and some of the words are:

I never promised roses without thorns
And I never promised rainbows without storms!
But in the nighttime, when it seems that there would be no dawn,
I'll still linger on, waiting patiently for you to look up to Me.

This is a great song...I'll write out all of the lyrics some time. Anyway, I think that it is so neat that we learn the most when we are at our very least. God designed it that way!

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Rating Systems

Everything is rated by something. For instance, movies are rated by content, food is rated by taste and so on. I would like to introduce my rating system....for diapers.

Anyone who has ever parented knows about diapers! I am very thankful that I don't have to wash diapers by hand (or even machine!)...I can just throw them away.

This rating system has been in my head for a while now...and finally making its way to paper, er, blog.

Diaper Ratings:

1 wipe: Typical wet diaper, perhaps soaked, but not very messy.

2 wipes: Usually needed immediately after changing a 1 wiper, since babies are notorious for messing a fresh diaper. Also used for those "okay, this isn't as bad as I thought it would be" moments.

3 wipes: Borderlines on "you're just going to have to wait til your Dad comes home because this is very unpleasant."

4 wipes: Okay buster, how long did you hold it? I didn't know your little body could hold so much....stuff.

5 wipes: Give up. Get a warm washcloth and follow up with a bath!!!!!

Speaking of baths...we had an interesting experience the other night. Camden was in the tub, playing happily. I came to the computer to check email, etc....when I heard a shriek. Camden was yelling, "I want to get out RIGHT NOW!!!!!!" and the shriek was in response to shock and near terror.
Joel ran down the hall to the bathroom so I let him handle the crisis. As it turns out, Camden was squatting in the water, playing with the toys and bubbles when he had an accident. It wasn't a "hit his head on the spigot" or "slipped under the water" kind of accident. It was the kind of accident that happens when you don't go potty before you get in the tub and then you squat like he was. At any rate, he had company in the bath water and it wasn't his brother!!!

As I sat in the office laughing, I could hear Joel trying to deal with the situation. While he was quite disgusted, he handled it just fine. The look on his face when he saw what was in the tub was well....priceless. Parenting is a lot of fun...especially when the other parent has a "grossed out but can't show the kid my true emotions but I really don't want to do this" moment.

Monday, January 09, 2006

Fish is brain food???

I have been doing some reading lately on healthier eating. Joel and I are trying to eat better quality foods, and less quantity foods!!

Something struck me a few years ago, and I keep hearing bits and pieces. Eat fish, get your Omega Fatty Acids (sounds dangerous to eat) and fish is brain food. Is it really? Do you remember final exams???

All I know is that when I was at Maranatha, we never ate fish when we stayed up to study. I never called for delivery and said, "oh yeah, I 'd like a side of sushi and baked haddock." It was always deep dish pizza, extra cheese and a bottle of coke! And no one in the dorm ever refused a slice a pizza by saying, "No thanks, my fish sticks are almost done in the microwave." Nope. Popcorn belongs in a microwave, pizza comes by delivery and omega fatty acids are available in capsule form at the health food store (which is a good thing since I don't really care for fish.) Now if only they made calorie free movie theater butter popcorn......

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Miracles from God

You know, I have always been pro-life. As a Christian I believe abortion is morally wrong. Since I became a mom, it has amazed me that abortion still goes on today. Here's why: about half-way through a pregnancy you start feeling the flutter. The baby is large enough for the mom to feel movement. It really is an amazing thing. Having carried two kids now, I cannot imagine terminating their sweet little lives. THEY ARE NOT BLOBS OF TISSUE!!!!!

A couple from Maranatha (actually, SC now) had a preemie that was several months early.....WAY before the abortion deadline. Isabelle is now home after spending much time in the hospital. She didn't come out as a blob and develop into a person once she started breathing air. You can read more about her journey at www.caringbridge.org/visit/isabelle

One of our teens became an uncle this week....to a neice who was four weeks early. She's beautiful and doing well. She'll come home from the hospital as soon as next week.

Nate and Kristin's twins, Sam and Gabe, are one month old today. They are healthy babies, completely formed by a miracle of God.

My kids are 2 years old and 3 months old. Both are miracles.

Anything can go "wrong" in a pregnancy and delivery. The very fact that children are created in the way they are is a miracle. Yet there are some out there that don't see the fact that life begins at conception. Life begins and a baby develops. All you have to do is look at an ultrasound photo, feel the flutter, or gaze into the eyes of a preemie. I've never heard anyone say...what a well formed blob you have.

Abortion takes a life...not tissue. I just wish the whole world could see that.

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Postage rate hike and Alumni Attitude

As you are probably well aware, the USPS is changing their rates as of January 8th. You should see my desk right now. It is full of stamped mail. Nothing like saving money to get me motivated to send photos to my parents and grandparents, write thank you notes and catch up on correspondence. So I have 8 items to mail and none of them is a bill....not that I don't have bills!!

We went to an alumni basketball game tonight. I wasn't sure who to root for, since I know guys on both the current varsity team and the alumni team. I was sitting in the bleachers, behind the alumni bench when I made my decision. The varsity team was really working hard, trying their best to treat this as a real game. There was a little nonsense, as you'd expect. But every time there was a bad call or no call or someone didn't get their way, guess who complained? Yep, the alumni. They sat on the bench complaining about the ref, the way the varsity team was playing, and even the way things were when THEY played varsity ball. C'mon guys, grow up! There was one guy who kept pointing out the fact that the coach didn't play him much in school. At one point, he actually made a basket (that in itself was a shock) and he looked at his former coach and said, "you should have played me." I guess he might be bitter???

At any rate, I rooted for the Varsity team and they ended up winning. As they were shaking hands with their attitudeopponents, the bitter boy made a comment (unheard by me) to the coach's son (not good, going by the look on his face) and muttered something else under his breath. Too bad. He probably could have a good influence on the younger crowd if he tried.

Well, now that I have rambled and bored you, keep in mind one thing. Football season is nearly over, and that makes a bunch of us happy!

Monday, January 02, 2006

Good aimin' boys!

Every mother goes through this...I just keep telling myself that. We are potty training Camden and well, some days are better than others.

Camden was helping me load the washing machine this evening. When we were done, I gave him a piggy back ride to the office....a whole 25 feet. When I got to the office, I noticed my back was wet...yep, his underwear had leaked all over me!

To make things better, Josiah peed all over me when I was giving him his bath tonight. He is just starting to laugh at us, but I am certain I heard him giggle. Maybe Camden can train his little brother someday!

Sunday, January 01, 2006

Jim and Angel

Jim and Angel came to see us before Christmas. Here they are playing with the boys.

Only two

We had a youth activity today at a family's home about 30 minutes from our church. Joel played Capture the Flag outside with the teens and I stayed inside with Josiah. Camden went out for a little while and came inside once he completely covered himself with mud, pumpkin and squash gunk, and water.....lots of water. He was so excited to be so completely dirty. It's fun to watch him grow into a little boy. Each day he discovers something new and exciting. After all, he is only two.

About 6 or 7 weeks ago I took the boys with me to a doctor's appointment. Josiah was asleep in his car seat and I was reading a magazine while we waited. Camden was seated next to me "reading" a book. There were several other people in the waiting room, but it was pretty quiet. Then out of the blue Camden said, "see my booger????!!!!!!!" When I looked at my son, I found that he was holding his finger high in the air, green yuck stuck to the end. As the waiting room filled with chuckles, I tried not to turn too red. After all, he is only two.

As I dug through the diaper bag for the wipes, I sensed movement next to me. By the time I turned back to Camden, he'd successfully flung the booger off of his finger.....and admittedly I didn't look too hard to find it. After all, he is only two. :)

Jen...I ran today in public. It was in the church parking lot, in my jeans after the activity...but I thought of you with each step. Then my thighs caught on fire and I had to roll in the snow to extinguish the blaze. I won' t be doing that again any time soon. After all, I'm not two anymore.