Happy Thanksgiving!

Wow. Guess it's been a while since we've posted anything. October pictures will be coming soon, but I'd like to go to bed some time this evening, so it's not going to happen tonight. I hope you three people who read this had a great Thanksgiving. We stayed in-house and celebrated with Shane's classmate and her family. For a total of 6 1/2 people, we had quite a spread. I sure enjoyed catching up with them since we hadn't really seen them much since we moved here. I told them I might borrow their kids (grades 1 and 2, I think) some time to entertain Emily while I get stuff done around the house. They played with blocks and babies. They also played hide-and-go-seek and follow the leader. Emily led, they followed. Emily had them worn out by the time they left.


We decided to get bold and venture out shopping on Black Friday. I had planned on going alone since Shane had to meet his classmate to talk about research/school stuff. Surprisingly, he got home early and volunteered to go with us. I almost passed out. Not every man is crazy enough to volunteer to go shopping with his wife, especially on the worst shopping day of the year. I told him he earned major kudos on that move. We stopped by the fabric store for about 45 minutes. The cutting lines were so long that I pulled number 91 when they had just called the number 43. I decided to abort mission and just get the patterns and poinsettia I had in hand. Our visit to the new Target was even less productive than that. Of the three things I had on my list to purchase, they had ZERO. I suppose you have to get to the store before 2 pm to get a deal!



As far as the everyday:

Emily is coming along on potty training. She's weird though, because she'll play around on the training potty but will go right away if I just hold her up on the big potty. She's still not telling me when she needs to go most of the time, but will try and is usually successful if I take her when I go.


Unfortunately, she's becoming more finicky about what she eats. Less open to trying new things. Yes, we lie to her and tell her every meat is chicken, bologna, or meatballs. If all else fails, she'll eat it if she can dip it in catsup or bbq sauce.


She's learned a few letters and their sounds and can identify around seven different colors. Not too bad at 25 months! She started singing songs by herself about a week ago. She sang the first two verses of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star".


Bedtime has become an interesting adventure. She's starting to do everything she can think of not to go to bed. It's usually "Me go potty" first. After that comes "I hungry". If all else fails, she'll tell us "Come here!" or "Water" And of course, when all this proves unsuccessful, she'll throw a fit until she realizes she may as well go to sleep.


Josias is getting chunky now. I call him Chubby Bubby. At his appointment at the beginning of November (at roughly 9 weeks of age), he weighed in at 12 pounds, 6 oz (I think :-p ). He's staying awake for longer periods of time during the day now and is sleeping through the night most of the time. (Thank you, Jesus!) Emily's getting better about not assaulting him. However, I think her favorite method of assault (when she does attack) is pink, plastic princess teapot to the forehead. For this reason, poor Josias spends most of his time in some form of cage: pack-n-play or swing protected by playard. I know it probably makes for very boring scenery for him, but it's better than having Snow White permanently imprinted on your skull!

Halloween

On Halloween, October 31, 2008, we attended the fall festival at church as a blond Dorothy, a tiny cowardly lion, a not-so-scary scarecrow, and a deranged cowardly lion. The evidence follows.

Emily's favorite game was the duck pond. Of course, she couldn't have cared less about the ducks. She just liked playing in the water. At one point, she grabbed a beanie baby robin she had wond and chucked it in to watch it splash. FYI: she did not need a bath that night!

Emily and Olivia's two "mane" men.

Daddy and his girl.

Good thing I didn't wear a hat!

Josias the Ferocious

Us :-)