Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Sittin' On The Dock Of The Prairie
Sipping hot chocolate and thanking God for all He's done while watching a sunset... now that's a nice evening! It's getting cooler now and we've been eating dinner every night on our veranda... um, our deck. I like the way veranda sounds. I know I put in the title "dock", but that was just to see if you were paying attention.
I like that in this first photo Preston's cup says "smile". Is that funny to only me? Probably so...

Look at the dimples! I hope you all don't mind all the Gwen photos. I just can't get enough of this kid!

Daddy Ben and baby Gwen.
I like that in this first photo Preston's cup says "smile". Is that funny to only me? Probably so...
Look at the dimples! I hope you all don't mind all the Gwen photos. I just can't get enough of this kid!
Daddy Ben and baby Gwen.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Let's Get Real
Ok, so normally I censor this blog down to basically positive and amusing tidbits of our family life. Today I have a bit of real life... uncensored for your enjoyment. Here I sit typing with one hand (I've got to brag... I'm getting pretty good) with a sleeping Gwen in my other arm. It seems that she wakes up every time I set her down these days. I mean, can you believe she prefers a warm and squishy lap to a cold hard baby bassinet thing? :)
Yesterday at church the sermon was on attitudes and featured the story of Ruth and Naomi. Naomi (which means delightful) changed her name to Marah (bitter)... while poor Ruth, a foreigner to the Jewish people served a bitter lady with no relief or hope of marriage in sight. So, our challenge was to take inventory and see how our attitudes have been lately. I have to confess... cooking for someone that can't have much sodium and shopping for specialty things has been my attitude challenge of late. I can't use canned anything hardly and only fresh meat... frozen has broth and salt added. As I try to find cans of diced tomatoes with no salt added with a three month old having a melt down... well, you can imagine! I'm sure some of you are reading this especially those of you living in other countries and saying "girl, you haven't even seen frustrating"... but I digress... I confessed all of that to the Lord and little did I know I was going to have a pop quiz the very next morning.
This morning Gwen woke me up at 6am ready for some food. I nursed her and then laid her down on the bed to change her diaper. Can you tell where this is going already? I had a blanket underneath her because I've had her pee on my bed before. So today I was being really careful- off with the wet diaper and immediately on with the new under her. I had the new diaper under her and BAM... you guessed it. She pooped on the blanket, all over my pajamas, on the bed. I have never actually seen her in the act of doing this... but let's say it was dramatic. I think my exact words were "you've got to be kidding me." So after cleaning her, myself, and stripping the sheets and matress cover... oh, and two more diapers in the span of 10 minutes I was still holding it together. I finally laid down with her on the bare mattress to see if I could get more sleep, but alas... she was ready to be up. Such is the life of a mother I think. Here I sit smiling out of sheer sleep deprivation and love for this little person named Gwen.
Yesterday at church the sermon was on attitudes and featured the story of Ruth and Naomi. Naomi (which means delightful) changed her name to Marah (bitter)... while poor Ruth, a foreigner to the Jewish people served a bitter lady with no relief or hope of marriage in sight. So, our challenge was to take inventory and see how our attitudes have been lately. I have to confess... cooking for someone that can't have much sodium and shopping for specialty things has been my attitude challenge of late. I can't use canned anything hardly and only fresh meat... frozen has broth and salt added. As I try to find cans of diced tomatoes with no salt added with a three month old having a melt down... well, you can imagine! I'm sure some of you are reading this especially those of you living in other countries and saying "girl, you haven't even seen frustrating"... but I digress... I confessed all of that to the Lord and little did I know I was going to have a pop quiz the very next morning.
This morning Gwen woke me up at 6am ready for some food. I nursed her and then laid her down on the bed to change her diaper. Can you tell where this is going already? I had a blanket underneath her because I've had her pee on my bed before. So today I was being really careful- off with the wet diaper and immediately on with the new under her. I had the new diaper under her and BAM... you guessed it. She pooped on the blanket, all over my pajamas, on the bed. I have never actually seen her in the act of doing this... but let's say it was dramatic. I think my exact words were "you've got to be kidding me." So after cleaning her, myself, and stripping the sheets and matress cover... oh, and two more diapers in the span of 10 minutes I was still holding it together. I finally laid down with her on the bare mattress to see if I could get more sleep, but alas... she was ready to be up. Such is the life of a mother I think. Here I sit smiling out of sheer sleep deprivation and love for this little person named Gwen.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
On The Home Front
tajing a nap while mama cooks...

today's project. He worked very hard on it.


We recently finished painting our living room. Here's a before shot. (and no, that's not a tennis ball flying at the camera... that's glare)

Here's after. We're not sure what we think about it honestly. Why can't I decorate like the people on TV?
today's project. He worked very hard on it.
We recently finished painting our living room. Here's a before shot. (and no, that's not a tennis ball flying at the camera... that's glare)
Here's after. We're not sure what we think about it honestly. Why can't I decorate like the people on TV?
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
On The Farm
Today Gwen and I went and visited Ben's Grandma and Grandpa. I always bring my camera because you just never know when a photo opportunity will arise. This that I'm holding is a sweet potato. I know what you're thinking... what's the deal with you and large produce... well, I have nothing to say to that other than- can you believe how big this thing is????

Grandma and the tater

Grandpa and the tater

We took a ride to look at trees. That, after all, is what you do in the country. Gwen loved it.

On other news, I just got a teapot. Isn't it cute?
Grandma and the tater
Grandpa and the tater
We took a ride to look at trees. That, after all, is what you do in the country. Gwen loved it.
On other news, I just got a teapot. Isn't it cute?
Conversation With Gwen
Today our Gwen turns 3 months! She discovered her voice yesterday... precious!
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Big Strawberry
Ok, so some of my blog posts are a little corny... a little silly... well, that's me. I figure someone out there appreciates my eye for the unusual. Anyway, I was casually eating strawberries tonight and out pops this one out of the carton. I couldn't believe my eyes! What kind of hot houses are they raising these things in?

Me and the strawberry... or is it the strawberry and I?

Even Gwen was amazed.
Me and the strawberry... or is it the strawberry and I?
Even Gwen was amazed.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Playing Bridge
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Walking In Fall
Market Memories
Last night Ben and I were talking before going to sleep and he reminded me of this funny situation that happened when I lived in Miami. I went to the grocery store one day, as always, and when I got to the till I noticed a familiar guy bagging my groceries. He was handicapped in some way because his speech was a bit affected. I had seen him there many times and spoken with him before. This time he said to me "hey, aren't you so glad I get to take you out tonight?" to which I replied with a smile, "well... I'm already married." He proceeded to yell "EWWW... you repel me! you repel me! I was talking about taking out your groceries." Needless to say, it didn't do much for my self image. Just thought I'd share... By the way, as of today my sweet baby Gwen is 12 weeks and 12 lbs!
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Pic Of The Day
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