Blueberry smoothie!!
Lets play wedding
Dressed up for ballet...made Mommy and Daddy want to sing "all the single ladies"
"I'm a weeeel mommy"
Oh little Luiza is so tiny and sweet
Baby Luiza likes me!
MUD PIESQ
Nemo and Poinsetta...our surprises for going 20 nights diaper free and dry!
My Auntie Andressa was pregnant for a long long long time. I was weeely escited to meet her baby. Finally after a long time baby Leticia was borned, I packed up my suitcase wight away to go visit her. Later we went to Londrina and I got to hold the brand new teeny tiny baby. She was soooo cute and tender. My favorite part was changing her diaper and picking out different clothes to put on the baby. I even got to help give her a bath. I love baby Leticia she is very speical.
I was so happy to meet Leticia and my favorite part was getting to hold her
Hi baby Leticia
she was so cute sleeping in her bed, but I kept asking if we could wake her up and change her clothes
I got to help Auntie Andressa give Leticia a bath, she was wiggly and slippery
Every now and then, we all encounter moments where we wished we had a camera. Moments that we wish we could freeze in time. Not having a camera at the time, I now want to paint a couple pictures for you of the last two I’ve experienced.
A couple days ago, I got home from about 5 days of meetings at a camp 45 minutes outside of town. When I got home, the idea of “daddy” was once again a novelty, and I got to play dolls, push little girls on swings and everything else I had been missing for the previous days. Then, at bath time, Noelle came tearing down the hall, naked as could be, yelling “papai, papai” (Daddy, Daddy). After Marla took her back into the bathroom, I followed her. When she saw me again, she jumped from Marla’s arms into mine. Then she put her arms around my neck and squeezed for a long time saying quietly “papai, papai, papai.”
Then on Sunday, after church was over, Marla and I went to pick up the girls from their Sunday school class. As their class is in an old converted house, we could look in the room from one window, and see what was going on. Posted at the other window like a sentinel was Samara waiting to catch the first glimpse of us as we rounded the corner. I could see that clutched in her hands were the two gram crackers that she had been given. She had broken each cracker in two separate pieces, so that she clutched four equal sized crackers in her hand. As we picked her up, she carefully distributed one cracker to daddy, one cracker to mommy, one cracker to Noelle and one cracker for herself. Her teacher later told us that she had been saving those crackers during the whole class… just so that she could share with us.
How I wish a picture could fully capture such moments
My mother’s day gift bags were many this year…Samara came scampering back and forth from her room her arms laden with gifts. As I opened each bag she explained why she had given me each present. Her dolly and doll blanket because “I love you so much, I want you to have her.” Her jewelry box filled with her jewelry “because you love jewlerrrery Mommy” Her pillow “because I love you so, so, so much Mommy” Item after item that she had picked out from her treasures, and wrapped up specifically to give to me. Then she sang an original Mother’s day song at the top of her lungs that went something like: “Happy Mudder’s day, it’s your Mudders day, Happy Mudders day…” and danced in circles. She presented me with a card that said Happy Mother’s Day. Micah had written the words in yellow marker and she had traced them in blue and was quite proud of herself. Later that evening when we were cleaning up she made sure that all the things she had given me were in my room. Dolly Isabelle was “sleeping” next to my bed and the jewelry box was on my dresser. I did convince her that it was okay if she “borrowed” her pillow back so she could sleep with it. I feel like I got the greatest gift ever. The love of my daughter, love enough to give to me her most prized and treasured possessions. As Micah was tucking her in that night she said “It made me wheeally happy to give all those things to Mommy, because it made her wheeally happy.” Well Samara, It made did make Mommy happy. So happy in fact that I don’t even mind when you “borrow” your jewelry back to dress like a princess.
Special card from a special girl
It’s a bit strange that of the four people in our family, I’d be the one writing a post called “girl stuff,” but oh well.
Lately Samara has discovered a new phrase which she uses any time that she can. That phrase “no way Jose.” We’ve been trying to teach he portuguese, and some how she’s come up with Jose? I don’t know.
Two prayer requests today. The first is for Noelle to get better. We just took her to the doctor yesterday after she had a pretty high fever. The doctor took one look down her throat and nearly jumped when she saw how bad her strep throat was. She’d on antibiotics now, and should be feeling better soon.
The second prayer request is for Samara. I was in her bedroom talking with her the other night. And she explained that she was keeping all the ants that would crawl up her wall at night beside her bed. “They are my friends” she said. “I don’t have any other friends besides the ants and my sister.” The way she said it was so matter-of-fact that it made me laugh. But at the same time it was kind of sad too. So if you all could pray that she’d make a little friend, that’d be great!
Wake up to sunshine
Two hours to…
Feed girls
Pack lunches
Gather snacks
Scrounge warm layers
Fill thermos with hot chocolate
Find sleds
Hit the road
Two hours to…
Drive up to Mt Hood’
Pile on the layers
Hike to the hill
One glorious hour of…
Sled rides
Throwing snowballs
Watching spectacular crashes
Enjoying the beauty of the day
Before…
Samara was “fwozen”
Noelle was bleeding (and screaming) from a rogue sled accident
Samara had to go potty
Noelle was hungry
So…
We hauled everyone back to the car
Strapped crying kids into seatbelts
Filled sippy cups with diluted hot chocolate
Rubbed cold toes and hands
Handed out blankies and
Sighed as tuckered out little girls fell into sweet sleep
Two hours…
To drive home
One hour…
To clean up and put everything away
Memories…
That will last forever
I love this stuff
When I first saw it sitting there upon my plate
I knew I wouldn’t like it though my parents said “its great.”
I’ll eat pasta, I’ll eat bread, anything else will do
Please don’t make me try it, I don’t like things that are new
But it didn’t leave, it didn’t go, it just sat in front of me
A lump of goo gone cold made of rice and broccoli.
On my fork, here it came my Daddy’s special “yes bite”
There was nothing left to do but dig in for a long fight.
I reasoned, I explained, I turned my head, I cried
But nothing seemed to change, no matter how hard I tried
“Green eggs and Ham” is what they said trying to get me to open wide
“Sam I am” is what they called me trying to break my pride
They all left, the table cleared, and I sat there by myself
I stared at the goo, and it at me as they started watching “Elf”
Then finally at long last we had a big break through
Mommy said that I could go, if for breakfast I’d eat this goo
Free at last, free at last, my excitement made me spin
I grabbed my dolls, I grabbed my books and finding a chair jumped in
The next morning as the light peeked in, I came up with a plan
I’d tell Mom lunch was better for eating goo that came from a pan
But she didn’t budge, she didn’t buy it, I wasn’t off the hook
The goo was on my breakfast plate and I really couldn’t look
My eyes got red, they filled with tears, I tried to plead my case
Soon the room was empty and my future I glumly faced
How much longer could this go on? It’s time this came to an end
Maybe if I cry loud enough, they’ll give up, they’ll cave in and I’ll win
Three hours later, it’s 11’oclock and I still haven’t taken one bite
I’ve cried, I’ve reasoned, I’ve negotiated and I’m tired of this fight
Then in one last try my Daddy comes walking in
He reaches in the cupboard, and I begin to grin
In his hand is maple syrup, sugary, thick and golden brown
As he gets to my plate, a few delicious drops he puts down
The fork, the goo, and the plate too was covered with sugar so sticky
With tastes so strong, I couldn’t be wrong, it really wasn’t that icky
So remember all you people; grandmas and grandpas, moms and dads
Maple syrup is my secret for anything that might taste bad!
finding the perfect tree
Mommy's helper
decorating fun
bath buddies
I had the most fun time today at this really amazing place. I’d never seen so many other kids before, running, playing, climbing, fussing, whining, laughing, shopping, splashing and creating, it was so great! I especially loved the water room where I got to wear a fun yellow cover up, chew on a rubber duck and splash in the water. Gramma found a slide that was just my size and I clapped my hands and squealed. I went down it over and over. My big sister really had fun too. She was bouncing up and down and so excited about everything. I think her favorite part was shopping for and buying things at the little store and playing with the clay. Mommy and Daddy took lots of pictures so I’ll ask Mommy to post some for you to see on our pictures page.
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