A journal for my children of my life with them

This blog tells the story of my children while they are young.
I am constantly told, like by the stranger when my little one had an accident today in the library, that these moments go by so fast
(although I wished I could have skipped that one).
I can feel them slipping through my hands, all these little beautiful moments.
Moments when I get to be a child again because of their wonder.
Moments when their need for me challenges me (sometimes at the library) to be a better and bigger person.
Moments when I am faced with their pain and must rely on God for their needs.
Moments when I hurt because they are just so beautiful to look at, and even more often so beautiful on the inside.

I don't know if they will want to read these chronicles when they grow up, but I hope so. I hope this journal helps them to remember a childhood they loved, and family who love them

Monday, May 31, 2010

1 Timothy 6:18

Dorathea and I are learning 1 Timothy 6:18 "Be full of good works and ready to share".  This morning as we said it together and afterward she said, "Mom, I think it should be, and ready to play"

Dorathea's latest Joke


At dinner Dorathea- "I have a joke!"  Ted and Allison reply glancing at each other "Oh, ok, what is it?".  "What does the Teddy Bear say after dinner?....."   "I'm stuffed!", she laughs at her own joke and we laugh along.  :)

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Mother's day trip

Ok, so we missed the train in Lynchburg that we were going to take to D.C. to see my folks.  I drove instead and new I needed something fun to do so that I wouldn't be so sulky about missing my beloved train.  Luckily there was a pick your own stawberry farm on the way.  Here is Dorathea trying to catch J and feed him a strawberry.  Notice the Blue Ridge Mountsins in the background.  The farm was beautiful and it was a lovely warm spring day.
Jonathan eating his third stawberry.  They are so warm and juicy right off the vine.
The day after we arrived Grandpa took Dorathea fishing.  This is them digging for worms.  My girl was not squimish about picking them up.
As Dorathea excitedly told me later they caught seven fish with her little Dora fishing rod.  Grandpa used them to fertilize the tomato plants. Dorathea later played princesses with her cousin Abigail.  Abagail called for her prince to save her while Dorathea called for her Grandpa and her Mommy to save her.  Grandpa later said he loved hearing Dorathea talk about him.
We went on to Grandma's (D and J's great grandmother) house the next day.  We ate an amazing though hectic Mother's Day Brunch at the Dining Hall along with my mom and sister Elizabeth.  After a much needed nap we all feasted again on Chinese Food (a family favorite) admired Mother's day cards and photos of children, then said goodnight to Elizabeth, Mom and her sweet dog Sebastian.

 The next day on my way out of town I stopped at the natural history museum in DC to see the Dinosaur bones. Dorathea had a blast telling me which dinosaur was which and we toured the animals all over the first floor.  She asked to see "two more museums" so we went to the sculpture garden next door.  I let the kids run around the fountian.  Dorathea here is leading Jonathan by the hand to the ducks.  Jonathan spent his time chasing sparrows.  It was such a beautiful day to be in the garden.
We stopped by the art museum next and saw some amazing Rodin scupltures including some little girl ballerinas with pink tutus.  We could have stayed longer, D was having a great time, but it was naptime and I wanted to get home to see some friends, so we headed back to the car.  Dorathea got an ice cream come to sweeten our departure and we were off for home and Daddy!

Friday, April 2, 2010

Too Much Sugar

While reading the newspaper at our dining room table, Dorathea handed me a toy teacup and saucer. She then poured me imaginary milk from a toy cream pitcher. Then she held up a toy sugar bowl and asked if I would like some sugar. I said, "Yes, thank you," and dipped a tiny toy spoon in the bowl, scooping a couple of times and inserting into my teacup. Dorathea chastised me with a serious face: "That's enough sugar, Daddy."

Monkey & Dixie's Luau

Dorathea asked me to join her in a game of make-believe using a basket of random small toy trinkets. She named a tiny wooden doll "Dixie" and a plastic monkey (appropriately) "Monkey". She erected a tiny plastic tree and parked a small wooden boat next to it. She announced that Dixie had arrived by boat to visit Monkey at his beach, and he would need to cook something for her to eat. I told her we could have a luau - and then explained what a luau was. Dorathea then erected a mock stove out of a wooden plank laid across two blocks, atop which she placed a miniature copper pot.
When I asked her what Monkey was making for dinner, she took a little white boardgame dice from the basket, placed it in the pot, and said "Monkey's making diced chicken." Naturally.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

"When I grow up to be a teacher, will you still be my mommy and daddy?"- Dorathea

Friday, March 26, 2010

Coward

Dorathea is at this moment talking to her bug, which she has named "Coward".  "Hi Coward, how are you?It's me!. Coward you got big!  Coward, you've got to get out of there (the sink?)! Do you need help?  Oh no he's stuck!" "Coward is my pet fly mom."