Paxifist
Monday, July 13, 2009
The House My Grandpa built
From my Mom:
Hi!
I watched Grandma and Grandpa build this house when I was in first grade. I grew up in this house and left to get married from here. Unfortunately, after these pictures were posted, there was a fire in the living room. The windows are boarded up now. It was bittersweet to take the tour.
Grandpa dug the basement by hand with a shovel. Grandma mixed the concrete, and carried the 40 lb blocks for grandpa to set into place for the basement foundation. My bedroom was next to the kitchen.
mom
Labels: family, photos, real estate, reminiscing
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Fun Saturday Doings
And some Friday photos, too.
Tonight, we're feasting on blackberry cobbler, thanks to the thicket in our backyard and my Holy Trinity Lutheran Church (Chapel Hill) cookbook! Yum!!
Sunday, July 05, 2009
At Least They Behaved When it Mattered
The boys have had a rough re-entry period. I'm not sure the fireworks last night were the best plan, since they resulted in a very tired Isaac today, but apparently he was good as gold in Sunday school...
The wedding was fabulous. Well-planned, meaningful, and just all-around beautiful. The little attendants did a great job- both flower girls, and my boys. Isaac missed recessing with the wedding party since he fell asleep about 10 minutes into the ceremony, and my brother and sister-in-law wisely decided to let him sleep! Jay was a little thrown off by this, but eventually accepted that he would have to walk out alone. They were both loud and busy during the rehearsal, and I was very concerned that they would be disruptive, but even Jay (who was awake the whole time) was exceptionally quiet and still under my sister-in-law's watchful eyes.
I do not have photos of the boys (or much of anything), since I was in the wedding party and had handed off my camera in the hopes that my brother or SOMEONE would snap some photos. No such luck. I'll have to track them down from someone else. Paul was occupied as well, and was not able to hear or see much of anything, since Daniel is at the age of perpetual motion. My cousin, who was also in the wedding party, was also missing her husband, as he had jobs to do too. Hopefully we can get copies of the video from my older brother so Paul and Aaron can experience the lovely ceremony too!
KYP's custom-made necklaces were a hit with the bridal party, but also various attendees- Uncle Todd himself admired the little yellow butterfly-shaped crystals. My sister had GORGEOUS flowers- yellow roses and blue hydrangeas. Just lovely. I can not say enough good things about the whole event. It was just wonderful, which it would have been in any case, since my sister has truly found her Prince Charming. We couldn't be happier for them!!
Sunday, June 21, 2009
SpongeBob SwimPants
Jay made a bookmark for Father's Day (so did Isaac, but his wasn't as comprehensible). He drew a picture of Daddy and Jay at the pool. His swim trunks are yellow with SpongeBob eyes, so that's pretty much how they look!
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Isaacism
The boys love Chicago IX. In the middle of the horn-blowin', drum crashin' melodies is "Color My World", a quiet piano ballad. As the first bars played, Isaac announced, "This song is called, 'They Couldn't Blow Their Trumpets'".
No word on the cause...
Friday, June 12, 2009
Too Honest for Advertising
Overheard: "Isaac, that's newer than ever!! ... That's more new than usual."
Labels: boy talk
Wedding Hair
The big boys got spiffy new haircuts today so they will not be shaggy for their ringbearing duties. We would have waited another week or two, but Jay's hair was already in his eyes, so it was time to act.
Saturday
Today
DOB!!!
Daniel was putting away blocks the other day, and so I commended him with a "Good job!" the first couple of times. He started yelling "DOB!!" every time a new block went in, looking at me expectantly. This is not a habit that dies easily ;)
Labels: baby talk, baby tricks
Monday, June 08, 2009
From the Mouths of Babes...
Yesterday Isaac's Sunday School class decorated foam crosses with little glue-on plastic jewels. Pretty!
As we were headed out to lunch, I noticed him peeling his jewels off the cross. "Why are you doing that, Isaac?" I asked, "Those are to make the cross pretty!"
"I don't want the cross to be pretty." He replied, and then a moment later he added, "God doesn't want the cross to be pretty".
A little stunned, I agreed that he had a point, but I'm still not sure if it was inspired or just inspired-appearing contrariness. We talked a little about the sad day at the cross and the joy that came afterwards, but I don't think it all sunk in too well. I was recounting the story to the friend we met at the restaurant, and after I told her what Isaac had said, Jay opined, "Yeah- God doesn't like pretty things!"
Again, I really don't know if he was misguided or just mischevious, but Karen and I assured the boys that God DOES like beautiful things, and we all thought of beautiful things He had made.
It's a roller coaster ride, this parenting business!!
