Bathing Beauty

Eliza loves the bathroom. I think because that is the one room in the house where we restrict her entrance. Usually if someone leaves the bathroom door open, she goes straight for the toothbrush drawer, and comes out with at least 3 toothbrushes that are not hers, and the toothpaste. I have had to clean up more toothpaste spills than I care to remember! Today however, she discovered she could get into the tub all by herself. So here she is climbing in the tub...

Saying Cheese for the camera...

Studiously reading her Winnie the Pooh shape book...

Getting more comfortable...

And climbing out again. It was quite the adventure! (see the paint can? we are still working on our bathroom. It's the job that never ends!)

Sleeping Beauties

My Kids are so funny when they sleep!! They get into the most preposterous positions! (by the way, I have no idea why this is underlined, and I can't fix it. Well sorry, I guess we will both have to live with it.) Here is their latest. Ethan decided that it would be a good idea to put on his winter hat and gloves for bed. I found him like this when I went to check on him before I went to bed. I wish I got a picture of him when I went to wake him up for school this morning. He was laying completely horizontal across his bed with his bare feet sticking off one side and his head haning over the other. It was priceless. Isn't he cute when he sleeps? Quiet too!

Bonnie was so tuckered out after a hard day of playing, that she fell asleep with her dinosaur tail on. This girl can sleep anywhere, and through anything. She probably wouldn't wake up for a freight train!!

I don't have a sleeping picture of Eliza because if she heard me think about coming into her room while she was sleeping she would wake up and cry. I work really hard not to have that happen.

Marshmallows Are Better Roasted!

The kids have been asking and asking to build a fire, ;so about a week ago, we appeased them. Ethan came up with the brilliant idea of roasting marshmallows! I knew I loved that kid, he must take after his mother. Well, actually some things I gladly claim while others I pawn off on their father. It's not fair I know, and poor Brett doesn't have a blog to defend himself with.

Well, anyway, we got this pretty good blaze going, and had a great time roasting our marshmallows. Eliza was not so keen on waiting around for a marshmallow that was too hot to eat, so she just started stealing them from the bag. She probably had about 4 marshmallows before we realized what she was doing. We finally had to hide the bag, and even then she found it. She ended up with around 7 marshmallows in all! A pretty good haul for an almost 2 year old!

A couple of days later, we had Grandma and Grandpa with us for a few days. Over the breakfast table, Bonnie asked why do people get smaller when they get old? Grandpa said something scientific about calcium in your bones, but Ethan really hit the nail on the head. He came up with a brilliant analogy. He asked Bonnie if she remembered when we roasted marshmallows, how the marshmallows were hard and stiff before we put them over the fire? Well, that is like our bodies when we are young, and then when we get older, it is like putting marshmallows over the flame. We become soft and mushy on the inside, and a little crinkly and brown on the outside. Wow! I think that kid had a future in psychology! I'm so proud. And Grandma and Grandpa were so flattered by the comparison!

Ethan's Baptism!!

Hooray! Today it finally happened! Ethan was baptized! I can't believe that I have an eight year old! He was so composed, and ready for this. He completely amazed me. The day was perfect, well almost, I suppose if it were to be absolutely perfect, I would have actually have had to see him baptized, and I didn't. And then I cried...a lot. Three others got baptized with Ethan today, one of them was a girl in Ethan's primary class, the other two are a young married couple who were just so excited to be there. They didn't however have anyone to be with them, and the wife needed help dressing. She asked if I would help, and I said I would be happy to. In our program, we had put the order of the baptisms specifically so that the wife would be getting baptised after Ethan, so I could watch him, and then be able to help her. Well since life isn't perfect, there was a mix up and she ended up getting baptised before Ethan. By the time I got back out to see the rest of the baptisims, they were already over. I couldn't believe that I had actually missed seeing my oldest child get baptized! My heart is broken, and although I tell myself that just because I didn't see it doesn't mean it didn't really happen, I think I am still in a little bit of shock at the whole thing. There are things that a mother should absolutely not miss, and her oldest son's baptism is one of them! Well, Ethan really did get baptized, and he was really happy today. It didn't turn his world upside down when he found out I didn't see him. He was a little sad, but only because I was. This was his day. This was about him and his choice to follow Jesus' example. I have really been trying hard to remember that.