Alena Abigail – One Year Old

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Baby girl is one year old today! She is such a gift. It’s been a challenging year in many ways, and also such a wonderful and memorable one! At the end of this first year we have a loving, proud big brother, a bright-eyed, energetic baby girl, and two extremely exhausted parents. But we wouldn’t trade our lives for any other!

Alena is growing and changing rapidly, so this post will be a small snapshot of this moment in time. What can I tell you about our girl? She is full of energy! This girl is always busy and rarely still. She is also full of personality! She has strong opinions and feels very free to share them. She seems to have big emotions like her brother–lots of happy squeals and laughter and cuddles and lots of loud protests. Buckle up!

Alena loves to be out and about. If she sees anyone getting coats and shoes on, she rushes over to the door. If we ask her if she wants to go outside, she starts clapping. On any given day if she’s fussy at home, she will cheer up outside or running errands. She likes to look at people and animals and likes to check out new places. She is usually pretty friendly and will even hold out her arms and go to a stranger on occasion. She currently loves squirrels and has lots of fun watching them run around in our yard. She laughs and squeals if they peak at her around a tree trunk. Lucas used to call them “mermals” and for now, Alena calls them “pwe”. She seems to feel that one syllable is enough for most objects. (I am “Mum”, Lucas is “Baa” and Jaime is “Gah.” The only two syllable word she currently employs is “baby.”)

Heading out for a walk!

Alena detests diaper changes and likes to make it as impossible for me as she can. As soon as I lay her down she begins twisting and turning and crawling away. If I manage to pin her down she lets me know loudly that she doesn’t approve.

Alena is a climber! She started climbing around eight months old and hasn’t slowed down. If I turn my back for a second she’ll be on the low window sills in our front room, on the top of the slide in the basement, half way out of the baby tub, or in some precarious position on the stairs. She even tries to climb out of her learning stool onto the kitchen counter.

Although “Mum” is still her favorite, Alena adores Lucas and Jaime. She tries to be as close to Lucas as possible and do whatever he is doing. She does her very best to keep up with him! She watches him intently and copies what he’s doing. Much to Jaime’s delight, after watching Lucas, she has figured out that soccer balls are for kicking and has already started her training.

Working on some skills

Lucas is usually very tolerant of Alena grabbing for all his toys and pushing her way into his space. They have a special bond and she’s a lucky girl to have such a great big brother!

Alena sprints to the door when Jaime gets home from work each evening (or nowadays walks up the stairs from his basement work station). She loves to catch a ride up on his shoulders and likes to play games with him like pulling off his hat or knocking down the towers he builds. She also loves to cuddle up with Daddy at night.

Cuddle buddies

Alena’s current favorites:

Food: Macaroni and Cheese

Book: This is a three way tie between Peek A Who?, First 100 Animals, and Who’s Wearing a Hat, is it the Orange Cat?

Color: She often chooses orange just like Lucas did! We’ll see if that sticks. It would be mighty convenient since we already have all things orange!

Animal: She loves squirrels, and much to Lucas’s delight, she also adores all his toy cats and any cat that pops up in a book.

Yay kitties!

Here are month by month photos from the year:

Even though a year has passed, having Alena still feels like a dream sometimes. Thankfully it’s a dream we won’t have to wake from! There isn’t much danger of actual dreaming anyway, as she barely lets us sleep. 😉

Happy birthday sweet baby girl! We all love you far more than words could ever express.

All About Alena

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It’s been 12 days since our little girl made her appearance! I thought I would tell you a little bit about her so far. I’d like to come back to the blog soon and write about my pregnancy and her birth, but for now I’ll just give you a few details about her and share some of my favorite pictures.

Her name:

Alena Abigail. Alena is pronounced a-lay-na. It means “bright, shining light.” Abigail means “source of joy.”

Alena’s likes:

This girl loves to eat! She cluster feeds, sometimes for hours at a time. But then she’ll take a good long snooze, so I’d say it’s a fair exchange.

The bouncy seat! This is very similar to big brother Lucas, and she even turns her head to the right, just like he did. She likes to sleep in there and will hang out there when she’s awake as well.

Mommy is her favorite for obvious reasons. Lucas is quite sure he’s her second favorite with Jaime bringing up the rear. I’d say there’s a tie for second 🙂

Alena likes getting her hair washed! I think she appreciates a good scalp massage.

She likes snuggles and kisses. It’s a good thing, because none of the three of us can stop kissing her and holding her.

She likes her hands up by her face and sometimes sucks on her fingers or fist.

Alena’s dislikes:

Diaper changes! I mean, they really are the worst. She does not like being cold.

She likes getting her hair washed, but hates getting the rest of her body washed.

She does not appreciate being passed around when she’s found a cozy spot.

Recognizable features:

Alena has a full head of blackish brown hair. I’m sure you can guess where that comes from!

Her eyes, nose, and cheeks look a lot like big brother Lucas’s.

She has very long fingers and very long toes. They look just like mine.

Clues to her personally:

Alena will let us know very loudly if she’s upset. However, when she’s done expressing herself (and we’ve rectified the issue) she’s able to calm her self down and be content without much intervention from us.

She seems a bit more laid back and independent than her brother…at least for now!

She’s also more flexible and will sleep in a variety of places and nurse or take a bottle. Yay!

She’s a tough little one. She had jaundice and endured what seemed like countless heal pricks. If she was being held when they poked her, she didn’t cry. If they put her on a table she cried but would stop immediately when back in our arms.

Lucas is a loving, doting big brother. He’s eager to help and showers her with affection. It’s so sweet! It’ll be fun to see how their relationship develops over time. Alena stares intently at him, I’m guessing because of the contrast of his dark, dark eyes. He was the first to get a smile and although I’m sure it was involuntary, he felt pretty proud.

Jaime and I are doing well too, and adjusting to our life as a family of four! We feel so blessed and thankful for this precious new baby. To God be the glory, great things He has done!

Thirty-seven weeks

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In some ways it feels like the pregnancy has flown by. Well, at least to me. Betsy might give you a different answer. When we found out Betsy was pregnant it was hot and humid. In the last month, Lucas has missed eight days of school due to snow, ice, and polar vortexes (vortices?). I guess the change in weather is as good as any indicator to show how far we’ve come.  This past Wednesday, Betsy reached week thirty-seven of the pregnancy. It hasn’t been an easy road to get to this point. Betsy recently went back on IV antibiotics. Her breathing wasn’t quite where it should have been and in an effort to make sure she is in the best possible place heading towards labor and delivery her doctors decided it was the best course of action. Betsy also came down with a stomach virus (which she got from Lucas, which he might have gotten from me) which has been pretty draining. Still, she’s made it to thirty-seven weeks and that feels like a pretty big deal!

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The day we found out Betsy was pregnant (miss you summer)!

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Thirty-seven weeks!

It’s particularly significant because Lucas was born at thirty-six weeks! The story goes something like this: unsuspecting couple is having a quiet night in; they decide to watch a movie; pregnant wife suggests some ice cream; dutiful husband goes to fetch ice cream; husband returns with ice cream only to find his wife’s water has broken; frantic couple rushes to the hospital; baby is born twenty-seven hours later. Just like in the movies! We were caught off guard, to say the least. Betsy was bound and determined that this time around there would be zero chance that we weren’t ready for the arrival of our little one. The baby’s room has been ready for close to two months. All of the baby clothes have been washed and put away. Hospital bag has been packed since about November. 🙂 The infant car seat was installed a couple weeks ago. We have the name picked out (true story, Lucas was born so early we hadn’t even decided on his middle name yet!). We feel ready!

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We’ve got a name, even if all my suggestions were rejected! 😉

Of course, we have no idea just how big a change we are in for. It’s been seven and a half years just the three of us. And in the last few, in particular, we’ve found a certain equilibrium. That familiar, family dynamic is bound to be disrupted with the introduction of another human being. Last weekend we had one last “Lucas gets to make all of the choices” day. After church and a quick lunch we headed off to a park nearby to check out some great horned owls who nested and had babies. Then it was off to an arcade for a couple of hours of fun and games. We finished the day seeing The Lego Movie 2 and snagging some of his favorite chicken quesadillas from Qdoba for dinner. Of course we are all thrilled for the arrival of our baby girl but we have also loved every minute of being a family of three!

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Betsy and Lucas tearing it up at the skee-ball lanes!

So, yes, all is well! We feel blessed. We feel ready. We have no idea what weeks 38-40 will bring! And we are looking forward to introducing our little girl the next time we post. 🙂

P.S. As it’s International Women’s Day, I thought I would take a moment to pay tribute to all of the extraordinary women in my life. First and foremost, my wife Betsy, who has done what seemed impossible and soon will be the mother of two all while educating children and finding all of my stuff! To my mother Debbie and my mother-in-law Mary who raised 10 children between them without even one iPad (how, I’m not entirely sure!) and who are now a huge support to Betsy, Lucas, and me. To my sisters Tina and Ede and my sisters-in-law Carolina, Kristi, Julie, Laurie, and Carrie who are all raising families and pursuing meaningful work. I salute you all!

Dreaming Still?

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Have you ever woken up from a dream so vivid that you thought it was real? The kind of dream where you are almost surprised to find out it was a figment of your imagination? I haven’t! I almost never wake up even remembering my dreams.  I’m sure there is a psychological explanation for that. Betsy thinks it’s weird. It probably is.

Lately though I’ve felt like I have kind of been stumbling around in a dream. A vivid dream that feels real but hardly seems possible. Back in July we found out that Betsy was pregnant. Pregnant. We are overjoyed! It is a blessing that we did not imagine ourselves experiencing again. We had always wanted a second child and a sibling for Lucas but time and circumstances seemed to suggest that it was not a part of God’s plan for us. And, after a period of sadness and disappointment, we found true peace and were truly in love with our family of three. For the last seven years we have developed a rhythm and equilibrium and so much love among the three of us. And now we are going to be four? It hardly seems real.

But of course, it is real.

I am reminded daily by Lucas’s musings about his soon-to-be little sister. His excitement is palpable.

“Dad, do you think Lightbulb (we are keeping the real name a secret for now) will like animals?”

“Dad, how big is Lightbulb this week?” (Asparagus? Celery? Squash? I always forget!)

“Dad, I can’t wait to show Lightbulb her new room!”

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Lucas getting some practice holding his new cousin Elías.

There are other, daily, reminders that there is actually a baby on the way. Betsy is getting bigger and bigger. We can all feel the baby kicking regularly. Betsy has nearly eclipsed the 31 week mark. Generally speaking this pregnancy has been significantly tougher on Betsy.  She was really sick during the first trimester and there were some really rough days. Even some days when she thought she might not make it to 31 weeks. Still, she bore it all with a smile. Betsy’s lung function has held steady throughout the pregnancy and for that we are grateful. She completed a round of antibiotics over the holidays which actually gave her a much needed boost.

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There’s either a baby in there or an alien!

Still feeling the positive after the effects of the medications, Betsy has moved on to a serious nesting phase of late. Betsy has been busy washing up all of the baby clothes and setting up the baby’s room. Lucas was born four weeks early and honestly we could not have been less prepared. Betsy is determined not be caught off guard this time around even our little girl decides to make her entrance to the world before the due date.

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More pink this time around!

In spite of all the circumstantial evidence, sometimes I’ll still look over at Betsy and say, “WAIT. You’re having a baby?????” Most days I really do have to stop and pinch myself to be sure I’m not still dreaming. I’m pretty sure I’m not. 🙂

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Can’t wait to meet you sweet girl. ❤

 

 

Inadequate Words

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Today! Today is the day I’m finally going to write and publish this post. I’ve sat down to compose it several times and I just haven’t been able to find adequate words to describe what’s been happening in our lives the last four and a half months. I’m not sure there are words, but I’m going to give it a go.

We found out this summer that we are expecting another baby. Another baby! It still seems so unbelievable. I wasn’t expecting to share news of my 40th birthday and news of a new baby in the space of a few months. (Just for the record, this pregnancy has made me feel older than the hills. Welcome to 40, I guess!)

We have always wished for more children, but a few years after Lucas was born, it looked to us as though Lucas would be our only. I even wrote about it in a post called An Inheritance of One. We went ahead and grieved the loss of a bigger family and found contentment and peace. However, sometime after I wrote that post, we felt God calling us to consider that He may have another child for us. My first reaction was the plug my ears and hum. We had already done the hard work of letting go of that dream and I really didn’t want to take it up again. I knew opening my heart to this would lead to pain and struggle, and it did. However, we still had the desire and felt a strong leading from God.  We told God we would follow, although it was not without apprehension.  Right after this decision came a health crisis and years of fighting to try to regain health and lung function. It was confusing. It was heartbreaking. There were many very difficult periods during those years, and times where I simply couldn’t reconcile what was happening to me physically with the leading we had received from God. I wasn’t regaining all of the health I’d lost and I certainly wasn’t getting any younger. Every bump in the road, every downturn, every breathing test and doctors appointment was affected by this tension within me.

Yet this summer, after experiencing a stretch of improved stability, God gave us this gift of a new baby! His timing and plans don’t always match ours, and sometimes they don’t make a lot of sense to us. There’s a sort of a glorious absurdity to the fact that I’m pregnant now…at 40 years old with my lung function in the 30s, seven years after my first pregnancy. It’s not exactly what I would have imagined or planned. Yet it’s beautiful, perfect timing.

We are amazed at God’s goodness and are so grateful for this gift. It has not. been. easy. Almost immediately after I found out about the baby I began dealing with significant nausea and food aversions. I spend the first 17 weeks of the pregnancy hating almost every bite of food I forced into my mouth. Then there was the vomit (CF=coughing. Pregnancy=nausea. Coughing + nausea…I think you know where this is going…), and pervasive exhaustion. I’ve had a hard time sleeping, breathing, moving faster than a snail, leaving the house, and in general handling the normal demands of my life. But, yet, it has been so good. So good to fight for this, good to struggle for what we felt called to do. Ignoring God’s call or at least to giving it up when things were heading south would have been far easier and no one would have blamed us. But I’m so glad we didn’t. It has been a difficult journey but she is so worth it.

She. Did I say that yet? It’s a girl.

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Sweet baby girl.

One thing I’ve learned from having cystic fibrosis is that you cannot stop fighting for what is important to you, and you cannot stop fighting to live your life. Sometimes I fight for big things, sometimes for smaller things.  I know that if I don’t swim against the tide, this disease will sweep me away. There have been plenty of losses along the way. Loss is a reality for everyone with a disease like cystic fibrosis, and there is definitely strength and wisdom in sensing when it’s time to let go of certain things. Some battles are long and hard and I am disappointed in the end. Others, like this one, are long and hard with a great reward. It’s easy to say “Praise God!” when things turn out the way we want them, but I praise God for the disappointments, too. I know he has used them for my good, and my life is made fuller when I work and strive for good, even if I don’t get the result I want. The joy and pain, victories and defeats are all linked together to form the fabric of our lives. None of it is outside of God’s redemptive power. I’m reminded of a quote from Theodore Roosevelt. He said, “Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.”

In the end, we felt God reassuring us that if he gave us the gift, he would also give me the strength. This new baby is not likely to make my health better or my life easier. If this pregnancy is any indication, the next few years will be a challenge! But they will also be wonderful. Jaime and I keep looking at each other in disbelief. We cannot believe this is happening. We are so, so thankful. She has already enriched our lives so much.

I visited my CF specialist this week and we are grateful that in spite of feeling short of breath, congested and asthmatic, my lung function is the same as it was pre-pregnancy. My oxygen levels were still at 99%, my blood pressure, temperature and heart rate were normal, and I’ve gained a healthy amount of weight. It was such a relief to see these positive indicators. The bottom line is that although I feel worse than usual, my body is actually managing quite well.

Lucas has been beside himself with excitement since we told him about the baby. He regularly reads up on her development on my pregnancy tracker app. He has been counting weeks and keeps track of the baby’s size as compared to a fruit or vegetable. If you ask him he can recite, by memory, her relative size now (banana) and what she will be each week up to 40 weeks. He asks about the baby first thing each morning and when he gets home after school. He gives her (my abdomen) the sweetest most gentle snuggles and whispers words of love to his tiny sibling. He came with us to the ultrasound last week and heard first hand that the baby was a girl which was what he was hoping for! He was able to recognize her face, her feet and hands, and to see her tiny heart beating. There have been so many sweet moments.

He’s been very protective and loving towards me as well. Here are a few recent Lucas quotes that made me smile:

“Hey Mom, I’ll race you to the car! WAIT! No! Mom, don’t run. I’ll just race Dad until the baby comes, okay?”

“Mom, I’m sorry your life is so hard right now. Dad, aren’t you glad only girls can have babies?!”

“Hi Baby! It’s your big brother. I can’t wait to meet you!”

“It’s okay Mom, you don’t have to come to my practice tonight. You can just rest.”

“Whoa, Mom, I think your stomach is EVEN BIGGER than last time I saw you!” (As in five minutes ago when you got home from school?)

I had (mistakenly) told him I’d feel better after the first trimester was over so he planned and threw a party for me on the first day of the second trimester. He bought me flowers and wrote me a card. He felt I needed some new clothes for the pregnancy so Jaime took him to pick out some maternity shirts. He also wanted to buy gifts for the baby and chose some toys and clothes. It was so much fun! He was temporarily frustrated when I continued with the vomiting etc. into the second trimester but he didn’t make me return the gifts 🙂

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Blurry but sweet!

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Some toys for the baby.

He, of course, has no idea how much this baby will change his charmed only-child existence, but regardless, I think he’s going to take it in stride and make a fantastic older brother. He can’t wait.

So there you have it. My words, inadequate though they may be, to share our joy with you all. Hopefully this will be just the first of many posts about our daughter. Stay tuned.

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My very unprofessional bathroom-mirror selfie, in case you wanted a glimpse of my growing belly. 🙂

SEVEN Years Old

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Happy birthday to our rapidly growing boy! True to my predictions, six was a great age, and we’re ready to see what seven holds. Lucas is more independent but still likes to spend lots of time with me and his dad. He has become more social this year (thanks, school!) and has told me several times this summer that he needs some kids to play with. I’m glad he’s expanding his social circle, but I hope to stay in the mix for a while yet!

Here are his current favorites:

  • Color: still ORANGE! 
  • Food: Chicken quesadillas
  • Song: Beach Bummer by AC Newman
  • Sport: All soccer all the time!
  • Animal: I think cats have officially edged out chickens although he still loves chickens. He just really REALLY wants an orange cat. (Don’t tell our dads, but he might just get one someday).
  • Book: Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day by Judith Viorst (I mean, who doesn’t like to laugh at poor Alexander?!) He also loves Frog and Toad books written by Arnold Lobel.
  • Movie: The Lego Batman Movie

His biggest interest at the moment is Lego DC super heroes and the Justice League. The Flash is his favorite hero followed closely by Batman, Batman’s team and Wonder Woman. He spends hours in his room playing with his Legos and has amassed a rather disturbingly large collection in a short time. He makes original movies with the heros and villains and after rehearsing and perfecting them, performs them for us. When he makes a new movie, he designs a DVD case for it complete with a photo of the action to come on the front and a summary on the back.

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DVD case for “Batman versus the Rogues”

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Disc plus bonus disc

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Back cover summary: This is a wonderful day in the USA. Now the clown prince of crime, the Joker, broke into the Planet. As the Joker works with Bane, Harley Quinn, Trickster, Darkseid, Moth Man, and Catwoman, will Batman and Robin, Batgirl and Cyborg fix it?

He recently recreated a Lego Batman game he plays on Jaime’s phone with his Legos. It included obstacles and battles and earning coins to “unlock” new super heroes for the game. He wrote out a clue card for each villain with tips to defeat them. I thought it was such a wonderful idea, until I realized that executing his plan would require me to make 13 small white boxes to conceal unearned super heroes. That’s a lot of small white boxes and a lot of folding. A lot.

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Lucas also made up his own team of super heroes.  That group is called Team Betsy and I am the main hero (*blush).  He made himself along with Jaime and me, and then each one of my sisters and my parents by mixing and matching Lego minifigures! My mom is styling in her bright pink pants and red cape and my dad has some sweet bat wings! It is a special kind of awesome 🙂 I’ve seen one “movie” called “The Delamission of Betsy.” And no, I don’t know what a delamission is, even post movie.  We battled some pretty intense villains but made it through. Go Team Betsy!

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Grandma and Grandpa Waterloo as super heroes!

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Blond Jaime, Lucas and me. (I’m a little drab…I might want to switch outfits with my mom!)

Lucas has taken to writing stories down in his journal, too. Many of them are from the action and adventure genre although there’s a few personal narratives in there as well. Like a true writer he starts stories and then gets a new idea and skips some pages and starts another. There are several completed stories in there but I’m still waiting on the conclusion of our Chicago trip personal narrative from March.  Perhaps I shouldn’t hold my breath. I bought him a new journal the other day. He was like, “Ooooooh, fresh pages!” He prefers to do all his writing with an orange mechanical pencil, 0.9 lead thickness, with a good eraser.

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Lucas still wants to be a farmer but overall his interest in farms has diminished (*sniff). I think this is largely due to being in school full-time and the resulting decrease in visits to our local petting farm.  We put his toy farm in the basement a few months ago but he did gets parts of it back out this summer so he could restart his barnyard soccer leagues. A few of the animals got new names (such as Gretl the cat who is a spitting imagine of his cousin-cat named Gretl). Thankfully we still get to enjoy performances from some of the old favorites: Henny, Goaters, Donkers, Peacocky, and Hirman.

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The animals are facing off at the farm!

Soccer continues to be a big part of Lucas’s life, and not only at his toy farm. He loves to attend Detroit City FC games with Jaime and his buddy Greyson.

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DCFC’s biggest fans.

This year he got to do a walkout with his favorite player Shawn Lawson which was so exciting! Shawn is such an awesome guy and pays extra attention to Lucas which has been so special. It’s pretty amazing to have a hero who is accessible, knows your name, and goes out of his way to acknowledge you!

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Lucas and Shawn

Lucas loves playing soccer on his King Cobras Rec and Ed team and wants Jaime to coach his team forever. It’s been fun to see him develop soccer skills but also to work on broader skills like determination, perseverance, and confidence.

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King Cobras!

Lucas still loves deer signs, especially when we unexpectedly find new ones! He is a notorious night owl. We have had a loose bedtime of 9:00pm for the summer but we can often still hear him knocking around in his room after 11:00. He despises getting up early. He likes reading, riding his bike, and being in perpetual motion.  He enjoys a good potty-related joke. He is stubborn, creative and affectionate. He is introverted but loves to spend time with family and friends. He’s sweet and loving and occasionally spices things up with an impressive outburst of temper. He is protective and caring and loves God. He asks difficult, thoughtful questions. You know he’s comfortable when he breaks into song or talks incessantly (it happens!). Lucas is the most wonderful gift. We love him so much!

Happy 7th Birthday, Sweet Baby Boy!

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Continued Conversations with Lucas

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Love and Laughter!

Expressions of love:

L: Mommy, this is my favorite place on your cheek to kiss you.

B: Aww, thanks.

L: It’s soft and cute and it smells so good, like a rose!

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L: Mommy, I love you and Daddy so much!

B: We love you too, Baby!

L: But I love you sooo much. I love you more than soccer! And superheros! And even more than kitties!!

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L: Mommy, when I’m older and live with my wife, you can visit me every day.

B: Can I get that in writing?

L: Sure, Mom, no problem.

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B: Can I call you “Cute Cheeks?”

L: Well, sometimes.

B: When?

L: Maybe just at home because otherwise it might be kind of embarrassing. Also, not if someone is here for dinner.

Boys will be boys:

L: Here you go, Mommy [puts a tiny, unidentifiable object in my hand.]

B: Um…thanks? What is that?

L: I don’t know. I found it in my pants.

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L: [whispering]. Hey Daddy…

J: What?

L/J: [Loud whispering and peals of laughter]

L: Shhhh! Don’t tell Mommy! She thinks poo-poo is gross and not funny!

A window into the soul of an introvert:

L: Mom, kids are a lot easier to meet than grownups.

B: Oh yeah? Why is that?

L: Grownups get really excited to meet kids. It’s a lot to handle. And they’re big. Kids are much smaller and less excited so they’re easier to meet.

Can someone else answer these questions?

L: Mom, does God know the future?

B: Yes, I think he does. [Additional explanation attempted].

L: Oh. Mom, are there bad guys in heaven?

B: Well…

L: Also, do people who don’t know God go to heaven?

B: [Gives a woefully inadequate answer]

L: How can God and Jesus be the same person?

B: [Tries to explain with a metaphor]

L: And Mom, one more thing..

B: [Bracing myself…]

L: Can you imagine if there was a banana peel on a big patch of ice? It would be soooo slippery!! HAHAHAHAHA!

Random Funny-ness:

L: Mom, summer is my favorite season. What about you?

B: Summer is my favorite season too!

L: After summer I like spring best, but fall is only my third favorite, because it’s a little droopy.

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L: I’m going to tickle Daddy’s ear ball.

B: Do you mean earlobe?

L: No, I call it an ear ball.

B: Well I call it an earlobe. Because that’s what it is.

L: No! Mom! Pretend you don’t want to and call it an ear ball, because that’s what it looks like. Trust me, it’s better.

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J: Uncle Greg almost missed his plane home! I fell back asleep after my alarm went off and he forgot to set one.

L: Oh man, if Uncle Greg missed his plane and stayed in Florida, Aunt Tina would have to get a new husband. And that’s expensive!

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