Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Gingerbread House

Baby T. loves to go places he shouldn't -like digging in the potted plants and behind the coffee table to pull on the cords. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa for the gingerbread house. The kids all had a great time putting it together - they even watched the instructions online first then decorated until their heart was content. However, they only let it last a couple hours then they ate some of it. Within the next 3 days it was gone.


Thanksgiving Weekend Traditions






Setting up Christmas
Every day after Thanksgiving we set up all our Christmas stuff. Since it was nice weather we were able to set up the lights and the things on the inside. Here are some pictures of the festivities. FYI, my husband was the early bird who did the Black Friday shopping - I value my sleep too much.

Thanksgiving

For Thanksgiving we were able to see both sets of grandparents. How lucky we are to have family close by so our kids can grow up knowing their grandparents and having the support of them as well as uncles and aunts. This is the older boys with grandma.
Big T. showing grandpa his loose tooth.

I love spaghetti


Every mother has a picture like this of each of her kids. Here is Baby T.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

New Words

Baby T. is 11 months old tomorrow. His first words were Mama and Dada. Then uh-oh. Yesterday he added a new word - "Bye Bye" and he has used it in context a few times already.

The shape of the world today

(I copied this from my brother-in-laws blog.)
The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary.
My confession: I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees, Christmas trees.. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are: Christmas trees. It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, 'Merry Christmas' to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it It shows that we are all brothers and sisterscelebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu . If people want a creche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away. I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution and I don't like it being shoved down my throat. Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship celebrities and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him? I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too. But there are a lot of us who are wondering where these celebrities came from and where the America we knew went to.. In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke; it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking. Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her 'How could God let something like this happen?' (regarding Katrina) Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said, 'I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?' In light of recent events... terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found a few years ago) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK. Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school. The Bible says thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK. Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said OK. Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves. Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with 'WE REAP WHAT WE SOW.' Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says. Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing. Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace. Are you laughing yet? Funny how when you forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it. Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us. Pass it on if you think it has merit. If not then just discard it... no one will know you did. But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in.My Best Regards,Honestly and respectfully,Ben Stein

Monday, December 1, 2008

We have a dog

Little Baby T. is walking all over the place. He also likes to walk while holding onto your hand. For a while now he has also liked sticking things in his mouth and crawling around with those things hanging out of his mouth - very often socks. Big J. today said "Baby T. likes to hold my hand and go on a walk like a dog and he likes to stick things in his mouth and crawl around like a dog, so I guess we kind of have a dog." I certainly am glad it's not a real dog; the "baby" dog is the cutest most wonderful type of "pet" a person can have.