Archive for category: The Barnlings

Oh Abe. Sometimes, like tonight, Abe couldn’t wipe the smile off his face. He grins so brightly and says, “My mouth won’t stop smiling.” It’s cheery and cute.  His permagrin tonight was because his top right tooth is really loose and almost ready to come out.  He’s delighted.  His first and only tooth he lost was at the dentist’s… which is no fun.  Maybe for Christmas he’ll be able to wish for his 2 Front Teeth.

Tonight when I tucked him in he told me about how dark it was last night… so dark that he couldn’t see to plug in his Christmas lights… so he found the chair and knew the way from there. Then he said, “It’s like in real life when you make bad choices it’s hard to find heaven.” Then we talked about how when you hold to the rod (find the chair) then you are able to make it to the LIGHT. This kid is thinkin’… very good son.
Here is Abe listening to and reading Grandpa Price’s Bambi Book. She seemed content.

We’ve also got a ninja doing his Thursday spelling test review.  And lastly… a Santa Ninja when we were decorating the tree.

Lastly… tonight at dinner Abe said for Christmas he wanted to take cello lessons. Sorry – but I chuckled. Cello… not exactly what I see in Abe’s future… bless his heart. See Cello Wars for his inspiration.

said little max … to mom and dad … nearly every day in the month of November. The odds of us thinking the same thing as Maxwell would be slim. But oh, we laugh. And so does he.

Today I scolded Max for screaming his lungs out at Abe. I told him he needed to be soft and nice. And he leaned over my head and said, “but Mommy, I need you.” Ummm… okay. Later he said to Jimmy, “But Daddy, I like you.”

Here we have Max reading a Ninjago book to Eliza.  Yikes… I don’t know about the scary spinjiztu-go pictures.  We may need to ban that one – Eliza looks a little stunned.

Max dipping pretzels in chocolate for our Friday night activity.  And last of all… “Show me your smile.”  That Max has a great one.

Today at tithing settlement Max kept saying random things to the Bishop even when everyone else was talking, “My name is Maxwell… but my family calls me Max.”   He is in a funny stage right now with his speech.  We love it!

Lastly… Max often says, “Mommy, what are you going to do with me?” And I reply, “Love you!” And he calmly says with a smile, “Oh, ok!”

1:38 a.m. enter Max… needing to go potty… starts crying… his croup, of course, is really barky and tight. Of course – because croup is at it’s best in the middle of the night. always.

1:38:30 a.m. enter tru… following max into mom and dad’s room. coughing his wet cough. not croup. trying to hit max to ‘stop’ that noise.

everyone is semi-calmed down.  priesthood blessing for little max who is struggling to breathe.  poor kiddo.

snuggle in blankets and sit on the front porch to breathe cold night air… in hopes the croup will calm down.

what do we see? ORION in all it’s glory.

wow, the stars are bright on a clear night in November.

“what is that?”
“oh, it’s an airplane. it has colors. red and green.”
“that is a nice kiss mom. thanks.”

cold air. check.

snuggle in mom’s bed.
“daddy, mom is going to take me to the doctor when it is sunny.”
“mommy, what are you going to do with me?”
“Love you.”
“Oh, ok.”

Nighters once again Max.

just so ya know… if you type in starry night into google… this is what you get:

and also so you know… this is what you’ll find if you type in “starry sky” into google… some japanese anime rock group.

who knew?!

ah – yes… this is what we’ll find if we search for ORION:

stars … amazing!

p.s. you know what max said at the doctor’s office when sitting on my lap. “I am sooo happy.” And just now he came up and said, “Guess what? I like you, mom.” So I kissed him. He said with a big smile, “That was a nice kiss.” Max is so funny. When he first came down with croup Sunday morning, he thought it was so funny how his voice and cough sounded like a barking dog. Hopefully the steroids will help and we’ll have a good night sleep tonight.

One thing I’ve learned from Eliza as a newborn is that one can be happy and full of joy, even with a double chin. This girl knows who she is… so fresh from heaven… a daughter of God.

Why is it that once we’ve been on earth for a while, we let the “World” influence our thoughts? As a society, we always want to be skinnier, cuter, with smoother skin, etc. I’m one who laments the fact that I got the double chin. But – why not embrace it?… see it as a gift from the ancestors! :)

Sigh… hardly any exercise, and eating yummy treats isn’t workin’ for a slimmer post-partum-mama. I’m going to make an effort to see the good in myself even if I’m not as healthy as I wish I were, etc. And making my body more healthy will be a nice goal to work towards… but a healthy spirit and emotional self is good too.

p.s. isn’t that such a cute quilt in the background? My friend Melissa Dickson gave this to Eliza with a cute matching burp rag. I love the bright fun pattern. Plus, that gal is so talented in the quilt department. I loved seeing all the fabulous quilts she made when I’d go visiting teaching. Love talented people!

p.p.s.  i just reread this post that I wrote a few days ago… it’s up-down-all-around and is probably contradicting itself with “love who you are”… but “work towards a healthier you”… does that work?  Well… anyways… it is what it is.  Mostly I just love Eliza… love that she is so sweet… love that she is so innocent and perfect straight from heaven… love her precious example of purity.