Thursday, November 18, 2010
A A Apple
Last week Sam and Ben and I learned about the letter A. Since a says the sound "a" as in apple, we learned all about apples.
The boys enjoyed seeing all the different varieties of apples and different colors and different tastes. Sam's favorite was the pink lady while Ben's was "Canpa's apple". The girls told us that Grandpa's favorite apple was the red delicious and Ben decided that was his favorite too!
Tasting all the different apples
Sam helping me peel all the apples so we could make applesauce! It was very good; however, only Ben and Anna would eat it.
It even looked pretty!
Later we sat on the porch and read books about apples. Even Emma got to listen to the books.
Sam has learned all the letter names and sounds and has started putting sounds together to form words. It won't be long and he'll be reading easy words.
The boys enjoyed seeing all the different varieties of apples and different colors and different tastes. Sam's favorite was the pink lady while Ben's was "Canpa's apple". The girls told us that Grandpa's favorite apple was the red delicious and Ben decided that was his favorite too!
Tasting all the different apples
Sam helping me peel all the apples so we could make applesauce! It was very good; however, only Ben and Anna would eat it.
It even looked pretty!
Later we sat on the porch and read books about apples. Even Emma got to listen to the books.
Sam has learned all the letter names and sounds and has started putting sounds together to form words. It won't be long and he'll be reading easy words.Pumpkin Patch
The kids and I went to a local pumpkin patch a few weeks ago and had a great time. This is the second year we've gone. Last year, they had an actual pumpkin patch with pumpkins growing on the vine. This year, they were unable to grow pumpkins because of the hot weather. The owner told us they tried four different times and they couldn't get the pumpkins to grow. We were disappointed, but the kids still enjoyed the time there.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
November 13
November 13 comes and goes each year without much of a thought to most people. But not to me.
November 13, 2003 was the day I lost the eleven week old baby I was carrying. Miscarriage was something that happened to other people, not to me. I had already had four pregnancies, resulting in four healthy babies, so I automatically assumed that my fifth pregnancy would yield the same. Sadly, it didn't.
I was very surprised at the fact that I was having a miscarriage. I was also very surprised at how much it hurt. It was, in fact, much like being in labor. I left the hospital feeling like I do after I have a baby, just, without the baby. I think the saddest part of the whole ordeal was being wheeled out with nothing in my arms. My arms literally ached.
It's been seven years. I really only dwell on what "might have been" two days a year. November 13, the day he or she died, and May 30, the day he or she would have been born. I still miss that baby. I wonder if it was a boy or girl and what he or she would have been like.
But I take great comfort in knowing that he/she lived every day of the life God had planned. I don't understand it, but I trust Him.
One day I will meet my baby and hold him or her and together we will worship the One who gave us life. What a day that will be!
November 13, 2003 was the day I lost the eleven week old baby I was carrying. Miscarriage was something that happened to other people, not to me. I had already had four pregnancies, resulting in four healthy babies, so I automatically assumed that my fifth pregnancy would yield the same. Sadly, it didn't.
I was very surprised at the fact that I was having a miscarriage. I was also very surprised at how much it hurt. It was, in fact, much like being in labor. I left the hospital feeling like I do after I have a baby, just, without the baby. I think the saddest part of the whole ordeal was being wheeled out with nothing in my arms. My arms literally ached.
It's been seven years. I really only dwell on what "might have been" two days a year. November 13, the day he or she died, and May 30, the day he or she would have been born. I still miss that baby. I wonder if it was a boy or girl and what he or she would have been like.
But I take great comfort in knowing that he/she lived every day of the life God had planned. I don't understand it, but I trust Him.
One day I will meet my baby and hold him or her and together we will worship the One who gave us life. What a day that will be!
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Emma at Four Months
Emma turned four months old yesterday.
She has grown alot this month. She loves chewing on her hands and has started drooling constantly.
She has started noticing her hands and has started bringing them to her mouth or to whatever object she sees.
She has also started rolling herself out of her swing like this! She knows how to move her feet so she slips out. Good thing her swing sits on the floor.
She weighs 19 pounds! She is wearing 9- 12 month clothes.
Emma is still so content, all the time. She hardly ever fusses.
She has however, become very loud! I've had to take her out of church several times because she has been talking so loudly!
Emma sleeps 10-12 hours a night. This morning I woke her up at 10am!
We love you Emma Grace! I can't imagine how we lived without you!
She has grown alot this month. She loves chewing on her hands and has started drooling constantly.
She has started noticing her hands and has started bringing them to her mouth or to whatever object she sees.
She has also started rolling herself out of her swing like this! She knows how to move her feet so she slips out. Good thing her swing sits on the floor.
She weighs 19 pounds! She is wearing 9- 12 month clothes.
Emma is still so content, all the time. She hardly ever fusses. 
She has however, become very loud! I've had to take her out of church several times because she has been talking so loudly!
Emma sleeps 10-12 hours a night. This morning I woke her up at 10am!
We love you Emma Grace! I can't imagine how we lived without you! Kindergarten Days
Sam's letter of the week this week was "L" for leaf. One day, the boys and I made pictures of trees with colorful leaves falling down. The leaves were made by their thumbs dipped in paint.
They loved it.
When I sit down to do school with Sam, Ben is right there with us. He insists on being included in everything.
Which is fine. It keeps him busy and out of trouble.
And he loves it!
And this child never lets me forget to do school with him and doesn't understand why we can't do it even on Saturday and Sunday.
I hope he's always like that.
They loved it.
When I sit down to do school with Sam, Ben is right there with us. He insists on being included in everything.
Which is fine. It keeps him busy and out of trouble.
And he loves it!
And this child never lets me forget to do school with him and doesn't understand why we can't do it even on Saturday and Sunday.
I hope he's always like that.(Alright, I know he won't be, but I can hope, can't I?)
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