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The Kids are growing up so fast before my eyes. I can not hug them enough or say enough I love yous in one day to even touch on the amount of love my heart has for them. Jetta is becoming such a wonderful friend to me. We cook together and talk all day about anything and everything. Just yesterday we were walking back to the studio form bb bistro and she was just making me laugh and laugh and I thought to myself, "wow, I helped create this amazing child who I enjoy so much and that makes me laugh out loud! Wow! That is pretty amazing." She is an exceptional child, and we all love her so much. the pure joy that Pilot has when he sees her is beautiful. Of course, in the next minute she takes his toy and that joy is wiped of his face as fast as it appeared......is another story. Ha! That's reality for you.
Pilot continues to be a joy in the family. He only has a few "half" words like, Bu for bird, monk for monkey, ca for car, es for yes, and some whole clear words like up, mama, daddy, jetta, truck, and no. He loves to say no and has many different ways to say it. His cute lips pucker out and he really exaggerates the sound like, " noooooooooo!" He did put 2 words together the other day. He was asked if he wanted to go to Grandma Boo's house and go to the park and he say "noooooo" and then said "es (yes) Boo!"
We celebrate the little things.
We are grateful for each day we have together.
I hope there are many more
Friday, October 17, 2008
Good Night, See you when the sun is bright........
Our nightly falmily sleeping routine.....
we go through the whole tucking in routine.... night night.. sleep tight.. see you when the sun is bright.... check on me 10 times in 1 minute... when i stop singing, come check on me.... i have to go the bathroom.... ok, i have to give mommy and pilot one last hug... ok, good night, see you when the sun is bright... i need a drink of water... (drinks all water)... go fill up my water and then check on me when you bring it in...
by the time i bring the water in, she is sound asleep. i'm able to stroke her forehead and give her a kiss...
we say good night to mommy (another whole good night routine involving blowing kisses and last minute "i'm feeling hungary" runs to the kitchen for keefer or cheese) and pilot and i head for the basement. once in the basement, pilot settles in on the pull out couch, pulls the covers up to his chin and nestles comfortably in the crook of my arm and chest. i watch a little tv and he drifts off to sleep. he would never ever just lay next to priscilla and drift off to sleep. not without incessant demands for nah-nahs.
after pilot falls out i might pay some bills, catch up on work, or just watch a little tv, but one thing is constant. around 9:30 or 10 i'll hear the pitter patter of feet across the ceiling and the opening of the basement door... bang as it hits the pantry shelves. the creak of the stairs as feet come down. not the quiet stepping of an adult trying to make there way in silence, but the hard stepping, thumping of a 4 year old, half asleep, feeling her way down to the basement. her bed for most of each night. she walks by with her eyes squinting... her face all squinched up.. sometimes with her arms completely covering her eyes. she marches straight to her bed, as instructed (so as not to wake up pilot), straightens her covers.... and climbs in. sound asleep within 3 seconds.
why don't we just tuck her in to bed in the basement in the first place? she spends about 2 hours in her own bed each night... but i smile and am filled with the greatest joy each night when i hear those thudding, half asleep footsteps passing overhead. i like to give her a little wave which is always returned with a big wild wave and a whisper, "hi daddy... i just had to come down cause i missed you and i love you... good night"
we go through the whole tucking in routine.... night night.. sleep tight.. see you when the sun is bright.... check on me 10 times in 1 minute... when i stop singing, come check on me.... i have to go the bathroom.... ok, i have to give mommy and pilot one last hug... ok, good night, see you when the sun is bright... i need a drink of water... (drinks all water)... go fill up my water and then check on me when you bring it in...
by the time i bring the water in, she is sound asleep. i'm able to stroke her forehead and give her a kiss...
we say good night to mommy (another whole good night routine involving blowing kisses and last minute "i'm feeling hungary" runs to the kitchen for keefer or cheese) and pilot and i head for the basement. once in the basement, pilot settles in on the pull out couch, pulls the covers up to his chin and nestles comfortably in the crook of my arm and chest. i watch a little tv and he drifts off to sleep. he would never ever just lay next to priscilla and drift off to sleep. not without incessant demands for nah-nahs.
after pilot falls out i might pay some bills, catch up on work, or just watch a little tv, but one thing is constant. around 9:30 or 10 i'll hear the pitter patter of feet across the ceiling and the opening of the basement door... bang as it hits the pantry shelves. the creak of the stairs as feet come down. not the quiet stepping of an adult trying to make there way in silence, but the hard stepping, thumping of a 4 year old, half asleep, feeling her way down to the basement. her bed for most of each night. she walks by with her eyes squinting... her face all squinched up.. sometimes with her arms completely covering her eyes. she marches straight to her bed, as instructed (so as not to wake up pilot), straightens her covers.... and climbs in. sound asleep within 3 seconds.
why don't we just tuck her in to bed in the basement in the first place? she spends about 2 hours in her own bed each night... but i smile and am filled with the greatest joy each night when i hear those thudding, half asleep footsteps passing overhead. i like to give her a little wave which is always returned with a big wild wave and a whisper, "hi daddy... i just had to come down cause i missed you and i love you... good night"
Monday, August 11, 2008
"Boo!" said Pilot
Pilot's favorite game is Boo. He loves to surprise people and yell out a big BOOOOOO!!!!! Boppy taught him the game and now he does it all day and then dies laughing at himself.
we just came home form a wonderful vacation in Ocean city with the Bergmans' and our family. One night in the middle of the night. I had just t finished nursing Piolt back to sleep and he had the covers over his head. So I pulled them down for him to breath and went to the bathroom. When I returned, they were back over his head, so I just got in bed next to him to go back to sleep, when he pulled the covers down and looked at me with a big BOO!. It was 3am , but I couldn't help but laugh out loud. He is just so funny!
we just came home form a wonderful vacation in Ocean city with the Bergmans' and our family. One night in the middle of the night. I had just t finished nursing Piolt back to sleep and he had the covers over his head. So I pulled them down for him to breath and went to the bathroom. When I returned, they were back over his head, so I just got in bed next to him to go back to sleep, when he pulled the covers down and looked at me with a big BOO!. It was 3am , but I couldn't help but laugh out loud. He is just so funny!
Saturday, April 05, 2008
Blood
Jetta asked me about my period (which I just got after a 2 year break with being pregnant and nursing) and I explained to her a little about how women bleed and why. She left the room and then came back and said "Mommy?, I have a little blood around my waist. That is because I am getting older and older and older and I am almost going to get my egg." It is amazing how interested in everything she is.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
HI!!!
Pilot is waving all the time now. The minute he hears the words Hi, Bye, or wave, he starts waving away! It is so cute.
I Love My Big Sister
Pilot just loves his sister. She was having a little cry over some "spilt milk" and he ran right over to her and put his arm around her to comfort her. And it worked. Every night we tuck Jetta into bed and giver a kiss goodnight as a family. Last night, I said "good night Jetta" and Pilot ran over to the side of her bed and reached his little lips up and gave her a kiss. He was so proud of himself he kept running back and forth from the door to her bed to kiss her over and over. I love the way they love one another.
Pilot 1st Birthday Party
Pilot, Me and Rain (Pilots best little friend) enjoying the party
Pilot had his 1st birthday. Jetta was right there to help him blow out his candel.
He was trully the life of the party. I think he loved eating the cake, but had more fun with it on he head.
Pilot with his buddy Rain who is 2 weeks younger than him.
Look at that yummy cake. I have to say it was a delicious cake I made. Strawberry layer cake with marscepone icing. Yummm.....
Pilot had his 1st birthday. Jetta was right there to help him blow out his candel.
He was trully the life of the party. I think he loved eating the cake, but had more fun with it on he head.
Pilot with his buddy Rain who is 2 weeks younger than him.
Look at that yummy cake. I have to say it was a delicious cake I made. Strawberry layer cake with marscepone icing. Yummm.....
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Pilot is a funny boy!
Pilot is such a funny boy! Whenever he hears music or if he thinks something is funny (which is all the time) he starts dancing. He stomps his feet and does a twirl. We are just laughing all the time with him.
As you can see.....he loves peek-a-boo and getting into tight spaces. He is so quick. I just take my eyes off him for one second and he is off finding something to get into.
He is almost a year old. Actually he is smiling at me right now as he dances in the corner of the kitchen. He is so good at playing with the other children. He loves a party and loves the outdoors.
Our little Pilot is a true joy. He brings such a feeling of happiness to our home. Viewing things from behind his eyes, the world looks so exciting and full of kindness and blissful wonders.
Thanks Pi!
As you can see.....he loves peek-a-boo and getting into tight spaces. He is so quick. I just take my eyes off him for one second and he is off finding something to get into.
He is almost a year old. Actually he is smiling at me right now as he dances in the corner of the kitchen. He is so good at playing with the other children. He loves a party and loves the outdoors.
Our little Pilot is a true joy. He brings such a feeling of happiness to our home. Viewing things from behind his eyes, the world looks so exciting and full of kindness and blissful wonders.
Thanks Pi!
Monday, February 04, 2008
New Gluten Free Cookbook
My New Gluten Free Cookbook is now available in PDF Format!
Living, Loving, and Cooking With My Daughter, The Cookbook that explores the Art of Creating Nutrient-Dense Gluten-Free Foods
I decided to compile my traditionally prepared gluten-free recipes in a book after many requests from friends and family. More than a cookbook, these pages document my relationship with my daughter Jetta and my journey as a Mother. I hope other Mothers find this book helpful in creating easy and nourishing meals for their children.
You can buy it now by going to: www.nourishingyouandyourchildren.blogspot.com
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