2009 Recap

From our Family to Yours

Merry Christmas

Thanks for Having a Birthday

Dear Jesus,
Thank you for having a birthday so we can celebrate. We are not just excited, we are SUPER EXCITED!!!"

Love,
Chloe (age 5)

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I love Christmas time. I love Christmas music. I use a small amount of self restraint and wait until Thanksgiving to listen to it almost all day. This year, Chloe is starting to listen to the words of the songs more and asking lots of questions. Brings a whole new depth to the songs for me this year. Explaining their Truths (okay...not to Rudolph or Frosty but the REAL Christmas songs) has brought tears to my eyes more than once this season. And I am grateful for that. Thankful for a 5 year old that wants to understand how this God became Man thing works and why it works and what a HUGE act of love it was and is. Wanting a deeper understanding of it myself too.

So, thank you, Jesus, for having a birthday so that we could be re-born. You are love and I love that. Make me more like you.

Happy Birthday.

Love,
Sarah

Jeans Drool

Apparently...

"Sweat pants rule. Jeans drool"

At least that is what Chloe said this morning when I made her change out of her "sweat pants"...oooorrr...her cotton capri pants...into jeans that seemed more weather appropriate.

Mental note: Sweat pants rule. Jeans drool.

WHAT?!?!? Is she 12??? I am soooo not ready for this.

* in my defense...she DOES pick out her clothes most days...just not TODAY...wait... she DID choose the top portion of her outfit...just not her pants. So technically, I am still not a control freak.

Things they are saying...

Everyday...almost at the exact same time...Eli will ask for Gummy Osos.
"Mama, pease I have gummy osos?"
Turns out 'Oso' is 'bear' in Spanish...like from Special Agent Oso on the Disney Chanel...yep, Eli made that connection to his gummy bear vitamins. How smart is he?

Also, we have a very polite little man. E says 'pease' for almost everything. So. Sweet.

Today, after offering for Chloe to spend her room time in the play room (aka: back corner of the living room in the apartment) she was delighted. But then was concerned...if she was downstairs and I was upstairs, who would take care of her?

This short and sincere monologue with eyes looking up and to the side ensued...

"But who will take care of me??? Well...I do know karate... (ummm...no she doesn't) And if someone came to the door...if I knew them...like Matt (the roofing guy)...then I could probably talk to him..."

I interrupted her there...
"Chloe, thank you for being so brave. But if anyone, ANYONE, knocked on the door, I would want you to come and get me. Okay?"

She understood...but how funny is it that she thinks she can do karate?!?!? Her total and complete knowledge of karate is 'chopping' toilet paper in half when Kevin holds both ends.

So yeah...she should be good.

Boo.

can't get my picture uploader thingy to transfer pictures from my camera.

boo. boo.

double. boo.

She's Becoming a Writer

Letters are starting to come together for Chloe.

Her very-first-written-all-my-herself word was: FROG.

A little random...I know...But...FROG!! How cute is that?!

She wrote it like 7 times in a row one day with no help...I was shocked and she told me she learned it on Super Why...see, one pay off for those looooong TV days...
(Thank you Super Why and PBS)

Other words on her ever growing list:

CHLOE (has had this one down for a couple years)
ELI
SAMMY
SAM (smart girl)
OK (she is pretty proud of this one...'The letters say how to spell it!!')

Lots of conversations being had as we list all the words we can think of that start with a certain letter...
SUPER FUN!