WHAAAAT??!! I cannot believe my last post was over a year ago. Seriously that year FLEW by. Guess that's what happens when you add a third child!
We were definitely in survival mode for 2019. Hopefully 2020 will be more "thriving" and not mere "surviving." We are forever grateful for the village God has given us to help us with the huge task of raising these boys. We couldn't do it on our own. We have received much-needed help and encouragement from our parents, siblings, friends, church and neighbors!
Anders James was born 9.2.19 at 12:19 pm after a fast and furious labor and delivery. He was 8 lbs. 5 oz. He's four months now and seems HUGE. He's in the 98th percentile for height! He is quite possibly the most smiley baby who ever lived. Not kidding. If he's awake, it's almost guaranteed he'll be smiling at you. Peaceful. That's the other word I'd use to sum up his sweet little person. It's been a joy getting to know him. His big brothers truly adore him.
I've had my usual running list of kid quotes on my phone. It's a whole year's worth so brace yourselves...!
We had many funny conversations about the coming baby when I was pregnant.
Ben: I hold the baby. Go up the ladder
Me: no you can’t bring the baby up a ladder
Ben: how bout up the stairs?
When I came home from 20 week ultrasound Luke came running up to the car asking, "mom you have baby in car seat?" I must have told him we were going to see the baby in my tummy so I guess he thought he was coming out that day.
Needless to say there were MANY questions about how the baby got in there and how he was going to come out.
Mom he won’t pop your belly? He’s not going to break your belly? Mom how he come out?
Mom how'd the baby get in your belly?
Well God created him in there.
He put him in your mouth?
Luke talking about coming baby: Maybe he be brown. Like me.
Ben (about mommy’s work): you get shot at the hospital.
No but I gave some shots
Oh you ‘da nurse
Yeah that’s right. I’m the nurse
Nah. You not ‘da nurse. You my mommy!
Luke, lifting up Papa's shirt: Papa, you eat too much honey? (a reference to Winnie the Pooh)
I heard a splashing noise coming from the bathroom and asked, You Ok Ben?
Yeah I’m just spitting in the toilet.
Why?
Because just like daddy do’s
An early morning conversation with Luke:
Mom, where’s dad?
He went to work.
It’s dark outside.
Yes I know. He left early.
That’s impossible!
Ben pretending to drive,
Where you wanna go? French fries (=chick fil a), hobby lobby or target?
I’m going to a meeting. You stay here. Sorry mom.
Me: It’s Presidents’ Day.
Ben: Luke, we get to open presents today!
Ben: That wasn’t fair to me. (When Dewey’s bowl had construction vehicles and Ben's was plain blue color.)
Luke: Mom, You was talking on the phone and you didn’t listen to me when I was in my high chair. (Nothing like being called out by your 4-year-old.)
When our friend Scott told Ben that his car was broken in a car accident Ben says very matter of factly, you need to press the brakes to stop. (It's all very simple to a 3-year-old.)
Their version of lyrics for Hakuna Matata: It’s our problem free. Who wants to be? Hakuna Matata.
Me calling outside to Dave: Hey love?
Ben: Mom, Love is talking on the phone.
I sneeze and Ben says mom you almost hit me with your germs. Next time cover your mouth. (Called out once again!)
Ben: Mom, why we need houses?
Me: Well where else would we live?
Ben: We camp!
Luke after watching Lebraun James. Is that my dad?
Dave was getting choked up telling us about an article written by dad who lost his 8 year old son. Luke says dad what’s that water coming out of your eyes?
To aunt Debbie when she was about 6 months pregnant: Mommy pushed on her belly and the baby came out. You should try it. (Once again, everything is so simple to them!)
Ben when Anders is crying: Oh my dosh. That is annoying me.
While sticking his feet in Aunti Me's face Ben says: Do you want my foot for breakfast? How bout two footses for breakfast?
When I only ate half of my breakfast sausage. Ben: mom you need more protein.
When I crimped my hair. Ben: Nice hair mom. It looks different. How’d you do it?
Ben: This is a cute baby we have.
Ben: I want to give you a “strawberry kiss” (instead of a raspberry)
Luke: Next time I will shoot the coyote and kill him. Then use a knife and you suck out the blood.
Dave: Ben this is gonna knock your socks off.
Ben: I don’t have socks on. You can blow my toes off.
The boys love to try to shoot the dear in our yard with their toy bows and arrows. On one such occasion Ben comes back inside and says, We're gonna get them nice and dead and then we’re gonna eat them.
