lately

December 14, 2014

i miss this little corner. i cringe thinking of the life that is happening that isn’t being captured; the updates on the boys that sadly aren’t being recorded anywhere. this was my place for that. and what i know is that i forget, the things i believe at the time are unforgettable. ugh.

and so today i will share (dump) a few pieces of life lately at the green’s …

caleb:

this delicious dumpling is 2 yrs, 2 mos. seriously. in the past several weeks, his language has exploded. basically there is no baby talk left for him. complete real smart sentences, correct pronouns, the whole she-bang. but thankfully he still has a couple mispronunciations that i can’t bear to correct: “hanga-burr” (hamburger), “brudder” (brother) are my faves.

he is obsessed equally with josiah, his dad and balls.he follows every step that josiah takes, imitates every thing big brother does … if he hears that josiah doesn’t like a food, he won’t touch it; if josiah wants to play with a particular toy, he must also have it.

he throws every blasted thing and i mean everything – we always are just waiting for the food/crayon/ball/toy/item to be launched. it’s as if he can’t help himself.

he still loves nursing. and says, “nur-sang”. like, loves it. nurses to sleep for nap and nighttime.

he begs always to “wear my penis” and run naked with his brother (a recent favorite after dinner activity around here, lol) and every single time assures us that “i will not go pee pee on the floor. i promise.” and every single time he does. he has never gone in the big boy potty despite obsessively watching brother and understanding fully the whole process. i cringe thinking of the cleaned-up pee spots throughout our house.

he loves dora and every single morning, watches at least one episode when he first wakes.

he prefers savory to sweet always and loves nothing more than a big bowl of rice. and spaghetti. and chips. oh my.

his hair has grown SO much. long luscious curls with golden highlights.

his skin is soft as butter with no indication of eczema – pretty unreal. he has a few tiny “itchy” spots but nothing that causes distress or is noticeable.

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my dumpling.

my dumpling.

we love our little local kid's indoor play place so much ... kidtime.

we love our little local kid’s indoor play place so much … kidtime.

really? my heart might explode. a little date alone with mama and i couldn't believe how big he seemed.

really? my heart might explode. a little date alone with mama and i couldn’t believe how big he seemed.

josiah:

this kid. he is something so special. he is so different than caleb – so rigid for caleb’s relaxed; such a rule-abider to caleb’s laughing disregard of rules.

josiah loves structure. he loves to know the rules, the right & wrong, the black & white. he loves knowing that on monday we go to the library. he loves knowing and reminding that he never ever walks in the street and he loves seeing the boundary line on the driveway where he must stop when riding his trike.

he is lanky and tall and his mouth and teeth are my favorite. he forms words so marvelously, usually with his tongue in a prominent way.

he loves to learn. LOVES it.

he will correct you immediately if you mis-identify a construction vehicle on the road (he’s been known to say, “no, that’s a milk tank trailer trunk” if you incorrectly call it something else). this is an area of extreme strain with his brother as caleb loves to instigate and intentionally call something the wrong name to which josiah screams and corrects.

he struggles managing his strong emotions when things go wrong or when caleb instigates and often screams. “when you scream, you lose your toy” is a mantra heard often around here.

he loves being outside, being cool (no jacket please) and can play for hours laying on the ground with construction vehicles & sand.

he lays down for a nap most days but sleeps only some; nights are up and down and the past few weeks we’ve been back in a cycle of wakefulness and the only thing that settles him is getting in bed with me. last night he slept all night, glory be.

did i mention he loves routine? πŸ™‚ bedtime is brushing teeth, stories in rocking chair (usually with tea), then rocking with mama and songs. when i put him in his crib we say that same thing: “lights on or off?” and he says, “on”; “door open or closed?”, “open” … then as i walk down the stairs: “have a good rest!” “i will!”, “i love you!”, “i love you, too!”. has to be the same thing, every night.

his skin is so sad, such an ongoing pain and struggle and heartache. severe itchy/dry spots on feet, behind knees, elbows, wrists and neck. nothing seems to improve and every single kind of lotion or moisturizer *causes itching every single time. UGH. gold bond powder can help with itching. desperate for healing answers.

man, he loves tow trucks. especially the hooks on the back of the truck. he loves hooking anything he can from the back of one of his 4 mater tow trucks!

man, he loves tow trucks. especially the hooks on the back of the truck. he loves hooking anything he can from the back of one of his 4 mater tow trucks!

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aww my handsome big boy. love love love him.

aww my handsome big boy. love love love him.

this is already so long but what the heck, i’ll share some other things as well since i’m here πŸ™‚

:: i heard about the #RWRunStreak challenge on thanksgiving day – run one mile every day from thanksgiving to new years. i had *just read an article about the benefits of running a mile and decided to go for it. i’ve done it every day except day 10; today will be 16. feels really good. no excuses. and my mile time is decreasing – yeah.

:: i’ve had this sense that something’s been amiss at one of our neighbor’s houses … hadn’t seen the dad around for months, seeing the teenage son in pretty clear rebellion. my heart’s been heavy and i told hubby that i feel i need to stop by although i’ve just barely met the mom and seen her maybe three times in over a year. yet, i felt drawn to them.

so i was coming in from my run one day last week and she was walking out her front door. she walked right to me, across the street. i asked if everything was ok, if she was ok. she looked at me, her face fell and she said her husband had died. we stood in the street for 30 minutes; rain began falling. she poured out her heart. we hugged. she said she felt she was supposed to talk to me; that she kept seeing me running by and on this day felt that God had meant for us to talk. the rain started falling; she said it felt like raindrops from heaven. it was undeniably a supernatural encounter. she shared deep dark hurting places; God gave me words to speak hope and encouragement and vision. my heart has remained heavy for her and i am thinking of new ways to reach out, bless and comfort her.

ok, time to wrap this up πŸ™‚ kids are calling.Β here are a few more pics of life the past few weeks around here …

abundantly spoiled by some dear heart friends a few weeks ago ...amazing dinner and time together as families.

abundantly spoiled by some dear heart friends a few weeks ago …amazing dinner and time together as families.

we *love the sand park. we've missed it, as the weather has grown cold. but we snuck over on a mild weekend day recently and mom joined us. fun!

we *love the sand park. we’ve missed it, as the weather has grown cold. but we snuck over on a mild weekend day recently and mom joined us. fun!

our little local library story time. we go every monday and the boys are loving it and getting so relaxed and comfortable. yay!

our little local library story time. we go every monday and the boys are loving it and getting so relaxed and comfortable. yay!

this one nails it. their happy spot: this mud hole in our backyard, and pushing the trike in repeatedly and needing to be a tow truck or crane to rescue the trike. :)))

this one nails it. their happy spot: this mud hole in our backyard, and pushing the trike in repeatedly and needing to be a tow truck or crane to rescue the trike. :)))

my boys. thank GOD for such generous gifts.

my boys. thank GOD for such generous gifts.

thanksgiving ... and their great grandma :)

thanksgiving … and their great grandma πŸ™‚

my babe - thanksgiving. so thankful.

my babe – thanksgiving. so thankful.

my sweeties at the "kid's table' at thanksgiving

my sweeties at the “kid’s table’ at thanksgiving

we invited maddie's CC class - and all 13 could come! - to our 2nd annual gingerbread house-making party. so much fun, having these amazing kids all together -they are so special and share such a precious bond.

we invited maddie’s CC class – and all 13 could come! – to our 2nd annual gingerbread house-making party. so much fun, having these amazing kids all together -they are so special and share such a precious bond.

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the girls :-)

the girls πŸ™‚

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