Colossians 3:17

"And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus,
giving thanks to God the Father through Him."

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Merry Christmas (Belated)

This was our second Christmas this year.  Our first was with Lolo and Lola in California and this one was with our Houston family at Mimi's house.

My favorite part of Christmas morning: the joyful entry.

Opening presents.

Great-grandma kisses.

More opening presents.

 Taaaadaaaa!

This is a good sequence of pictures:
1. The cousins all open a present together.

2. Abby feels she doesn't get a fair share of the opening joy.
She walks away.

3. And pouts into the couch cushions.

Merry Christmas, Everyone!

PS, Abby recovered quickly and completely from the above trauma.

  ;)

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Abby Discovers Mischief

Abby has always been my easy child.  She is very compliant and sunny-dispositioned.  She plays really well with others or on her own.  In fact, I have often seen her go upstairs to play with her dollies and stay up there for nearly an hour playing quietly in her room.  She has not often been a source of anxiety for me. But she recently discovered mischief and has had a bout of it so far consisting of three incidents occurring within a week of each other.

The first was in California at Adel's cousin's house.  Abby had been upstairs playing for a while and when I finally went to check on her she had painted globs of colored lip gloss on her cheeks and eyebrows.  She wouldn't look me in the eye when I came into the room.  Hmmmm...an isolated incident?  Perhaps, except that it was followed days later at Mimi's house in Texas by incident number two:

Abby and her younger cousin Amelia had been upstairs for a while and the older kids were downstairs with us.  Lindsay said to me, "Do you think we should be concerned that our two youngest children are off on their own?"  I shrugged it off but Andy, the diligent father, went upstairs to check.  Abby came down moments later, covered in white paste that I later discovered via smell that it was toothpaste.  She had used the toothpaste to paint her arms, legs, and face, as well as her younger cousin and various pieces of furniture.  I failed to get a picture of Abby because I immediately went into chaos management mode and cleaned her up.  But here's at least one pic of the damage to a nightstand:

Lindsay had to scrub pretty hard to get the toothpaste out of the grooves of the clock.

And finally, as if incident #2 wasn't enough to put me on the alert, I again failed to keep a close eye on Abby as the family lounged outside in Mimi's backyard.  The grownups were enjoying some peaceful quiet (no, never a good sign).  When suddenly Andy (yes, he is the only attentive parent among us!) followed the sound of giggling to find this:
The three youngest girls sitting in a pile of Mimi's pansies, which they had just been quietly uprooting.

This video clip misses Abby trying to blame the whole thing on Amelia (the youngest).  So, we asked to see their hands so we would know who was involved (we knew it would be all three of them, but just wanted to force the confession out of blame-shifting Abby).  In the video, you can see Abby hiding her hands, but stealthily checking them out to look for evidence of dirt.  Apparently she decided her hands were clean enough and eventually got the guts to show them to us triumphantly.  Traces of dirt were still there, however, and she was found guilty.  

The little stinker.  Now I'm afraid I can't trust her!


Monday, December 27, 2010

California Dreams, Part 5

Christmas Morning: finally added baby Jesus to our nativity. 

 Funny family Christmas day pic (kids plus Auntie Yumi).

 Abby finally got the coveted Ariel doll.

 And "The Uncles" got Isaac a dart board!!!
Look at the shock/awe on his face.


Uncle Allen helping Isaac build his new Batman set.


San Francisco Tour: we started at Ghirardelli Square.

Lunch at a diner. 

Cupcake shop!

Golden Gate Bridge in the background while waiting for the trolly. 




Walking down Lombard Street. 

Walking on Fisherman's Wharf...Bay Bridge in the Background.

Alcatraz in the background.

Golden Gate Bridge.


Abby Quote of the Day: 
After dinner I said: "Abby, did you eat silly beans?  Did they turn you silly?"  
Abby: "No, they turned me blonde."


Scandia with the family: Mini Golf.


Isaac had a great time; Abby opted out.

Pouty face.

Go carts.

This was Isaac's favorite thing from the day.
(Abby's was "eating.")

The ladies watching the boys on the go carts.

Uncle Allen won the race.

Ending the day with a game of laser tag.

Sharp shooter.

And that was our final fling here in California.  We have had an awesome time.  Ready to be home, but what an awesome trip.

Friday, December 24, 2010

California Dreams, Part 4: Snow Day!

Our trip to the snow, which took us almost completely to Lake Tahoe, was so fun and with so many pictures, that I need to make a separate post out of it!  This was Abby's first-ever experience with real snow (real = not manufactured or imported).  Isaac had one previous snow day when it freakishly snowed at our house when he was three, but he doesn't remember it.

Our "snow clothes" were just layers of normal clothes and regular shoes...Abby is in her Mary Jane's...so we knew it was only a matter of time before the kids got too cold.

 Isaac and Uncle Allen got started right away with a snowball fight.



Abby chose to stand around and eat snow.

She let me try to help her make a snow angel until I accidentally got snow down her neck.

And then went back to snow-eating.


Meanwhile, Isaac and Uncle Allen were at it big time!




Abby covered in snow.


Isaac scouting his next shot.



Isaac covered in snow...

...couldn't resist a taste.

We finally got our hands on a sled so the kids could try it out for the first time.

They started out cautiously...


 ...gained enthusiasm and confidence...

Should be a link to a video Allen posted on Facebook if you click here.

And finally gained enough confidence to go on the big hill with Uncle Allen.



With one break in the middle of the fun to warm up, the kids lasted a little bit longer than I thought...but were thankful for the warm car and some dry clothes after it was all over.  So glad we were able to do this!  Thanks for being so fun, Uncle Allen!