Thursday, September 25, 2008

Sharing stickers

Today Gabe received a letter in the mail from Grandpa Rollmann, and it contained STICKERS! It asked him to guess the number of stickers inside the envelope before opening it, and Gabe guessed: "Three?" After opening it and counting, there were ten according to Gabe. He proceeded to share a sticker or two with everyone in the house. Mommy got one on her hand while she was cooking supper. Daddy was offered one. With lots of activity going on in the house, imagine the surprise when Gabe announced, "Mommy, I stickered Quinn." I looked over, and sure enough...there was a blue smiling sticker on Quinn's little hand, too. Phew, that could have been a lot worse!

I was sitting beside Gabe on the couch, when he leaned over and excitedly proclaimed, "Mom, I am crowning you the Queen of Awful!" as he placed a toy on my head.

IT'S NOT JUST MOMMIES THAT HAVE AUTOPILOT BRAIN: Today we were heading out the door to take Zoe to her annual vet exam. I asked Gabe to get his shoes on, and when I turned my head I saw him pulling down his pants. He sheepishly looked at me and shook his head, and embarrassed-- explained, "oops...that's not what I'm doing right now...." and then quickly pulled up his pants and grabbed his shoes. At least he was being obedient, even if he was doing the wrong task altogether.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Daddy's crazy work hours

Daddy has been putting in a massive quantity of hours at the store he manages on State Street here in Madison. The college kids have gone back to school, which means that Daddy puts in a lot more hours as it is his busy season! He is averaging 14 hour days. Above is a photo of Quinn enjoying some quality time with Dad. I don't know if you can tell--but our dog Zoe is also in the photo, curled up at the foot of the couch. It's a sleep-fest! With Daddy working such long hours, Gabe has stepped up around the house. He's my big helper! Yesterday, as I was preparing Quinn for bed, I noticed that the "poopy" diaper I had set aside for scrubbing was....mysteriously missing. I thought I was loosing my mind. (Oh--by the way, it's important to note here that we use cloth diapers! No, we don't scrub and re-use 'sposies!) I started to retrace my afternoon in my mind. Maybe I had already taken it to the laundry area? Who am I? Where do I live? Guess where I found the dirty thing? In the garbage. Yes, Gabe had seen that thing laying there, and he decided what-on-earth-was-mom-thinking-to-leave-this-here, and he disposed of it for me. A $15 diaper, tossed in the kitchen trash can:) What a helper, bless his little heart. Now, if only I can train him to launder diapers.....and maybe to prepare meals as we are huge take-out fans these days.
But at least one thing was established in all of this: I was NOT losing my mind (at least not this time).

All Thumbs

Week of Sept 7th, 2008:

It's official: Quinn sucks his thumb! He discovered that yes, those little fingers DO belong to his body...and now he is beginning to experiment with what they can do. Gabriel was always a pacifier addict. Although Quinn adores his paci, his thumb is moving right up there on the list, even competing for first place! When I took out the camera to get a picture of this week's thumb sucking milestone, Gabe said, "Mom, look--I'm sucking my fingers too!!" Maybe thumb sucking will become an epidemic around here? Last week Quinn began to respond to all of us with the dearest little gurgles and coo's. If you give him your attention he will give you the most infectious smile, followed by a little baby-conversation. He especially loves to get the attention of his big brother. There is some serious brotherly love happening around here on a daily basis! I must say, it's heart melting.

(both photos taken Sept 8th, 2008.)

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

The "Gabe story of the Day"

Kids say the darndest things! Here is just one little quip from today...

This morning Gabe was laying on the couch, on his tummy, and he looked at me and said, "Am I squishing God in my heart?" more...

While I was preparing lunch, Quinn began to fuss in his bouncy chair. Since the baby seems to really enjoy the company of his big brother, I told Gabe to tell Quinn a story. Gabe began, "Once upon a time....there was a good baby. And there was no cries. The End!"

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Because so many of our family members are long-distance, we wanted to keep an online family album with recent pictures of the boys and updates about our family. We sincerely hope you enjoy your visit!
(Photo above: our early fireworks...Quinn Bernard born July 3rd, 2008)