

Saturday, December 29, 2012
"Your Mom Will Take Your Crayons Away"
Sutton and Cannon were wrestling with Uncle Brian.
Sutton looks at him with a very serious face and says, "Your mom is going to take your crayons away". Confused we asked him why, looking at Uncle Brian's tattoo he says, "because he drawed on himself. We only draw on paper".

Monday, December 24, 2012
Lie
Cannon was finishing up some chores and putting stars on his chart when I noticed there was a star on "help with dishes". I mentioned that he had not helped with dishes today. He told me that he helped when I was away from the house. Since I has been home all day I thought he was lying. He assured me that he wasn't.
I explained that lying was a sin and that there was no such thing a secret sin and that God knows everyhing we say and do. That was the end of the conversation.
About 15 minutes later, he comes into my room and says, "Mommy, when I was in my room God spoke to me and told me to tell you I was sorry for lying. I didn't help with the dishes. God spoke to me because He lives in my heart".
My heart melted.
Thank you God for this precious boy and thank you for speaking to him.

Monday, December 17, 2012
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Harper Turns 6
Harper is one of the boys favorite friends. Sutton considers him his friend even though he really is Cannon's.
Harper and Cannon started school together at our church when they were both 18 months old and they have been friends since.
Harper and his family just moved away. The boys are missing him like mad!

Monday, October 29, 2012
Hopscotch
This week Cannon drew his own hopscotch like many times before, but this time he didn't ask me to fill in the numbers. He did it all by himself and perfectly. Then he asked me how to spell START and wrote it by himself. For the longest time he had no interest in learning his letters. I was so worried that he wasn't smart enough because he didn't know all his letters at a young age like some of his friends. The things moms worry about! In a few weeks I have been able to stop writing things for him to copy and just tell him the letters and he can write anything.
Star Wars
There are very few things that are cuter than a two year old holding a light saber and yelling, "I am Darth Mater".
Friday, October 26, 2012
Happy Halloween
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Grubby
Guess What?
Thief
Mommy Forgets Too!
I just came across this link on a friend's blog.
Maybe it will speak to you. I know that I expect to much from my babies sometimes. Remember they are still babies!
Father Forgets
by W. Livingston Larned
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Listen, son; I am saying this as you lie asleep, one little paw crumpled under your cheek and the blond curls stickily wet on your damp forehead. I have stolen into your room alone. Just a few minutes ago, as I sat reading my paper in the library, a stifling wave of remorse swept over me. Guiltily I came to your bedside.
There are things I was thinking, son: I had been cross to you. I scolded you as you were dressing for school because you gave your face merely a dab with a twoel. I took you to task for not cleaning your shoes. I called out angrily when you threw some of your things on the floor.
At breakfast I found fault, too. You spilled things. You gulped down your food. You put your elbows on the table. You spread butter too thick on your bread. And as you started off to play and I made for my train, you turned and waved a hand and called, "Goodbye, Daddy!" and I frowned, and said in reply, "Hold your shoulders back!"
Then it began all over again in the late afternoon. As I came Up the road, I spied you, down on your knees, playing marbles. There were holes in your stockings. I humiliated you before you boyfriends by marching you ahead of me to the house. Stockings were expensive - and if you had to buy them you would be more careful! Imagine that, son, form a father!
Do you remember, later, when I was reading in the library, how you came in timidly, with a sort of hurt look in your eyes? When I glanced up over my paper, impatient at the interruption, you hesitated at the door. "What is it you want?" I snapped.
You said nothing, but ran across in one tempestuous plunge, and threw your arms around my neck and kissed me, and your small arms tightened with an affection that God had set blooming in your heart and which even neglect could not wither. And then you were gone, pattering up the stairs.
Well, son, it was shortly afterwards that my paper slipped from my hands and a terrible sickening fear came over me. What has habit been doing to me? The habit of finding fault, of reprimanding - this was my reward to your for being a boy. It was not that I did not love you; it was that I expected too muchof youth. I was measuring you by the yardstick of my own years.
And there was so much that was good and fine and true in yourcharacter. The little heart of you was as big as the dawn itself overthe wide hills. This was shown by your spontaneous impulse to rush in and kiss me good night. Nothing else matters tonight, son. I have come to your bedside in the darkness, and I have knelt there, ashamed!
It is a feeble atonement; I know you would not understand these things if I told them to you during your waking hours. But tomorrow I will be a real daddy! I will chum with you, and suffer when you suffer, and laugh when you alugh. I will bite my tongue when impatient words come. I will keep saying as if it were a ritual: "He is nothing buy a boy - a little boy!"
I am afraid I have visualized you as a man. Yet as I see you now, son, crumpled and weary in your cot, I see that you are still a baby. Yesterday you were in your mother's arms, your head on her shoulder. I have asked too much, too much.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Playground
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Lost
Cannon and Sutton both attended school last year on Monday and Wednesday. This year Cannon is in school FOUR days a week!!
Well, on our first day without Cannon, Sutton and I were out running errands and he asked where Cannon was several times.
The final time we got back in the car and buckled up, I heard "OH NO! Mommy we forgot Cannon. He is lost". I looked back and Sutton had the most sad face ever.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Disney Memories
Friday, September 7, 2012
Just a Girl
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Vagina
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Nibbles
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Another One
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Milestones
My baby is growing up. I know that I am going to love this new stage in our lives, but it's bittersweet seeing my baby grow up.
Sutton has stopped nursing completely, we are about two weeks into a completely weaned little boy.
He is also potty trained now. He is amazing. He will just walk into the bathroom, pull his pants down, go potty and pull them back up. If he poops, you have you run in and wipe him. He thinks he is so big, he will attempt to wipe himself, and pull his pants back up. He is such an independent little boy.

Sunday, August 12, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Prayer
Friday, August 10, 2012
Poop!
this week sutton has finally pooped several times in the potty.
i didn't think it would ever happen.
today was the most amazing accomplishment when he was fully dressed in pajamas and a pull-up and went to the potty all by himself, pulled down his pants, went poop! and then came to get me to clean him.
we were all so proud!
don't you just love reading a mommy's blog! :)

Thursday, August 9, 2012
House Call
Sleepover
Cannon's friend Harper came over this week for his first sleepover away from home. The boys enjoyed s'mores and then I set up the tent in Cannon's room. I turned out the lights, opened the sky light in the top of the tent, turned his sound machine to outdoor sounds and set up the portable dvd player instead. The boys stayed up until 11:30. Cannon has had friends stay over before but this was the first time they actually went to sleep in the same bed. Normally, I haev to separate them. I think he enjoyed his first sleepover with Harper.
I was worried I would wake them up but I just had to sneak in and get a picture. :)
I was worried I would wake them up but I just had to sneak in and get a picture. :)
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