Tummyache

MOMMY:
You were supposed to be napping.  You came out and said you had an upset stomach.  It was about an hour before we needed to leave for Tae Kwon Do and I was thinking it was maybe just gas.  I told you that I though you were just going to fart a big fart and feel better.  I tried to get you to drink water and tried to teach you the fetal position to help you get more comfortable.  I figured you weren't going to be able to go to Tae Kwon Do because you seemed to be really uncomfortable.

I got you to take a warm bath.  This seemed to help.  You stopped complaining and were moving normally.  There was time to get ready for Tae Kwon Do, so I had you get ready.

We were driving to class and I noticed you looked to be falling asleep. I heard you sort of cough so I figured I'd ask you a question to try to keep you awake for Tae Kwon Do.  You answered the question and then I watched you throw up all down the front of yourself.  I quickly pulled over and you said, "Look, vegetables." You proceeded to point out that I was incorrect by saying, "You said I would fart, but I threw up." You didn't quite understand that you couldn't go to class or our playdate with Ellie after and you looked at your dirty uniform and said, "I wonder what Master Carla will say." 

You were fine after a nap.  Sometimes you randomly throw-up or spit-up and then you're fine.

EFFECTIVE COMMUNICATION 4 CHILDREN

>>> Always & Never DADDY: "Sarah, you didn't put those folders away correctly. You knocked over ALL of the African animal toys." SARAH: "I did not knock over ALL of them." DADDY: "You're right. You didn't knock over ALL of them. You knocked over a lot of them."

Steve's Uvula

Uncle Steve:

 

On June 16, 2012 I went with you, G-momo and Guffaw to the Angels game.  I was sitting next to you in the car on the way and asked what is in my throat and opened my mouth...

 

Sarah: "Nothing." 

Steve: "Is there something hanging in there?" 

Sarah: (looks in my mouth and starts giggling)

Steve: "What is it?" 

Sarah: "It looks like a penis." 

Sarah, news radio and unemployment

Guffaw:  

You are apparently listening to the news and you must find it interesting.  This past Wednesday, I picked you up to babysit you and your sister while your Mommy and Daddy went on their date night.  When I started the car the radio came back on.  I had been listening to a news channel and it happened to be the time when the sports news came on so I listened to the sports scores and then turned it off so we could talk.  After a little while you asked me to turn the radio back on.  I asked what you wanted to listen to and you said the news.  You said you wanted to hear the sports news.

You are also picking up on topics discussed in the news, which recently has been reporting on our current tough economic times.  Later that same Wednesday evening you had this discussion with G-Momo and me:

Sarah: "I lost part of my job the other day." 
Guffaw: "You lost your job?  What job was that?"
Sarah:  "I lost part of my job."
Guffaw: "What part of your job did you lose?"
Sarah:  "The money part, but later I found it. It was behind the door."

Pinata

DADDY:

You were at a birthday party for our landlords' daughter Athena, 2 years old.

They started hitting the pinatas, and I tried to coach you on the skills of candy/toy scavenging.

Then when the thing exploded and the frenzy began, you were so slow in the cutest way possible. You'd pick up a squirt gun and carefully examine it, investigating how it works. While kids around you stormed for toys.

And when you found the slide whistle, you casually figured it out. All said, you got like 5 toys and candies. But you were joyful.

DADDY: When we moved to Fountain Valley, we had you sort through your belongings to get rid of a bunch of stuff you were clinging to. You little pack rat, you. We've been learning a lot in our lives about being sensitive to letting God show us what we treasure in our hearts and that earthly stuff is just stuff. It's not wrong in and of itself, but if we're clinging to it so badly, sometimes we've just got to learn to let it go so our hearts can learn how not to cling to anything but Jesus.

So we did this with your coloring papers. You love coloring. You love art. And you never want to throw ANY of it away. You must have had hundreds of papers filed in your organizer bin. So many. Too many. We had you sort them into 3 stacks: throw away, take a picture with, or scan to computer. Then we threw them all away.

Here are the scans:

A few pictures from Chuck E. Cheese's

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Christmas 2008

 

 

Your hand at 3 years old.

A note you wrote to Grandma Lavinia.

A record of when you knew how to write all your letters...kind of .

A church coloring paper.

I loved how you colored in certain specific shapes and that's it.

You love learning how to write your letters.

You amaze us at how well you color in the lines and make your colors match!

This was a coloring page from church.

A note from Grandma Melba and Papa Jack (Papa Jack died this year and went to be with Jesus)

A note from Grandma Lavinia

 

Talking to God

DADDY: You are 3 1/2 years old, birthday coming in July.

When I woke up this morning, Mommy asked me to go check on you because you had been sleeping in our bed but were no longer with us. I assumed you had gone back to your bed. Or perhaps you were playing out in the living room, although I hadn't heard you out there at all.

I checked the living room first because I had some photos to edit on the computer. There you were, sitting on your knees and elbows on the beanbag by the front windows. The blinds were open and you were staring outside toward the front porch. You turned to me and smiled, brushed your hair back behind your ear.

I had a choice. (1) I go to computer to edit photos or (2) I go sit by my daughter. I'm glad I chose #2 because otherwise I might never have heard you tell me, "I'm just looking out the window talking to God." I love that you think about God and that he is drawing your little heart toward him. He loves you and your heart.

Also, you told me, you were watching the flies that were buzzing over the plants.

Love you.