Jesus Baptized Me

I've been meaning to write this down for a while. Robert was about 3 years old and really started talking about his dreams when I woke him up in the mornings.  There was one character who kept returning to haunt his dreams. A man with a white robe and wings who would try and take Robert away and he didn't want to go so would cry and cry.  The whole concept of dreams is hard to explain to a 3 year old. Robert would say, no I didn't dream Momma that man with the wrote wings came and visited last night. One morning, after several nights of bad dreams, I asked Robert who came to visit him. "Jesus," he replied. "Oh really?" I inquired. "What did Jesus do?" "He baptized me. There was that big tub with lots of water and I was scared. Jesus came and baptized me to help me feel better." We had been to several cousins baptisms so he'd seen the baptismal font. I guess it was a little haunting. But what a great lesson to refer back to. When you're scared Jesus will always be there for you.

Dinosaur Museum

We were visiting my sister in Utah last weekend.They wanted too show us the dino museum at Thanksgiving Point. Robert was in HEAVEN! He was a little nervous to stand in front of the big shark mouth. I'm sure he was imagining it suddenly coming to life and eating them all up, but the cousins were confident it's dead and not going to harm them.

Lunch 2/20/12

Yummy lunch at Wingers

Breakfast

I'm taking pictures of my yummy food so at the end of the day I have a visual of what I've eaten. I call it the photo diet.

Photo Comparisons

 

Hank's 7.5 month old photo shoot. He's never been much of a rolly polly. He's always wanted to stand and walk. He grabs on to anything that holds still long enough for him to get his fit underneath him.

 

Robert was a rolly polly. He rolled and scooted and was content sitting until about 11 months old when he realized he could put his feet on the ground and get places faster than on his belly. One day at about 13 months old, he decided to walk.

I love these two pics because 1) they are of my boys, 2) the same photographer took both of them so they are both her style, which is my style, and 3) it's a darn cute photo shoot!

Babies

I have a new baby. I wrap him up, feed him, change his diaper, talk to him, make him giggle, etc. I've wondered when Robert would have a baby, too. Well, now he has one, actually several.


Thooook is the brown gorilla, Fluffy is the large sheep, Fluffy Nini is the small sheep, Fluffy Kingking is the elk. There are more babies not pictured: Fluffy Thoop is a horse and Fluffy Egg is a bear. He wraps them up, talks to them, makes them giggle, etc. He told me the other day when he was playing with his babies, "I'm a good Momma."

We don't eat people!

Robert and Andy have this game where they nibble on each other and laugh. It's so cute to watch. The other day Andy nibbled on Robert and Robert turned to his Dad and said, "No Dad, we don't eat people. Spit it out." We laughed beside ourselves but Andy bent over and mocked spitting out Robert's fingers or toes or whatever it was he had eaten. It was pretty cute.

Poky Parks

I've decided to take the boys to as many parks in Pocatello as we can this summer. We have a few parks that we frequent quite readily. They are close to our house so we can load up the stroller and walk there in just a few minutes. This is Ammon Park.

It's pretty fun. There's just one portion of the playground that Robert felt comfortable climbing and playing on. Everything else was too big--monkey bars, a zip line thing.

We didn't need anything else though. He had fun, I had fun, Hank slept and Ricki Bobbi childded under the bench (on a leash of course).

Smiley Baby

One of the best parts of motherhood is seeing those first smiles.

Knowing that despite the tears (his and mine) we can gaze into each other's eyes and giggle together.

When all is said and done, those smiles shed beams of sunshine into my day.

Robert loves his hat. No one else get to wear his hat. It is his hat. The bond of brothers was established when Robert on his own accord decided to let Hank wear his hat.

I'm sure Hank is smiling under the hat too.