Ti - 5 Months

Ti is 5 months old now. He is a good baby. I really wish that he would consistently sleep through the night though. He coos almost constantly. I think he is going to be a talker. He can grab things but he can't quite get them into his mouth yet. He absolutely loves his brothers. His face lights up when they talk to him. The other morning I went into his room to find Noah up in his bed trying to change is diaper. How is that for a wonderful big brother. I did have to finish the job. Noah hasn't quite got the hang of that yet.

He loves his mobile.

Through the Fire

This week is VBS. I am the Bible truth teller (story teller) for the younger ages. I think this is probably the best place for me. I really enjoy trying to figure out a way to keep their attention and help them learn something at the same time. Keeping about 25 preschoolers attention can be a hard job.

I am so excited about the story tonight. "The three thrown into the fire" I so love to read this story. I was reading it again this morning to the boys. I wanted to shout out a praise for Jesus. Imagine being strong enough to say "even if my God chooses not to save me I will not choose to do wrong." I was talking to the boys about how I pray that no matter what, they would choose to do the right thing. And then Noah says "Mom, that was kinda like the time one of my friends wanted me to steal a pencil at school and I said no." Now that makes a momma proud. Andrew also informed me this week "even if you break a window, God still cares for you". I am wondering if there if something happened that I don't know about.

Something else that stuck out to me in this story is that they didn't even smell like smoke after coming through the fire. I can think of trials in my life where I think I came through a trial alive but a little stinkier than before. How close to God these men must have been walking not to even have a hint of smoke on their clothes. When people see me do they see someone with smoke stains and a stench or do they see someone walking by Jesus through the trials?

The first night of VBS went well but before it even started Andrew ran into a table in the KidZone.

He is a tough kid. I don't think he even cried.

july 4th

My boys love 4th of July. This is their favorite holiday of the year I think. It might even be better than Christmas. We had our family over to eat and some friends came over and did some fireworks. We made tacos for supper and had ice cream, cookies and brownies. These pictures are not in any order.

Oh the fun to play with fire.

Nannie holding Ti

He just couldn't take any more fun.

Pops, Tim, & Ti

Trouble

Boots go with shorts. Right?

I love this picture of Papaw and Andrew.

Some friends came over to help celebrate.

All the cousins.

Papaw & Pops

"I LOVE FIRE"

Memaw feeding Ti supper.

Nannie cleaning up the kitchen.

Tacos - is that wrong to eat on the 4th.

Noah teaching Andrew the fine art of setting something on fire.

Don't you just want to smooch on this cutie. The baby that is.

The night before the 4th we went over to the Hesters to shoot off some fireworks.

Asher & Kayden

Yes, please set what we are holding in our hands on fire. We love FIRE!!!!

Fathe's Day/Birthday Weekend

On the 19th of June Tim turned 32 years old. I made him a cake and we had a few friends over to eat. He got a little help blowing out the candles.

Father's day weekend we went to our parents on Saturday. While we were there we went swimming in Uncle David and Aunt Judy's pool.

I love this picture. Aren't they cute.

Nannie kept Ti while we went to the pool

Great Grandma Disheroon and Ti

Caught

Guess who I caught sucking his thumb.

Lesson Learned

I have a bad habit of putting the pacifier handle in my mouth to carry it around while carrying the baby. Well I think I have learned my lesson. Yesterday, Satan was in the attack mode. I was trying to do something nice for someone and therefore He was trying to ruin everything.

Ti had been cranky most of the day. Well he really was only cranky when I wasn't letting him nurse or rocking him in the rocking chair so I guess I can't say he was cranky the whole day.

Let me start at the beginning of the day. We went to the Library that morning, not such a good idea. I was sure that they were going to ask me to leave. I think there is some kind of rule for not allowing a screaming child in the library. We tried to stay in story time without any success.

After we finished the torture of the library we went directly home to try to get him down for a nap. He slept all of thirty minutes. Then crazy me decided I would cook supper and since I was already cooking I would make enough for another family.

While trying to cook I get on the phone with our pastor and start discussing what we should do about an building and grounds issue at the church. While on the phone Noah starts yelling that Ti has pooped. The loving mother that I am start to pick up the screaming child while on the phone (well actually I did this after yelling at Noah not to pick him up by himself). MISTAKE. Somehow I hung up on the the pastor and then realized there is poop everywhere. I mean everywhere. He was in his bouncer and the whole cover had to be put in the washer. It was kind of like he had no diaper on at all. I go ahead and pick him up and take him to his bed. Lay him on a towel and begin to take all the pooped soaked clothes off. You got to love breast fed babies. All the while Noah is standing by commenting on how gross it is. I then put him in the bathroom sink for a good hosing down. Then back to the bed for new clothes. At this point I am convinced that Satan is trying to get the better of me. I will have none of that.

I continue to finish up the supper (after washing my hands thoroughly)and do get it to its destination on time. As I am leaving to take the supper I grab the pacifier and put it in my mouth and head to the car. At this point I noticed something tasted bitter. I am thinking ooh no, what is on the handle of this pacifier. I quickly take it out of my mouth. Guess what ---Poop. At least I think it is poop because it is yellow and there was actually poop all around where it had been. Not that I could tell by the taste. I can honestly say that I don't think I have ever tasted it before. Yes - Satan won that round.

I have hopefully learned a lesson - ALWAYS, ALWAYS look before you put something of the babies in your mouth. You just never know what might be on it.

Summer Fun

The other day Kambry and Logan came to play. I am afraid to see what my water bill will be for this month.

Yes, this is a man made mud hole.

Yes, the hole is deep enough to go over their ankles.

The dogs are not to impressed with the big mud hole. They dig holes this deep on a daily basis. Of course they usually bring their prize (a dead mole) up to our back porch when they are done. Really who doesn't like to walk out the door to see a dead animal laying near by. Oh, and if you have a dog that jumps your fence when you throw the dead animal over the fence into the field beside your house he will just bring it back.

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