Andy & Jessica

As part of our bedtime routine, I always pray with the boys and then tell a funny story that I make up on the fly.  Sometimes though, actually a little too often (maybe a couple times a week), my story is too funny.  When one of my stories is too funny, Jude laughs hysterically, often gets the hiccups and then throws up a bit.  Last night that happened.  But, thankfully, Jude had just eaten a bedtime snack of peanuts.  He said, “At least my throw up had nuts in it so it didn’t taste too bad.”  So, as my brother Mike would say, I should be funny, but not “ha ha funny.”

Last night when I was laying down with Jude, trying to get him to sleep (which should have been easy given he hadn’t had a nap for days), he was so chatty. Finally I told him that I wanted to get a good look at him since he was sure to still be sleeping when I left for work in the morning. He didn’t like that idea. He crawled on top of me and laid on top of me with his head on my chest. He put one of my hands on my stomach and laid on it. Then he said with a laugh, “Now when you get up, I get up.” Ten minutes later he was fast asleep and I carefully rolled him off of me and joined Andy.

Levi is getting sneaky. He asked to play on the iPad. I told him he could have a little game time on the iPad and then would have to switch to some education apps/books. He agreed. But, he didn’t follow through with the deal. After game time was up, he disappeared. I later heard some music coming from the corner of the living room. I thought maybe my sister had left her cell phone here and it was ringing. I was surprised to find Levi cowering in the small triangular space behind our chair and a half playing more game time. Seems like a trick out of Jude’s book.

This weekend Jude performed live with Lorie Line at the Historic State Theater.  Well, sort of.  In what was seriously a highlight of my life, Jude and a hundred or so other kids who were in attendance this weekend at the Lorie Line Immanuel show were called to the stage.  Jude was thrilled to get out of his seat.  He was playing Angry Birds on a smart phone at the time they made the announcement.  They dressed the kids in adorable costumes from the 12 days of Christmas.  Jude was a swan a swimming.  All the kids had to stand on stage while the 12 days of Christmas was sung.  Jude couldn’t have been cuter.  His swan hat was about as tall as him and weighed probably about as much as him and kept falling to the side.  Or as Jude said, he kept “pecking” the other swans near him.  One other swan who was older than him was annoyed with Jude and shoved Jude’s big swan head when it repeatedly fell on him.  It was hilarious and had me busting out laughing.  I kept watching intently, waiting for a brawl.  Jude was in his own little world, spinning around occasionally and swimming almost the whole song instead of just when they sung “7 swans a swimming.”  Then, on the way off stage, Mr. Lorie Line (Tim Line) who was dressed as Santa must have recognized how adorable Jude was and stopped to interview him as Jude made his way off stage.  He asked him what his name was and how old he was (to which Jude responded appropriately).  Then the following dialogue took place:

Mr. Lorie Line dressed as Santa:  “Do you believe in Santa?”

Jude: “No.”

Mr. Lorie Line dressed as Santa:  “Then who do you think I am?”

Jude: “A human.”

 

 

 

This was probably our best of 3 shots from our pics with Santa a couple weeks ago. Our boys don’t believe in Santa so they had no incentive to behave nicely in his presence.

 

 

Asher is tiny.  Very tiny.  He is in the 2.47th percentile for weight; 40th percentile for height and 40th percentile for head size.  His doctor said he’s not concerned because of the upward trend.  I explained it away since my little Asher has always been so active and has even taken up long distance running.  He runs with with his brothers in circles around the main level of the house for 20 minutes at a time, only stopping for water breaks from his bottle.  It is workout for little Ash to keep up with his active older brothers.  I love watching them play together.

“I’m dying of thirst! I’m swallowing my own spit!”

Jude has a nice theory on when to ask for a raise, he said, “More work; more money.” I say, well said, young man.

“If no one’s in the bathroom while I’m going potty, I talk to myself.”

A little box arrived in the mail for me today.  It was sent from Mike’s finacee, Sara.  Before I had a chance to open it, Andy asked me what it was.  I said it was probably my formal invitation to be Sara’s bridesmaid.  Andy knew how badly I wanted to be a bridesmaid, but he laughed like it was absurd of me to hope I would be asked.  Sure thing, I was right!  From the looks of this cookie, this is not a wedding to miss.  So excited!