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Powered by LifeTypeWe spent two weeks in New Hampshire for Christmas. It turns out that Faith doesn't really like snow. She looked at me like I was from outer space when I offered her some to eat. Hopefully this aversion does not last. The boys, however, have a blast playing out in the snow.
Over the time we were there, Faith learned to say, "no" and "down" which she pronounces without the "n". She says "dow" to mean both up and down.
Jonathan and Noah got two sample karate lessons.
Jonathan went on a New Year's overnight with Grammy and her youth group to First Night in Burlington, VT. He had "the best time ever!"
My wonderful mother-in-law (but I don't need a law to tell me to love you!) took me out to breakfast all by ourselves one morning.
January 3, Jonathan lost his second tooth.
When we got home, I rejoiced to see that God cares about the little things and prevented any mice from visiting my kitchen while we were gone!
1/6 - I discovered Jonathan and Noah using their new Christmas Nerf dart guns to play a geography game, shooting at the world map and seeing where they hit.
1/7 - All the kids were playing Rescue Team. "Our number is 9-1-9, so if you need us, just call 9-1-9 and we'll come to the rescue!" Pretty soon I had an emergency (there were bad guys locking the silverware drawer and I needed the forks to be rescued and put on the dinner table) and they came running. The boys had their First Night bracelets on and their Nerf guns. Faith had the play goggles on her face and a pencil in her hand. She triumphantly stepped into the room, holding her pencil out and saying, "tada!" It was priceless.
Everything Jonathan does is "the best time ever!" Except when it's "the worst time ever!"
The Rescue Team story is wonderful! I can hear Faith's "Tada!" :)
Does the Tooth Fairy come to your house?
Yes, but Jonathan knows who it is and has even requested that the teeth be saved.