Hi babies...
I realized this week (and not for the first time) that I am getting old. I am just shy of 40. When I was 16, 40 seemed ANCIENT. Now, I am rounding that corner checking my 401k to see if I will ever retire. Checking your college fund to see if you will ever be able to afford it. But, I had a large realization this past week that I can't really articulate well. I am not worried about age anymore. I am not worried about growing old. I am mostly worried that with my passing age, it signals your growth and aging too. The closer I get to 50, the closer you guys are to being teenagers. The closer I get to 60 (for sweet Pete, how can I even think of being close to 60?), the closer you are to leaving the house.
We had a fun weekend this past weekend. We went to open gym at the Gymnastics center. You had a sleepover at Morgan's. Elijah wanted to live there forever. Joey was happy there but also happy to see us. We walked up to the park at Pawnee and you played. We celebrated St. Patrick's Day with.... the park and our usual corned beef dinner.
Tomorrow, we are going to Disney on Ice. I am so excited to see how you guys act. it will be a good preview into our trip in April. I hope that we can go to The Croods this weekend as we have no other plans.
I haven't been taking a lot of photos. I snapped a couple on Valentine's day, at Erica's shower, the gymnastics center and then at the park. That is it for this whole year. Quite a change from the past 6 months where I had more photos than I knew what to do with!!
That is about it for now, boys. I mostly wanted to get it written down about aging. This whole different way of thinking was quite a shift for me! Love you monkeys soooo much :)
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Your songs...
We have had our fair share of weird things happen with you boys that have questioned us to wonder what kind of souls you guys have inside of you. Is there a bit of Grampa Larry? Grampa Bob? My Grampas? Sometimes, you will act just like them. But, more often than not, you guys remind me so much of Grampa Larry.
As some therapy, I need to get some things out :) See, I truly believe that I just really didn't know how much I truly loved your Grampa Larry. He had some really bad days when he was drinking that made me want to move out and never speak to him again. He could be really cruel on those days and I think it overshadowed the good that he brought to my life. But, now that he is gone, I can truly see his part in my life and how much he enriched it. His death brings me a sadness I never expected and it is almost 6 years later. When I think of my grampas, I get sad. I get wistful. But, when I think of Larry, I truly still grieve and I really didn't expect that at all. It was quite a powerful thing to realize. I am lucky that I said all I needed to say to him before he died but I do have the regret that this realization came after he was gone. I wish I would have paid more attention to spending more time over there before he was sick and recognized its value.
In order to tie those points above to my story below, I need to give you both some backstory.
1) When Elijah was born I "picked" a song for him. Every night, I would sing it to him. I chose "I could not ask for more" by Sara Evans. When Joey was born, I thought he needed his own song. I wracked my brain and when we were in the NICU, we snuggled up and I went through my iPhone and found his song. I sing it to them every night and now Elijah is learning to sing it.
2) Today, mom was over and I asked her when it was ever going to get easier that Larry is gone. It just seems like after all this time, it should get easier and it doesn't seem to be. She said that she thinks it gets harder. I told her those things above and how I was surprised at how hard it was. She was surprised but she said "Larry loved you to the max." I couldn't ask for a better conversation.
So anyway, we were in the car on the way home from daycare and Garth was playing. Elijah got all excited and said "That is the wind in your face guy." I was really impressed that he could recognize voices. So, I found the song and started playing it. I said "Let's go put it on in the house and we will let Gramma hear it." So, we came in the house and I started playing it and mom got really quiet. She said "Why does he like this song?" So, I told her that it was really Joey's song and the story above. She starts crying and I am thinking "What did I say?"
Turns out that Larry's nephew Mark always played "To make you feel my love" and Larry would dance with her and sing it to her. What are the odds that in the 5,000 songs on my iphone that I would choose my little Joseph a song that meant so much to my mom and Larry? Just another way that he is still with us.
Tonight, we went in the car to go to the store. Elijah kept asking to play "wind in your face song." I put it on and he would sing right along as best as he can. I tried to change the song because it was a bit too emotional tonight. Then he would ask again. With the first few piano keys, he said "This is my favorite song."
I was listening to my baby boy sing. I was listening to the lyrics telling me all the ways that I could feel his love and it truly struck me that Elijah singing this song could be a bit of a reminder of Larry's love. Maybe he has turned this song into a message for me to think of him and feel his presence - because "There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do, go to the ends of the earth for you, to make you happy, make your dreams come true and to make you feel my love." I still think that it took Larry to go to the ends of the earth for my dreams to come true - my babies.
I hope that with each passing in my life, I have learned from it and grown. I hope that I can apply those lessons to all of the people that I love that are still living. I hope that I can show them here and now how much I love them and not look back and realize I did give 100%!
I emailed Larry's nephew and told him the story. He said that every night that Larry came up to watch him play, he requested that song. The story made him smile and think of Larry, too :)
When the rain
Is blowing in your face
And the whole world
Is on your case
I could offer you
A warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When the evening shadows
And the stars appear
And there is no - one there
To dry your tears
I could hold you
For a million years
To make you feel my love
I know you
Haven't made
Your mind up yet
But I would never
Do you wrong
I've known it
From the moment
That we met
No doubt in my mind
Where you belong
I'd go hungry
I'd go blind for you
I'd go crawling
Down the avenue
You Know there's nothing
That I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
The storms are raging
On the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change
Are blowing wild and free
You ain't seen nothing
Like me yet
I could make you happy
Make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends
Of the Earth for you
To make you feel my love
As some therapy, I need to get some things out :) See, I truly believe that I just really didn't know how much I truly loved your Grampa Larry. He had some really bad days when he was drinking that made me want to move out and never speak to him again. He could be really cruel on those days and I think it overshadowed the good that he brought to my life. But, now that he is gone, I can truly see his part in my life and how much he enriched it. His death brings me a sadness I never expected and it is almost 6 years later. When I think of my grampas, I get sad. I get wistful. But, when I think of Larry, I truly still grieve and I really didn't expect that at all. It was quite a powerful thing to realize. I am lucky that I said all I needed to say to him before he died but I do have the regret that this realization came after he was gone. I wish I would have paid more attention to spending more time over there before he was sick and recognized its value.
In order to tie those points above to my story below, I need to give you both some backstory.
1) When Elijah was born I "picked" a song for him. Every night, I would sing it to him. I chose "I could not ask for more" by Sara Evans. When Joey was born, I thought he needed his own song. I wracked my brain and when we were in the NICU, we snuggled up and I went through my iPhone and found his song. I sing it to them every night and now Elijah is learning to sing it.
2) Today, mom was over and I asked her when it was ever going to get easier that Larry is gone. It just seems like after all this time, it should get easier and it doesn't seem to be. She said that she thinks it gets harder. I told her those things above and how I was surprised at how hard it was. She was surprised but she said "Larry loved you to the max." I couldn't ask for a better conversation.
So anyway, we were in the car on the way home from daycare and Garth was playing. Elijah got all excited and said "That is the wind in your face guy." I was really impressed that he could recognize voices. So, I found the song and started playing it. I said "Let's go put it on in the house and we will let Gramma hear it." So, we came in the house and I started playing it and mom got really quiet. She said "Why does he like this song?" So, I told her that it was really Joey's song and the story above. She starts crying and I am thinking "What did I say?"
Turns out that Larry's nephew Mark always played "To make you feel my love" and Larry would dance with her and sing it to her. What are the odds that in the 5,000 songs on my iphone that I would choose my little Joseph a song that meant so much to my mom and Larry? Just another way that he is still with us.
Tonight, we went in the car to go to the store. Elijah kept asking to play "wind in your face song." I put it on and he would sing right along as best as he can. I tried to change the song because it was a bit too emotional tonight. Then he would ask again. With the first few piano keys, he said "This is my favorite song."
I was listening to my baby boy sing. I was listening to the lyrics telling me all the ways that I could feel his love and it truly struck me that Elijah singing this song could be a bit of a reminder of Larry's love. Maybe he has turned this song into a message for me to think of him and feel his presence - because "There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do, go to the ends of the earth for you, to make you happy, make your dreams come true and to make you feel my love." I still think that it took Larry to go to the ends of the earth for my dreams to come true - my babies.
I hope that with each passing in my life, I have learned from it and grown. I hope that I can apply those lessons to all of the people that I love that are still living. I hope that I can show them here and now how much I love them and not look back and realize I did give 100%!
I emailed Larry's nephew and told him the story. He said that every night that Larry came up to watch him play, he requested that song. The story made him smile and think of Larry, too :)
When the rain
Is blowing in your face
And the whole world
Is on your case
I could offer you
A warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When the evening shadows
And the stars appear
And there is no - one there
To dry your tears
I could hold you
For a million years
To make you feel my love
I know you
Haven't made
Your mind up yet
But I would never
Do you wrong
I've known it
From the moment
That we met
No doubt in my mind
Where you belong
I'd go hungry
I'd go blind for you
I'd go crawling
Down the avenue
You Know there's nothing
That I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
The storms are raging
On the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change
Are blowing wild and free
You ain't seen nothing
Like me yet
I could make you happy
Make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends
Of the Earth for you
To make you feel my love
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Melancholy...
I was feeling a little reminiscent tonight. It was bed time and you monkeys just plain didn't want to go to sleep. Joey was laying on my tummy wanting some mommy time. I started thinking back, way back to how things were the day with Little M, the day my water broke with the twins and the day of their birth. I started thinking about all the days that led me to this night. This night snuggled up with 2 baby boys. 2 boys that are mine. 2 boys that I never thought I would have.
I went out to look at my scrapbooks and it was such a treat. I started out sad by just looking at the boys' albums and their little alien baby photos. Then, I started in 2007 and worked up to Joey being born. It is amazing how much you forget in life. Little things. Big things. Somedays, my scrapbooks seem like a chore. Somedays I want to just chuck my camera. But, looking through those books & reading what I had written was cathartic.
I laughed at some pages - silly cousin night pages, Cory's drunken wedding night page (actually make that 2 nights - the night of the wedding in November where I was cutting my steak with a spoon and the night in April where I was doing who knows what). I laughed that we loosened the ban on allowing in-laws in wedding photos but each wedding photo is now outdated because someone is outta there. Will be interesting to see who makes the cut at Brian's wedding. I almost want to tell Mark to stay out. Maybe being in the photo is a jinx.
I smiled at pages of Larry. I smiled at pages of Grampa Lang's last birthday. I wrote that he went and got a big plate of food at the casino and came back and said "You don't have to sing happy birthday to me or anything." and then gave one of his little grins. I smiled when I wrote that I spent the day that he died with him & even on that last day, he said "Your gramma is picking on me, Stacy." I smiled when I wrote that I hope that I never forget hearing his voice saying "Hiya babe." And, so far I haven't. I smiled when I saw old photos of me and can see Joey so clearly in them.
I got sad at photos of the babies. So much loss. I didn't remember that we had given them middle names. I knew it was Xander & Jacob but I didn't realize it was Xander Joseph & Jacob Robert. Hello Joseph Robert.... guess that wasn't too original after all. But, I did get a Lang thrown in there. I don't think he twins had a Lang in there.
I got sad that so many people are gone. I got sad that my babies are growing up so quickly. I got sad that I can't document every moment of everyday because I already forget things. But, overall, I enjoyed my walk down memory lane and am happy for the times I had forgotten about and documented.
Elijah is so darn excited. Brian and Erica asked him to be a part of their wedding. I showed him photos of my wedding and how he will have to dress up and be super good. I told him he would help with walking the rings down the aisle. He is so excited that we are getting a big house and the whole family is going to Denver for a big sleep over. He brings it up like every other day. The last time, he said "Where is Erica going to be?" I told him that she was going to walk behind him. He said "Is she going to be a princess?" I had to stop for a second because I thought it was the coolest question ever. I assured him that Erica indeed, was going to be a princess.
Joey changes everyday. He loves music and loves to sing. He loves the ipad and putting on Yo Gabba Gabba songs. He says please when he wants something. He tells me what songs to sing. He gets ornery and arches his back and throws himself on the floor. He screams when he doesn't get his way. It is a high pitched angry scream. He isn't as affectionate as Elijah was - he isn't as free with his hugs and kisses. But, his smile lights up his whole face just like his Grampa Bill. He is my baby :)
The boys play together a lot better now. Like I expect their whole life to be, they will play together for a few minutes and a toy will get fought over and they will scream until someone cries. 3 minutes later, they are best buddies. Elijah still thinks of Joey as a little underling but I am not sure how much longer that will last. Once Joey is talking, Elijah is screwed. :) He will get mad at me and tell Joey "Come on baby, let's get out of here." Or, he will share a treat with him "Here you go, baby." Then, 10 minutes later he is screaming "Don't touch my toy, JOEY."
Hopefully, we will have some good Valentine's Day photos to share!
I went out to look at my scrapbooks and it was such a treat. I started out sad by just looking at the boys' albums and their little alien baby photos. Then, I started in 2007 and worked up to Joey being born. It is amazing how much you forget in life. Little things. Big things. Somedays, my scrapbooks seem like a chore. Somedays I want to just chuck my camera. But, looking through those books & reading what I had written was cathartic.
I laughed at some pages - silly cousin night pages, Cory's drunken wedding night page (actually make that 2 nights - the night of the wedding in November where I was cutting my steak with a spoon and the night in April where I was doing who knows what). I laughed that we loosened the ban on allowing in-laws in wedding photos but each wedding photo is now outdated because someone is outta there. Will be interesting to see who makes the cut at Brian's wedding. I almost want to tell Mark to stay out. Maybe being in the photo is a jinx.
I smiled at pages of Larry. I smiled at pages of Grampa Lang's last birthday. I wrote that he went and got a big plate of food at the casino and came back and said "You don't have to sing happy birthday to me or anything." and then gave one of his little grins. I smiled when I wrote that I spent the day that he died with him & even on that last day, he said "Your gramma is picking on me, Stacy." I smiled when I wrote that I hope that I never forget hearing his voice saying "Hiya babe." And, so far I haven't. I smiled when I saw old photos of me and can see Joey so clearly in them.
I got sad at photos of the babies. So much loss. I didn't remember that we had given them middle names. I knew it was Xander & Jacob but I didn't realize it was Xander Joseph & Jacob Robert. Hello Joseph Robert.... guess that wasn't too original after all. But, I did get a Lang thrown in there. I don't think he twins had a Lang in there.
I got sad that so many people are gone. I got sad that my babies are growing up so quickly. I got sad that I can't document every moment of everyday because I already forget things. But, overall, I enjoyed my walk down memory lane and am happy for the times I had forgotten about and documented.
Elijah is so darn excited. Brian and Erica asked him to be a part of their wedding. I showed him photos of my wedding and how he will have to dress up and be super good. I told him he would help with walking the rings down the aisle. He is so excited that we are getting a big house and the whole family is going to Denver for a big sleep over. He brings it up like every other day. The last time, he said "Where is Erica going to be?" I told him that she was going to walk behind him. He said "Is she going to be a princess?" I had to stop for a second because I thought it was the coolest question ever. I assured him that Erica indeed, was going to be a princess.
Joey changes everyday. He loves music and loves to sing. He loves the ipad and putting on Yo Gabba Gabba songs. He says please when he wants something. He tells me what songs to sing. He gets ornery and arches his back and throws himself on the floor. He screams when he doesn't get his way. It is a high pitched angry scream. He isn't as affectionate as Elijah was - he isn't as free with his hugs and kisses. But, his smile lights up his whole face just like his Grampa Bill. He is my baby :)
The boys play together a lot better now. Like I expect their whole life to be, they will play together for a few minutes and a toy will get fought over and they will scream until someone cries. 3 minutes later, they are best buddies. Elijah still thinks of Joey as a little underling but I am not sure how much longer that will last. Once Joey is talking, Elijah is screwed. :) He will get mad at me and tell Joey "Come on baby, let's get out of here." Or, he will share a treat with him "Here you go, baby." Then, 10 minutes later he is screaming "Don't touch my toy, JOEY."
Hopefully, we will have some good Valentine's Day photos to share!
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Prayer
I have already told you guys my thoughts on religion and faith. Each night, I pray that you stay safe from harm, that you are healthy, that you grow up to be happy and that God blesses me with the wisdom to raise you to be good men and to have faith in God. I really don't care if that is faith in a Catholic God, a Lutheran God, a Jewish God or any other God. I just want you to have faith that there is some greater power in our world that is beyond our realm of thinking.
I may not like to go to church but I am a believer. I believe that there is some sort of heaven that we go to or some sort of other realm of existence. I believe in God. I want to give you a foundation so you can also believe in God. I was struggling with that. How do I start teaching you? I asked your godmother and she had some great suggestions. I prayed about it at night. All of a sudden I had a voice (I think of it as THEE voice - not the normal crazy voice that is my own but a voice I can recognize as completely coming from somewhere that I think to be God) that told me to start with you when Elijah turned 3. So, on his birthday, we started saying your prayers.
Each night, Elijah will say "Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to God my soul to keep. Please guide (Which she says God) me safely through the night and wake me with the morning light. Dear God, please bless (which he says blast).... Then, comes the nightly list. Without fail it goes like this..."Morgan, Jake, Tyler and Andrew." Then, if he had a really good day with someone, he will mention them. Otherwise, the daycare kids go next (including the dog) and that is about it. Sometimes, we will get mentioned like he is throwing us a pity bone. After he is done with his list, he says "Amen." It is a start.
Last weekend was Auntie Becky's birthday. We had already seen her and taken a gift so I knew we were covered. But, something kept nagging me to send her a video of you boys on her birthday. I got my phone out and I told Elijah to say Happy Birthday. When I hit record, he started singing Happy Birthday to her. He even blew out the candles. Joey said "Cheese" to the camera and bye-bye. It really was odd how I kept getting little nudges in my head to do it. Yesterday, I got a card form your Auntie Becky. She told me that she prayed for you guys to sing to her. She knew she was going to be lonely on her first birthday without Gramma Dorothy so she wanted to hear from you .
Now, I am a believer but this was such a confirmation to me on 2 things... 1) God answers our prayers. 2) Sometimes that little voice in my head is more than crazy ramblings or intuition. Sometimes that voice is that every powerful "THEE" voice - I have only had that happen 3 times. Some times that little thought in your head that you think is genius is really inspired by God planting the seed in you.
Just another testament to faith and believing in God - your Auntie Becky was hurting and prayed for a smile through you guys. God kept bugging me about it so I finally did it. Elijah sang without even being asked to. Can't get much closer to proof than that!
I may not like to go to church but I am a believer. I believe that there is some sort of heaven that we go to or some sort of other realm of existence. I believe in God. I want to give you a foundation so you can also believe in God. I was struggling with that. How do I start teaching you? I asked your godmother and she had some great suggestions. I prayed about it at night. All of a sudden I had a voice (I think of it as THEE voice - not the normal crazy voice that is my own but a voice I can recognize as completely coming from somewhere that I think to be God) that told me to start with you when Elijah turned 3. So, on his birthday, we started saying your prayers.
Each night, Elijah will say "Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to God my soul to keep. Please guide (Which she says God) me safely through the night and wake me with the morning light. Dear God, please bless (which he says blast).... Then, comes the nightly list. Without fail it goes like this..."Morgan, Jake, Tyler and Andrew." Then, if he had a really good day with someone, he will mention them. Otherwise, the daycare kids go next (including the dog) and that is about it. Sometimes, we will get mentioned like he is throwing us a pity bone. After he is done with his list, he says "Amen." It is a start.
Last weekend was Auntie Becky's birthday. We had already seen her and taken a gift so I knew we were covered. But, something kept nagging me to send her a video of you boys on her birthday. I got my phone out and I told Elijah to say Happy Birthday. When I hit record, he started singing Happy Birthday to her. He even blew out the candles. Joey said "Cheese" to the camera and bye-bye. It really was odd how I kept getting little nudges in my head to do it. Yesterday, I got a card form your Auntie Becky. She told me that she prayed for you guys to sing to her. She knew she was going to be lonely on her first birthday without Gramma Dorothy so she wanted to hear from you .
Now, I am a believer but this was such a confirmation to me on 2 things... 1) God answers our prayers. 2) Sometimes that little voice in my head is more than crazy ramblings or intuition. Sometimes that voice is that every powerful "THEE" voice - I have only had that happen 3 times. Some times that little thought in your head that you think is genius is really inspired by God planting the seed in you.
Just another testament to faith and believing in God - your Auntie Becky was hurting and prayed for a smile through you guys. God kept bugging me about it so I finally did it. Elijah sang without even being asked to. Can't get much closer to proof than that!
Dear Joey...
Hi Baby JoeJoe,
You are killing me lately buddy, just killing me. Sometimes, I get a bit sad because you are so independent and don't want to be cuddly. For some reason, it isn't in your nature. A few nights last week, you snuggled right on my belly as we were getting ready to go to sleep. I let you lay there - your head touching the bottom of my chin. Your legs about touching my knees. It made me think of all the times that we laid like that in the NICU but you were just a baby. Now, you are a big boy and want to do everything yourself. I like watching you play and learn but I would also like more snuggle time.
You just kill me when we are in bed and you say "Mommy." For so long it has been screams of "Ma." Now, it is "Mommy." It sounds so strange coming from you. As you may imagine, every time you say it, I soften and you get your way.
We have a ritual at night on the nights I lay with you. We climb in bed, say night night to daddy, we say our prayers and then we sing. I would always sing the same two songs "Baby" and "You are my sunshine." Then, Elijah started learning more songs and he thought I was a DJ or something. Next thing you know, he is barking out "Row Row Row your boat" or "Twinkle Twinkle" or "Rockabye baby." Last time you were home with us and Elijah was gone, you thought it was your job to bark orders. Now, you do it more than him. I will finish a song and you will tell me the next one. Makes me smile.
But, what really got me the other night was that you were singing WITH me. You hit the notes where you should and some of your words were clear. How is that possible? I think you are musically inclined. You love toys with music. You love music on cartoons. You love music at night. I am not biased enough to say that you are the next Mozart or Bob Seger (ha) but you do take a liking to it and maybe you will play an instrument. Either way, you singing makes my heart sing.
Yesterday, I came home from being gone all day and you just attacked me. Since you aren't one to express a ton of affection, I loved it! You wanted to be by me all night. When I would walk away, you would get mad. We were joined at the hip and that wasn't a bad thing :)
You are starting to give better kisses. You know not to open your mouth anymore. But, when I say give me a kiss, you tilt your forehead to meet mine and then you do a big smacking kiss sound. 8/10 times, there are no lip actions involved at all :) Tonight, I said "Night Night Joey. Give me a kiss." I heard a big lip smack from across the bed!
You say "I love you" now. Oh man. Kills me. Tonight, I said "Night night Joey, I love you." You said "ove you". I giggled so then you had to giggle. Not much more can brighten my spirits more than hearing my babies say I love you.
Speaking of giggling, you think so much is funny. You crack yourself up. You are also starting a silly laugh. You love to make noises to try to get Elijah to laugh. You love, love, love it when you can make your big brother laugh.
I think that is about it, my love. Thank you for being such sweetness!
You are killing me lately buddy, just killing me. Sometimes, I get a bit sad because you are so independent and don't want to be cuddly. For some reason, it isn't in your nature. A few nights last week, you snuggled right on my belly as we were getting ready to go to sleep. I let you lay there - your head touching the bottom of my chin. Your legs about touching my knees. It made me think of all the times that we laid like that in the NICU but you were just a baby. Now, you are a big boy and want to do everything yourself. I like watching you play and learn but I would also like more snuggle time.
You just kill me when we are in bed and you say "Mommy." For so long it has been screams of "Ma." Now, it is "Mommy." It sounds so strange coming from you. As you may imagine, every time you say it, I soften and you get your way.
We have a ritual at night on the nights I lay with you. We climb in bed, say night night to daddy, we say our prayers and then we sing. I would always sing the same two songs "Baby" and "You are my sunshine." Then, Elijah started learning more songs and he thought I was a DJ or something. Next thing you know, he is barking out "Row Row Row your boat" or "Twinkle Twinkle" or "Rockabye baby." Last time you were home with us and Elijah was gone, you thought it was your job to bark orders. Now, you do it more than him. I will finish a song and you will tell me the next one. Makes me smile.
But, what really got me the other night was that you were singing WITH me. You hit the notes where you should and some of your words were clear. How is that possible? I think you are musically inclined. You love toys with music. You love music on cartoons. You love music at night. I am not biased enough to say that you are the next Mozart or Bob Seger (ha) but you do take a liking to it and maybe you will play an instrument. Either way, you singing makes my heart sing.
Yesterday, I came home from being gone all day and you just attacked me. Since you aren't one to express a ton of affection, I loved it! You wanted to be by me all night. When I would walk away, you would get mad. We were joined at the hip and that wasn't a bad thing :)
You are starting to give better kisses. You know not to open your mouth anymore. But, when I say give me a kiss, you tilt your forehead to meet mine and then you do a big smacking kiss sound. 8/10 times, there are no lip actions involved at all :) Tonight, I said "Night Night Joey. Give me a kiss." I heard a big lip smack from across the bed!
You say "I love you" now. Oh man. Kills me. Tonight, I said "Night night Joey, I love you." You said "ove you". I giggled so then you had to giggle. Not much more can brighten my spirits more than hearing my babies say I love you.
Speaking of giggling, you think so much is funny. You crack yourself up. You are also starting a silly laugh. You love to make noises to try to get Elijah to laugh. You love, love, love it when you can make your big brother laugh.
I think that is about it, my love. Thank you for being such sweetness!
Monday, January 7, 2013
Some Scrapbook pages
Hey boys!
I may not have written about the last couple of months but I can at least show you & your family some scrapbook pages of our activities. :)
Our Thomas trip to Boone Iowa.
We had a great time at our trips to Valas with family and friends.
You both enjoyed Phineas and Ferb in Lincoln
You both loved Halloween and both really got into trick or treating! We did a lot of Halloween activities - Bryan trick or treating, Haunted Safari and then trick or treating on Halloween night.
Not traditional Thanksgiving photos but it wasn't a traditional Thanksgiving - it was so warm out, you could play outside with your cousins with no coat on!
Family photos
We had a great time at the Children's Museum when we went to cookies & milk with Santa. Joey doesn't look like he had a good time, but he did :)
On the 22nd, we had cousin night. We went bowling with the grown ups and you guys had 2nd generation cousin night at Auntie Sheila's. It was the beginning of the Lang Christmas curse where everyone except you two and Auntie Val got sick!
Snow storm! You guys wanted to go outside and play so bad!!
On Christmas Eve, we made cookies for Santa while daddy worked.
Year end letter to Elijah.
Elijah's 9:33 photos. The 9:25 photos were good but when 9:33 rolled around on his birthday, he was done dealing.
Right after our 1,000 cheers on NYE. We did dinner with the Beatys, Children's Museum then CHEERS on the kitchen floor like we did last year.
Saturday, January 5, 2013
October, November, December
Well, my loves, I have slacked on your blog. But, here are our daily photos from October, November, & December.
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