"Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God, But only he who sees takes off his shoes, The rest sit 'round it and pluck blackberries."

- Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Update

We are back in Iowa.



I know this because for two weeks GQ was perfectly healthy - even with flu germs rampant around him - and now that we have returned (the day after our arrival, in fact) he has the croup again.



Awesome.



The rest of us have acquired his head cold since he really enjoys giving kisses right now -and how can you turn down an 18 month old who's puckering up?



While he does officially go to nursery in two weeks, it just occured to me that he may never go because he is always sick.



Even more awesome.



*****



Consider the following drama in our home:



M: But I want _____ . It's mine.

E: No, I need ______ .

Mom: M, you had _____ last night, E can have _____ tonight.



Sure, this is an everyday conversation in most homes with children. Until you fill in the blank. What is it my children were fighting over, you ask?



A bucket.



And not just any bucket.



A bucket for throwing up.



After spending the break with M, cousin Cody, cousin Ava, cousin Ezra, and cousin Russ Russ throwing up M and E have become obsessed. They are always "feeling sick" and wanting a bucket to throw up in.



I even had to make a bed by the toilet for E one night, so I could get some sleep. (Don't worry, she went sound asleep also - "upset" stomach and all.)



I tried telling them the story of the boy that called wolf, but they didn't get it. They were just excited I told a better night-time story than my usual: "Once there was a turtle, and he was slow. The end."



*****



On the way home from Vegas our flight was re-routed to Des Moines, due to fog.



Since I am a geography GENIUS, especially when it comes to Iowa, I had no idea where we were.



Just slightly embarassing.



*****



New Year's went well for us. Generally Justin and I are either fighting or asleep, and we have never actually had a "New Year's kiss."



Oh the horror.



So, this year we rented a movie to help us stay up.



When it was over, we looked at the clock to see how much longer we had to go.



It was 12:32.



Yup. We missed it. Completely.



Another year bites the dust.

5 comments:

Brittany said...

Awesome! Love your posts as usual Jamie!

Fowler family said...

Classic. We too missed it.

Fowler family said...

And I just have to comment on that bucket thing. That is so funny they were fighting over the bucket. I had to read the dialogue out loud to James right now as I was laughing so hard and it is totally something our boys would do. This will be so funny for them to read when they are older.

nielsons*love*family said...

hey we have a throw up bowl, not a bucket. but i must say my kids have NEVER fought over unless there was an actual appearance by "throw up".

very cute! (in its own weird way)

The Sorensens said...

Never knew throwing up could be so exciting!