Why Blogging Ain't a Priority No More!

In case there's 2 or 3 of you out there who are wondering why I'm not blogging much anymore, I was thinking that perhaps I owe you an explanation.

Let me first tell you what it's NOT.

It's not that THESE TWO have left me without material to blog about:

No, the material is still flowing regularly. They make me smile and laugh as much as they ever did.

No, the reason I'm not blogging these days is because of this Cute face:

 Look closely...right into those baby blues...can you see it?? Can you see the

MISCHIEF?!?

 So on Micah's first birthday he decided to pull out a whole new bag of tricks. Within one day he learned to 1. pull up on furniture 2. pull to sitting from lying down 3. climb stairs 4. do a REAL crawl (not army) SUPER fast 5. crash down from furniture and 6. say 'wow' and 'hi'.

It was a busy day.

And it is now a busy life!!

 These two little legs are at least 50% busier than either Ellie or Josh's ever were.
I find myself rotating from surprise to fear to dismay to amusement all day long.
(But mostly amusement because after all, Micah is Child Number 3. I think Number 3's tend to be this way. )
So Micah has this little circuit he likes to do around the house.
First and best stop: the DVD player. We've mostly blocked it off now, because this mom felt sad seeing this reaction:

 ...every time she said 'no no Micah!'. Poor little peanut. Life is tough.

Next stop: the stairs. Keep in mind, we live in a split level with stairs everywhere. We thankfully have doors blocking off every level, but with two other children, they don't always stay closed.

 I try to let him practice several times a day, since the sooner he learns the better. Going up, no problem. Going down...not so graceful. Once he's at the top, next stop is

Ellie's CD player:

 Two days ago he discovered the eject button on the bottom and now is determined to rip the CD drawer out of the player. Unplugging this during the days is alleviating this problem.

Back in the living room Micah resigns himself to pulling off un-nailed baseboards and smashing air vents. I don't usually stop him, because he is a boy, after all, and by this time it feels as though I should let him do SOMETHING. 

 Then it's off to the kitchen where, if it's a nice day, we appreciate a breeze flowing in through our screen door...which doesn't latch properly...which Micah LOVES.

 And before long, his hand is pinched, again. 

 He also has a tendency to loose his balance by the door. And by the coffee tables. And pretty much everywhere else. The marks were already faded by today (don't show up well in the photo) but he definitely wins the record in our home for multiple face wounds within 24 hours:

So that, my friends, is why I'm not blogging.

During the day, I am chasing (among many other things).

During the evening, I am recovering.

(Which begs the question: When am I posting this blog? During "quiet time". Rob's home. Kids are sleeping. All is well.)

p.s. It being summer, we also have yard work to do. Thanks to our friends Tim and Rachel for lending us this sweet JAIL cell for our little adventurer:

Which works for a little while. But Micah's learning to climb it. And eat it.

 p.p.s. Rob and I like to speculate what God might do in Micah's lifetime if he remains unafraid and adventurous...plant churches? Reach a people group for God? Change the world?

We pray it might be so!! 

Micah Celebrates 1 Year of Livin'!

 So this Saturday marks 1 year since Micah Daniel Jacob made his entrance into the world during a crazy May rainstorm. I will never forget that moment for a few reasons: 1. It really was a CRAZY rainstorm - in fact, awesome would be a good word to describe it! 2. I really don't like surprises, and I knew I was having a boy, so I was extra excited to meet him! and 3. The presence of Jesus was so incredibly strong in the delivery room. Talk about experiencing peace in the middle of pain! It still takes my breathe away.

 This year, like all baby's first years, has had it's ups and downs, but mostly ups. Micah is a

joy and a delight

and has all of us madly in love with him. He is peaceful and independent and when crossed, has a temper like the rainstorm mentioned earlier. :) He enjoys pulling our un-nailed baseboards off the wall, throwing food on the floor and poking Joshy's eyes. He still army crawls, and it's impossible to lose Micah because he grunts wherever he goes (quite the workout). He gives the best hugs ever, and very occasionally regales us with his few words, 'Dada', 'Mama', 'wow' and 'ba' (balloon). He loves to dance, clap, laugh and WRESTLE!

 But most of all Micah likes to watch.
And around here, there's plenty of action!

Needless to say, Micah's life is worth celebrating, so this past weekend, that's what we did! (however, I will sheepishly admit that with every birthday party I plan, the less effort I put in. This particular party didn't even have a THEME. WHAT is HAPPENING to me?!)

 The weather cleared up right when my family arrived, so we hung out outside for a while. Here's Josh and his best chair/uncle, Jon:

My, they're in tune with one another!

 Josh will steal a snuggle whenever he gets the chance!

 My nephew Drew showing off his belly button. This kid makes me giggle!

Micah's friend Emily didn't want to leave her mom's lap for fear of bugs. That's what these long winters do to the poor children: they forget what bugs are.

 Ellie and Regan sharing some secret cousin humour:

 Those freckles make me want to kiss her!

We all shared a quick and easy 'faspa' type supper:

 And opened presents:

 Micah's stunned tissue-paper-heaven face:

 As always, the big kids had the most fun!

 And lastly, introducing Micah to the excellent world of cupcakes. He was too entranced by the singing to notice at first, though:

 "Hey, what is this? Feels gross."

 "Ewwww...."

 "Ma, are you sure I'm supposed to EAT this stuff?"

 "Yeah, okay, you've convinced me!!!"

 Micah, I love you more than words can say!

I am so looking forward to the ups (and downs) your second year will bring.

xoxo

Mommy

Funny child vs. Stubborn Mom

So Micah's figured out he's a third born child, and desperate to prove that he too can participate in the jolly chaos of the home, has adopted a new face:

 Boy does that face make us giggle!

He uses is for all sorts of attention getting...like when he's in the church nursery and spots me through the window. On one particular Sunday most of the row behind me was holding in their laughter as this little clown stared me down with this face. HOW could I NOT go pick him up?

He's also learned to use this face for evil and not for good by becoming the 'class clown', so to speak. 

"Micah!" I say sweetly, secretly...okay, not so secretly... hoping Micah will learn to talk one day because we ignore him so often, "Micah, say MA. MA. Mama. Say Mama!"

Micah:

"No Micah, that's super cute and silly, but say 'Mama'. C'mon! MAMA! Mama!"

Micah:

He gets us every time. He's been doing it for two weeks and we still laugh.
I truly thought that he'd forever think that the goof face and 'mama' were one and the same ...

Until yesterday. He said it! "Mom. Mom. Mom." He had a plugged nose so I wondered if that had something to do with it and it was some sort of fluke.  He still has a plugged nose, and it could still be a fluke, except he says it when I pick him up and he hugs me and touches my hair and says, "Mom. Mom. Mom." And suddenly all those wiggly diaper changes and sleepless nights and shnotty noses and food on the floor and puked on shirts are just WORTH it. He knows who loves him.
Mom.

True, I'd prefer 'Mama' or 'Mommy' or something that indicates he's 11 months old and not a small, army-crawling teenager, but hey, beggars can't be choosers! :)

And so...stubborn mom wins again!

P.S. That was supposed to be the end of this post...but then Micah added a new element to this act.
Ladies and gentleman, I give you
Funny Face Meets Dinner and a Nasty Cold Virus! :

 Check out the snot mixed with spaghetti sauce. Yummy.

Dinner is great, Ma! Just great!

 I love you to the moon and back, Micah!