Easter Litany

This post is by far over due!!

We had a picture, but somewhere is the midst of life, it got lost.  It was from a distance and not the best quality.  I'm saying this to either :  1.  Make myself feel better, even though we lost the picture or 2.  Let it be known that an imagination is the only way you will see this happening.

I was asked a few Sundays before Easter to do a Litnay with my boys.  Austin wanted absolutely no part in this.  So, it was up to Adam and myself.  Adam was a great sport and participated.  We had some motions that went with the verbiage that was on the page.

I, honestly, could not see Adam the whole time we were up there--since I was next to him doing the same thing.  But whenever I did get to glance at him we was very animated with his motions.  (Putting one hand out to the left and saying the words, then the other hand out to the right and saying words, then saying Impossible with the hands going scissor like in front)

I may not have pictures of this event, but I know I will remember it.  I felt this was a very special time to have  with my little boy.  I hope he remembers it as well.

Mrs. Long

Earlier this year Adam was having trouble in school.  We had several meetings and got him some help.  Mrs. Long started to work with him a little every day.  Almost immediately we could see a difference in Adam, and in his grades.  He loves his time with Mrs. Long--and she often comments on how she enjoys her time with Adam.

Today was May Day at Mike and Adam's school.  At the end of the program everyone goes down to do the "singing in the rain" dance.  I had been talking to Mrs. Long up to that point.  We decided to go down to dance with Adam. 

 

 I think he enjoyed us dancing with him.

Then, I needed one good picture of the two of them.

There are many things in life that I am not sure of.  However, one thing I know for certain:  Mrs. Long is an angel is disguise!!

Inflatable Monster

Earlier this month Mike's parents came for a visit.  We went to a restaurant for dinner one night.  Of course, the boys finished their dinner before my parents, Mike's parents, or I was done.  There is a car lot next to the restaurant that has an inflatable monster.  The boys had fun taking some pictures with the monster.

 When I downloaded this picture, I thought Austin was comparing muscles with the monster.  It wasn't until it was on my blog that I realized he wanted it to look like he was picking the monsters nose-oh, life with my boys...

The next 2 crack me up!!

Our boys keep things lively, there is never a dull moment here.  And I think I want to keep it that way  :)

He Tried...

...He really did!

This year Adam is in Waterman singer's.  Last night they had an All City Choral Fest.  The Children from all the city schools met at the High School and practiced for several hours.  Then they had a concert for family that night.  Adam was a trooper for the practice.  They had dinner, then we were going to have the concert and be done.

As the children came onto the stage, I could tell something was wrong with Adam.  He was crying.  His music teacher was sitting in front of me.  I leaned forward and asked if she had any idea why he was crying.  She did not know.  She told me that she was the first one to go up and lead a song, so she would check on him and see if he needed me.

She went on stage and shortly then Adam was coming to me.  I asked what was wrong.  He said, "I have a headache."  Then I remembered that earlier that afternoon he had said something to me about a headache.  I told him to drink some water with supper and I would give him Tylenol when we got home.  Apparently, the water did not help enough.

He stood on stage, he would have sang if he needed to, but he was miserable.  It made for a very long day.  He was totally exhausted, and probably dehydrated (and those lights don't help either.)

He was very happy to come home and go to bed!  Maybe next time it will go better him.

Biking

We have a wonderful neighbor!  I actually grew up with the father of this family--His house was just down the street from ours.  Joel moved back to the area last August.  We have been carpooling this school year.   When the weather is nice he even calls and says that he is planning to bike, Austin can join him.  It has been a great situation, I love that Austin can do this with him, since I cannot (I have to get to work)!

The other week, as Austin was getting in his car, he asked if I had seen the picture at school.  I said, "no."  He explained that there was a picture of Austin and him on the wall.  It just so happened that there was something at school that week that we were going to--I was going to hunt this picture down!!

Austin knew right where it was (however he had NEVER mentioned it to me).  He was able to take me right to it!

I have to say, "In my opinion, this is the best picture of any of the walls at school.  However, I will admit that I am a bit biased!"

2 Are Better Than 1

At Adam's school they offer an after school program, once in the fall and once in the spring.  They offer fun classes that kids really enjoy taking.  They range from cooking to crafting, from exercise to robotics.  Adam has taken a cooking class, a knitting class, this spring he decided to try yoga.  He has always enjoyed each class and learned a lot from his instructors.

Before the children go to their "classes" they get a snack.  Apparently, on this particular day Adam was VERY thirsty... 

...And 2 are always better than 1, right??

Wiser Than He Knows

Tonight as I was putting Adam to bed, he looked at me so seriously and said, "How old  do you have to be in order to be adopted?"

I sat there and pondered this question for a moment.  What exactly was he asking?  I said, "Adam, children are adopted at all ages, I'm not sure what your looking for or if this answers your question."

He said, "No, I mean when they put water on your head.

"Ahhhhhh, you mean baptized."  I explained that people get baptized at all different ages, it just depends on when you are ready to do it.

"How do you know when your ready?"

"Well, continue your devotions, continue your memory work, and pray.  God will tell your heart when your ready.  You will know."

As I was leaving his room and turning out the light, it occurred to me that he had said adoption but meant baptism.  However, the irony is that by being baptized your being adopted into God's family.

Maybe he wasn't wrong with his words.