Grandma Lori??

I was looking back over the blog and saw the entry were I was telling that Zane wants to adopt kids. This has changed. Now, in addition to not wanting to marry, he doesn't want any children because he doesn't ever want to be a Grandpa. Kind of strange being that he loves his Grandpas.

Pumpernickel

The boys each made their own mini-loaf of pumpernickel bread this week. They were curious about pumpernickel after watching an episode of Sesame Street where Rachael Ray talks about how she loves to say pumpernickel and how good it is. The boys enjoyed making the bread, but we discovered that we DO NOT like pumpernickel. At least not the recipe we tried. The boys decided Rachael Ray must have been telling a joke when she said it was good.

After making the bread I learned more about it. Following please read an excerpt from Wikipedia:

The Philologist Johann Christoph Adelung states about the Germanic origin of the word, in the vernacular, Pumpen was a New High German synonym for being flatulent, a word similar in meaning to the English "fart", and "Nickel" was a form of the name Nicholas, an appellation commonly associated with a goblin or devil (e.g., "Old Nick", a familiar name for Satan). Hence, pumpernickel is described as the "devil's fart", a definition accepted by the Stopes International Language Database,^[2] the publisher Random House,^[3] and by some English language dictionaries, including Webster's Dictionary.^[4] The American Heritage Dictionary adds "so named from being hard to digest."

• I really don't like the word that they used to describe the word flatulent in English, but felt I had to keep it in there in order for the excerpt to make the most sense.
  

Kicking Cade

A few days ago one of the older boys asked Cade why he was kicking me when he was in my tummy. He said, "Me was excited. Me was happy. Me wanted out!" I wish I could show you his facial expressions when he said this...it truly was priceless.

Zane the Evangelist

Zane has become quite the little Evangelist. About a month ago he had a little chat with one of his Grandma's. It went something like this:

First, he shyly sang Jesus Love Me. Then, he told her that the song was true. He said even though you can't see Jesus that He is real. Grandma said that she knew that and Zane looked at me surprised and whispered, "She knows that! How did she know that?" Next he asked why Grandma didn't go to church. He told her that she should go and that we do every week. Zane ended by telling her, "You know heaven --- it's a great place."

The moment was a little awkward (sorry Grandma), but I didn't stop him. He was concerned about his Grandma and wanted to share with her what he has been taught. I was very proud of him!

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Today Zane was talking with the college age boy that is living with us for the summer. He said "You know you are never alone. Someone is always with you." He then said, "God is good. God is good."

Another missing tooth!

Zane let me pull out his 4th loose tooth today. I was a little nervous about it because it wasn't quite as loose as his 3rd one was. In fact, this time it took three pulls!! But Zane wasn't afraid and wanted me to do it (even after the first two pulls didn't work). He said it didn't hurt when it came out, but it did hurt once the tooth was gone. The bleeding was about the same as last time and I gave him a Tylenol. He is glad the tooth is out so that it wont bother him. He is not excited about the tooth fairy coming, but is a little curious what the fairy will bring. I asked if he would ever want me to pull another one out and he said yes. My boy is brave!

Funny story for today...

Usually I only write stories that involve the kids, but today something rather funny happened to me and I thought I would share.

I decided this morning to make cookies to take to Cory at work. We were finally ready and I headed out the door. I bent over to set down the kids' lunches so that I could unlock the van and inadvertently spilled half the cookies onto the ground. Ugh! I went into the house to get some more cookies and a bag for the ones I spilled on the ground. (A little dirt doesn't hurt, but I didn't want to give one of them to Cory's co-worker.) Once in the house I grabbed the cookies, but then I heard something. A dripping noise coming from the bathroom. I thought the faucet had been left on and headed for the bathroom. I rammed my body into the door that was cracked open and ... banged it right into our male house guest! A yell rolled off my tongue and through my gaping mouth. My hand flew up to cover my eyes. My body, stiff from embarrassment and shock, turned away and I yelled over my shoulder, "I didn't see anything! I thought the faucet was dripping!" I walked right out the front door and slammed it behind me. I went to the van and was chuckling a bit. The boys asked why I kept bursting out into little laughs, but I said I wouldn't tell them.

About a mile from the house Zane said I should cut off my feet because every time I looked at them I would start to laugh. On the way to the van I must have looked at my feet (I think I do that when I'm embarrassed) and then started laughing. His solution sounds a bit drastic to me! Evidently he wasn't feeling too happy about not being included in the humor.

I honestly think that if my reaction had been caught on video that we may have won the 100k from America's Funniest Videos!

Lost another one

Lost another one...a tooth that is. Zane's third tooth came out on Friday. Actually, I pulled it out and we were both rather startled. I had tried before to pull out one of his other loose teeth, but wasn't able to because my fingers would slip of his tooth. This time I decided to use toilet paper to get a good grip on it. Boy did that work. I gave it one good yank and "pop" out it came! It didn't hurt him, but he said I embarrassed him (Grandma Marsha and Aunt Melissa were watching.)

Clear Lake

The boys slept on a futon side by side. It didn't prove to work out very well. Luke wanted a drink of water and wouldn't let it go. Zane had to go potty. (No water and no toilet in the cabin...) Cade wanted to sleep with me. During the night they seemed to play musical sleeping bags. Luke ended up in Zane's bag and I'm pretty sure Zane was sleeping in Cade's and Cade got Luke's. How it all happened I'm not quite sure! It was a long night...Cory helping Luke with his pole. I love this picture!
Cade caught his first fish and was so excited! I think all the people boating on the lake heard him yelling, "I caught a fish! I caught a fish!" Zane and Luke also each caught a fish.
Luke and Cade had a lot of fun playing with the bait. :o)

I lost Cade!?

The other night I went in to check on the boys before heading to bed. I checked Zane and Luke in their bunks and then went over to Cade's crib. Cade wasn't in it. I re-checked Zane and Luke's bed and then started looking around the room, in each corner and under the bunk. Cade wasn't anywhere. I knew he must be somewhere in the house, but I was still starting to panic a bit. I checked the hall and then my room and bed. No Cade! I went back to his room and re-checked. I finally found him under the bunk. The first time I looked I didn't see him because he was so far under and it was dark. I pulled him out by his foot and put him in bed. Don't scare me like that Cade Roy!

Vacation Bible School

"Slippin' and slidin' and surfin' and ridin' for Jesus!" Vacation Bible School, Dayspring Fellowship 2008.