"The Food in Your Belly"

Dinner time this evening:

Josh was full. His plate was full. He was full of it. I "stupidly" let Josh have hot chocolate after we shoveled the driveway this evening. It was after 5 o'clock. Dinner was ready at 6:45. Josh's tummy was not ready for dinner, especially after he and I finished off that last piece of pumpkin pie together. Another "stupid" move. But Josh's eyes were twinkling at me while I shared those few bites of pie with him... I think it was worth it. But back to my story. He was full... Who could blame him really? His belly most likely felt like bursting, because very soon his comment was, "I want to see the food in my belly." Josh grabbed his lower belly roll, right around his belly button, and began tugging. We asked him what he was doing and he said, "I'm trying to see my food!" He complained that his belly was stuck and that it would not open. Adam and I couldn't help but giggle and I asked him what he was going to see in his belly. "My dinner and my lunch and my drink and dessert..." Poor kid, probably just wanted to open his belly and let a little bit out. Somehow our dinner conversation turned to how food really came out and Josh was quite surprised to hear that our food actually came out as poop, after our bodies were done using it. He had this silly grin on his face and was quite adamant that this was NOT true. He looked at me, as if I would confirm his suspicions. I reaffirmed the truth and Josh thought that was the most unusual thing he heard yet... Funny, the things that you and I know and just take for granted, and how those bits of information can really rock a little persons' world. I am left wondering when the subject will come up again. Perhaps tomorrow, after a good meal......

Holding Still... Or Not

He squirmed, he wriggled, he ran, he giggled. He tried his best to get away. Do you know how hard it is to get a small boys' photograph? He won't look at the camera. He closes his eyes. He slouches over. His sweatshirt covers his face. He turns around. You get the idea, right? Maybe you don't really. Then you need some pictures as a demonstration.
But I finally grabbed him and squeezed him close. He couldn't get away this time. Can you tell by the looks of my hair that I had had quite a time of getting him to hold still? He's a funny kid.

Wanna Play the "Guess that Fruit" Game?

As I was hanging Joshua's clothes in the closet this evening, I happened upon this strange carcass of a fruit. Months and months and months ago, I had downsized Josh diaper bag and had stashed the bigger bag in his closet. (Very small closet... Not easy for things to get lost in.) I don't even know how I noticed that gross remnant of fruit, especially since I was putting clothes away in semi darkness, as Josh was already in bed. But it was down inside the diaper bag. Ah yes, I was looking for extra hangers and thought maybe one had fallen into his bag. And that is what I scooped out instead. You can imagine my delight in finding such a treasure. I wonder how long it had lain in that bag lost and forgotten. Gross.

Josh's Life Policy

Joshua's current life policy is to stuff it all into his mouth as fast as he can, so he can get some more.

Tickle Him WIth Kisses

I just love hearing my boy laugh, especially when it's about something I'm doing. I hope you love to hear him laugh too.

Camaras and Keys

Hello all! Good news on the camera. We returned the one we got before our honeymoon (because it wasn't working... it would work for 3-5 minutes and then freeze up) and bought a different one made by Kodak. See how we support the local economy? I like it so far (after 4 hrs) and I think we'll have fun using it this week. We also bought a picture card to use with it, which will encourage me to take more pictures more often. Goody-goody!
We were locked out of our house this evening when we came home from church. We traded vehichles with Mom and Dad because we are using their van to take kids to the retreat and I left my house keys on the key chain I gave Mom. She is going to come visit Louis while we're gone and she will need those keys. Adam had left his keys at home but we thought we could get in through the basement. But the door was locked or something so I had to run to our landlord's and ask him for the key. Luckily they don't go to bed real early as it was 9:00. But they didn't seem to mind and Mrs. Landlord said the banana bread I made for them was really good and that I was a good baker :) :) Anyway when I got the extra key and went back across the parking lot, Adam was climbing in the window. I guess he'd make a good bandit... breaking in and stuff. So we didn't really need the key unless Adam had decided to act civilized and turn from his bandit-practicing ways. Oh well, I still used the key to unlock the back door because I am quicker than Adam, even if he was already inside.
Well, I have finished packing for the evening and will have to finish in the morning after we are up and going for the day. So we shall be off tomorrow. I wish you all a good several days and shall return to blogging when I come home. God bless and good night!

Fried Chicken!!!

Well, it is super bowl Sunday... Adam is watching TV and I already took my nap, so I'm blogging instead. I'm not much on football, although I do want Seattle to win. Go Seahawks!!! Anyway...

Last night, Adam and I made deep fried chicken wings. We are rather experimental. We heated up the oil in our big pan and even though the chicken wings were only half thawed we tried it anyway. Well, the first one was kinda exciting. First of all, there was too much oil in the pan, second, it was too hot, and third, frozen chicken makes for exciting action in hot oil!! Adam popped one little chicken leg in the pot and the oil practically exploded!!! It bubbled all over the stove, onto the fridge and the floor. Louis came running through and slipped through the oil on the floor and smoke started filling the house. I was like, "Adam, Adam! Put the lid on the oil! What do we do?!?" The lid didn't help, by the way. We had to open the front door and both back doors to let the smoke out. Needless to say we had to let the oil cool down a bit before we tried again. But in the end, Adam does make very tasty chicken wings... deep fried chicken wings. We'll just be a bit wiser on how to go about it next time :) By the way, if anyone knows how to clean off oil that is burned onto my nice new pan, give me some ideas please. It's all caked on there leaving a yellow residue around the outside of the pan. I know my Grandma is excellent at getting pans looking clean and shiny, but I'm not sure I have that much patience...