Jussumore Stories

Nope, I'm not posting about anything interesting trip today.
I'm not the one who did the interesting trip.
I just stayed home with the kids and chalked up brownie points in heaven.

Yes, I, Janae, the coolest wife ever, sent my artist-of-a-husband to the Met for the entire day (until it closed at 9 pm!) so he could draw to his heart's content. You should have seen him beam excitement as he left. Better than a kid on Christmas morning.

But since you are obviously expecting me to post about what I did today (notice the sarcasm), I will treat you to a few quirks and a few stories.
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Remember how I told you that we cracked Elijah's code? (The hug thing.) I think we may have cracked Seara's. It's called "scratch your back." Seara will do ANYTHING for a "scratch your back." The only problem is trying to stop scratching her back. She's a persuasive little thing.

Elijah's cute thing lately is that he asks for his morning nap. Early. Dang that kid cracks me up!

My favorite thing Enoch does is that when he cries he comforts himself by sucking his right thumb, and then holding his left ear with his left hand. Elijah liked to hold his ears, too. They just love those large ears that did not come from my side .............. I say that in love. I love Sam's 'floppy ears'! "All the better to hear you with my dear," as we like to quip here at our house.
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As Seara finished her snack one day, she got up from her chair singing. She sang one continuous song, without pausing, but changing the lyrics to fit what was happening at that moment. This is how it went:

I am a child of God, [as she is getting up]
I'm done with my chocolate milk, [as she hands me her cup]
My mom will wash my hands and face, [as I wipe her hands and face off]
And I will behave! [as she runs to play]
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Seara has finally started occasionally allowing others to pray in our home. This is a food prayer with Elijah. It happens this way every. single. time.

Me: Dear Heavenly Father,
Lije: Dear Heavenly Father,
Me: Thank thee for this food,
Lije: Thank thee for Enoch,
Me: Thank thee for the food,
Lije: Thank thee for Enoch,
Me: Food,
Lije: Enoch,
Me: Please bless the food,
Lije: Please bless Enoch,
Me: The food,
Lije: Enoch,
Me: In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.
Lije: AMEN! [throws his hands in the air like he made a touch down]

But his personal prayers are getting much better. The other day I didn't prompt him at all and this is what he said:

Dear Heavenly Father,
Thank thee for this day ...
Thank thee for drink of water ... [I had just given him a drink of water]
Thank thee for McQueen ... [the toy car he got for Christmas]
Thank thee for Buzz Light-gear movie ...
Thank thee for Wall-e movie ...
Thank thee for Jesus ...
Name of Jesus Christ, AMEN!
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Alright, I guess we'll end this with some pictures we took this afternoon. During Enoch's nap, I took the kids in the back yard to play with the snow. We may not get any snow that sticks in Baltimore this year, so we had to take advantage just in case! Tim and Betsy have a very nice, kid-sized hill that we sledded down. Elijah made a snow angel without any prompts from me. (He didn't know what he was making, he just randomly dropped to his back and started moving his arms and legs. I helped him make it a bit bigger, though.) And Seara made a 'snowman' with small chunks of ice, since the snow was too dry to pack. You remember that she is obsessed with snowmen, right? She talked about them all spring. And summer. And fall. And now winter.

"Look, mom! Snow chunks!"

Elijah's snow angel and a picture of me as proof that I was there.

Can you see me in her?? Because I think she looks SO MUCH like I did as a kid in this picture!

They sled down the hill, and at the bottom Seara tells me, "Take a picture, mom!" Okay.

Seara showing off her snowman ... and tasting her snowman.

While Seara made her snowman, Elijah did this: