blogger’s block + lots of pictures

We just put Ali to bed early, because she was one tired little girl! She spent the night with Gramamma last night, and then since she napped pretty late for her morning nap, we skipped her afternoon nap and went and visited AJ and Nathaniel (Nathaniel was hanging out with AJ while his older siblings went to see some Disney thing at the Civic Center). The three of them had a lot of fun playing. I don’t know if I can say playing “together”, because they are pretty much still in the loner phase. However, they did start to play together when united around the tea set. Nathaniel liked playing tea the best (sorry Greg – your son likes tea sets) – he sat and “ate” with a spoon the whole time.

I really wish Ali would start walking – AJ and Nathaniel walk great (AJ is 3.5 months older, and Nathaniel is 2 weeks younger). I think she would have so much more fun with them, at the park, at the zoo, etc if she would walk. And she is almost 15 months old!! I don’t want to hear what the doctor says if she’s not walking by 15 months. :( She TOTALLY could walk – she walks great holding onto one of my fingers – she just refuses to give it a chance. I had dreams two nights in a row this week that she learned to walk, then the day after the second dream, my bible study homework was about Joseph interpreting dreams. Hmm. . . . a sign? :) Just kidding. But I wish!

Sorry I don’t have anything terribly interesting to write about today. I guess I am having blogger’s block. However, Here are some fun pictures from today and recent days:

Here is Ali playing at the mirrors with Daddy while Mommy was trying on clothes:

Ali flirting with Daddy out on the porch:


Serious picture! Ali and her two buddies Thursday night at small group (Ali, Nathaniel, and AJ):


Ali posing with pretty flowers behind her ear and in her hand:

Ali and AJ playing today. . .twins!


AJ, Ali, and Nathaniel at their tea party!

This is from a few weeks ago, when Ali was unusually deeply asleep when it was time to wake her up, and Chris had turned on the lights, turned off her sound machine, taken pictures of her, and played her xylophone for about 5 minutes before she finally woke up:

sleepyhead and sour cream

This is a picture that I took of Ali today. She’s got enough hair now to do side pigtails instead of the devil horns on top of her head (I liked my little brother’s name for them better – he said she looked like a viking warrior). Her more “real” pigtails really make her look like a little girl instead of a baby!!

I am so excited about a new development with Ali. After going back and forth between fighting sleep and embracing sleep, she seems to have learned how to purposefully communicate when she is tired. In the past couple of days, she has started saying “nie nie” when she gets sleepy. And sure enough, as soon as I lay her down, she goes right to sleep. It seems that she has realized that she likes sleep. This is good!

I LOVED my sleep as a child – I would go get my blanky and paci and tell Mom that it was time for a nap, or to go to sleep. It seems that maybe Ali is headed towards that. But then again, everything (good and bad) is a phase, and anything can change at any time!
On a random note, I had a gross occurrence today. I had noticed earlier in the week that I was missing a sippy cup (I only have a few, so I have to keep close tabs on them). I was getting ready to go to lunch for the first time this week, and I got out Ali’s lunchbox, and it seemed heavy. I opened it up, and discovered a nearly full sippy cup of milk (nearly fully because it was leaking)from our trip home from the beach on SUNDAY (Chris brought in all the luggage while I was feeding Ali, and so I didn’t pick up the lunch box to realize that it was heavy, and had forgotten that I had packed milk to travel). Take my word for it – 5 days of room temperature takes milk to a whole new level – it wasn’t cottage cheesy – it was sour creamy. I took the lid off, and had the still shake the sippy cup up and down to get the chunks to come out. And wow – it stinks. I mean, it STINKS. It had leaked in the lunchbox and on everything in there (napkins, a couple of Hershey’s Hugs, and a Nutrigrain bar), so I threw everything out and thoroughly cleaned the lunch box. Then had to really work to get those sour cream chunks to go down the drain (don’t tell Chris – he’ll freak about the septic tank). Note to self: Be sure and make a note to self when packing milk for Ali, to prevent the creation of sour cream. Ew.

trying out "name it and claim it" theology

To attempt to understand what is going on in my one year old’s head, I sometimes have to try and think like a one year old and make hypotheses. This past Tuesday at about 4pm, Ali went and stood at the window at which she always watches for Daddy to come home and started saying “Daddy! Daddy!”. I thought about it, and I supposed that she thinks that since I always tell her “Daddy’s coming home! Let’s go watch for him!” and then he does, that I make something happen by speaking it forth and acting on it. It makes sense! So all afternoon she kept trying to speak Daddy home.

Then, today, we went to get in the car to go to work for a few minutes, and as soon as I put her in the car, she started saying (in a really excited voice), “AJ!! AJ!!”, and said it all the way to work. I tried to tell her that we were going to work, not to see AJ, but she didn’t seem to believe me. Sure enough, she was a little fussy all afternoon – I can only assume because she was disappointed that the magic hadn’t worked for her like it always does for Mommy.

Everytime Mommy says something, it happens. Ali has definitely figured that out (as proven last week when I told her we were going to work, and then to Gramamma’s, and the whole time we were at work, she kept telling everyone “bye-bye”, saying “mamama”, and pointing at and crawling toward the door). So it makes sense that if Mommy can perform this amazing magic, why can’t Ali? When she gets a little older (maybe 2 or 3), we’ll talk about name it and claim it theology and why that’s not exactly what God meant when He said “Ask and it will be given unto you”. :)

pillow talk, picnics, and goody bags

As I have mentioned before, Ali loves laying her head on pillows. So I decided that it was finally time to try out giving her a pillow in her crib. Amanda gave her a beautiful little pillow with her name embroidered on it, so I decided to use it. She loves it!! She fell asleep immediately for her morning nap, which she hasn’t done in a few weeks. Yay for pillows!

Ali and I spent a lot of time in the backyard today playing – playing with leaves, prickly things, and flowers. We put flowers behind our ears, and Ali loved it! She loves looking pretty. We also had a picnic outside for dinner, since it was still beautiful and well-lit, thanks to daylight savings. She did great! She sat and ate and never tried to crawl away! I was surprised.

She hadn’t quite finished all her food when Chris finished what he was doing and wanted to go on a walk, so I just threw it all in a zippy bag together (dried fruit, cheese, and ritz bits) and fed it to her on our walk. Her zippy bag of mixed up food reminded me so much of one of my favorite childhood treats – goody bags!! Every now and then, my Mom would fix us “Goody bags”. They were so awesome! We couldn’t watch her make them – she was really secretive about them – which added to the effect. She would throw in there whatever she had in the pantry – marshmallows, baking chocolate chips, dried fruit, nuts, coconut, whatever. We absolutely loved goody bags!! It’s amazing how much a creative idea can excite kids! I hope I remember that.

pictures from our times outside today:


new study reveals blogging decreases communication from parents!!

disclaimer: this blog is all in fun, and with the permission of my Mother. Please don’t take it too seriously. While the facts are true, the complaining is not genuine.

OK – so ever since I’ve been blogging, as far as I can tell, my mom has checked and read my blog at least once a day, if not two or three times. But – she’s quit calling me!!!! I mean, she ALWAYS calls me on Sunday night when we get back from the beach to make sure we got back ok and to see how it was, but today was Tuesday, and I still hadn’t heard from her! So I finally called her today, and it was as bad as I could imagine. Sure enough, she thought about calling me Sunday night, but then she thought “I’ll just check her blog instead!” And she did.

And to compound the communication breakdown, she never comments on my blogs (she swears she did, but that she must have done it wrong). So it’s great for her – she still gets to keep up with us and see pictures of her beloved Grandbaby, but we don’t hear from her at all – blog, phone, or otherwise!

I never thought of my Mom as the type to go the way of computer-only communication. In fact, she’s never been nearly as into computers as the rest of us. But alas, it can happen to the best of us.

Nobody talks to me anymore now that I blog! Unless you people start talking back, I quit!!

:)

Greek Hamburgers!

I was going to make hamburgers tonight at the request of my husband, and I decided to experiment a little (lucky for me, Chris likes experimenting with food too, so he didn’t mind). I had an unopened bottle of Nabeel’s Greek Dressing (which is AMAZING – it is more of a red vinaigrette Greek as opposed to most of the Greek dressings that are at the store), so instead of mixing in A-1 or Dale’s like we usually do, I mixed in the dressing to the hamburger meat. Then Chris had the idea of adding Cavendar’s Greek Seasoning for the saltiness. They were delicious!!! They would have probably been even better (and more Greek) if I had thought of this when I was at the store, and had gotten some feta cheese to mix in also. Teamwork always lends itself to great food creations!

So, if you’re looking for a tangy hamburger, mix in Nabeel’s Greek Dressing and Cavendar’s Greek Seasoning, and maybe some feta cheese.

btw – if you’ve never been there, Nabeel’s is a Greek restaurant in Homewood next to the park. Their dressing is also starting to become available in local grocery stores (like Piggly Wiggly).

weekend at the beach!

We headed down to Orange Beach on Friday for the first time since November (Chris’ Aunt and Uncle have a house on Wolf Bay that they go to every weekend, and we often join them). Ali has gotten a little more persnickety about where she sleeps, so I was worried about that – both for the car ride (since we have the forward facing car seat now), and naps and nighttime. She definitely did have sleep issues, but luckily she is in that really happy phase I was talking about, so it wasn’t so bad. She didn’t sleep AT ALL on the way down there – so she was up from 11:30 until 7:00, which she has NEVER done before, and of course then had trouble going to sleep because she was so overtired. But she was quite a doll all the way down there – she really didn’t fuss at all! She just played and talked the whoooole time! :)

On Saturday, we went to the outlet mall, and there is a new store which will now be my favorite – there is a BCBG/Max Azria outlet, and of course I don’t actually shop at the BCBG store at the Summit, because everything in there is like $200, but I went into the outlet to see what they had, since I do love their clothes. And – the deals were AMAZING!! It was so exciting. I bought several shirts for $19-$35 that were originally $150-$200!! Now, I KNOW that excites all of you as much as it did me!! :) I really wanted to go back today before we came home – they had jeans for $30 that I really wished I had tried on! But my desire to get home outweighed that. I also stocked up on Ali’s Carter’s fleece jammies – we use them all year round since she doesn’t leave her blanket on, and since it’s the end of winter, they were marked down from $20 to $3.99. I really love outlet malls!!

The funniest thing that happened at the outlet mall happened at Carter’s. I ran out of the store for a minute, and when I came back in, Chris was paying at the counter, and looked like a kid caught with his hand in a candy jar. He was buying Ali a pair of pink light-up shoes that he just thought were so cool, and when he had showed me earlier, I had said “yeah…they’re ok…” – well he bought them!! It was so cute that he actually cared enough about her stuff to do that. But he was so bashful about having bought them without consulting me – as if I’m the sole person that can pick out Ali’s clothes! :) Apparently, they didn’t have light-up shoes when Chris was a kid (he is old), and so since HE didn’t get to experience the fun, he wanted Ali to get it. Granted, she LOVES them. She kept staring at her feet for the rest of the weekend.

Kitty and Leo had a Krewe Meeting (their Mardi Gras club) Saturday night, so we went to dinner on our own. We went to the Oyster House, and Chris had a great idea for feeding Ali. I usually feed her raw (or steamed) veggies, fruits, cheese, and sliced meats at home, so he said that the salad bar would be just like an at-home meal for her. It was great! We also got her some chicken fingers, but she ate all kinds of finger foods from the salad bar. We’ll be remembering that trick. We ended up being sat at the same table that we told Kitty and Leo we were pregnant almost 2 years ago. Ali didn’t seem to grasp the sentimentality of it all for some reason.

As far as naps and sleeping went, Ali did ok – we put her in the laundry room, because there are no windows in there (her room at home is blacked out, so if she’s in a regularly lit room, she wakes up really early. I know – we’ve got to stop that at some point. One day.), and for some reason for naps, I ended up having to sit in there and tell her to lay down and go night-night when she would start to stand up, then she would fall asleep. Having to sleep in weird places does strange things to babies. But it worked. She did better than she’s ever done sleeping at night at Kitty and Leo’s. The laundry room was a great idea.

Sunday, we went to eat at the Shrimp Basket (we were headed to Sea N Suds, but for some reason, they are now closed on Sundays), and then we went to the Zoo!! For those of you who have never been to the Gulf Shores Zoo, you MUST go. It is so awesome – you can feed almost all of the animals! We have now all three had “biting” experiences, but that’s what makes it unique, right? Chris got bit by a turtle 3 years ago (and isn’t interested in feeding the animals anymore for some reason), I got bit by a camel a year and a half ago when I was 7 months pregnant (it hurt!!), and this year, Ali got bit by a duck. :) Now, thank goodness, the ducks bite me all the time, and it doesn’t really hurt, I think it just scared her. They actually bit her finger back in November too, and she didn’t even notice. But this time, she was standing at the fence, and she stuck her finger right to the duck’s mouth. How could it resist? It bit her whole finger, and of course she cried, but only for about 15 seconds. She got over it really quickly, and still fed the other animals, although she was a little skittish (but granted, she was a little skittish at the Birmingham Zoo petting part last time, so I’m hoping and justifying that it wasn’t my fault by letting my 14 month old get bit by a duck) :)

On the way home, she slept for an hour. So in grand total both ways, she slept for ONE hour of 9 hours in the car. Whew!! She was a little more whiny on the way back, but who could blame her? It really is exhausting traveling with a baby – even if they do behave, because you’re constantly entertaining them and pacifying them. This was a good reminder for me of why Chris and I are taking a trip by ourselves for our anniversary in three weeks…I’ve been thinking “But Ali is at such a fun stage! She would be fun to have along!”, but I am glad that we are taking my parent’s wonderful advice and making time for trips for just the two of us. It is so healthy! And relaxing! So as much fun as it is to take Ali on a trip, it will also be fun, in a different way, but just as fun, to take a trip on our own in a few weeks.

Here are some pictures from this weekend:

Here is Ali in Leo’s hat (she always wears this when we go down there):

Ali with G’Ma Kitty and G’Pa Leo!

OK – this was a lucky picture – OF COURSE Ali would NEVER fall asleep on the floor. . .everything has to be perfect to get her to fall asleep. But she will lay on pillows. . .so I had laid her down for a picture, and she just happened to blink when I snapped the picture. :)

Here’s her actually just laying on the pillow. :)
Ali stuffing her face with cheese at the Shrimp Basket:

Here’s Ali watching the ducks with great intrigue – right before she stuck her finger in there and the duck bit it.

Ali feeding the bunny rabbit. . .

Ali feeding the sweet bunny rabbit again. Notice the pink light-up shoes. . .
Ali feeding the Sheep

Ali pointing at the itty bitty deer. . .she really loved watching him!

Feeding the goat. . .

Chris’ apparently new favorite shot – “Three Butts again”

coloring!!

Ali learned how to color yesterday!! It was so exciting because I have been trying to teach her for quite a while, but she has always been more interested in studying and eating the crayons then coloring with them.

Barkley had sent her some really cool toddler crayons for Christmas that are encased in a big plastic ball that is supposed to be easier for babies to hold onto. Ali has loved them – she loves rolling the balls, and pulling the crayon part out of the balls (I don’t think they are supposed to come out, but Ali figured out how). Anyway, we’ve been playing with those for a while, and I keep trying to show her the cool trick that happens when you rub the crayons on paper, but she just hasn’t given it a try. Finally yesterday, something clicked, and she got it. She started coloring, then she was obsessed with coloring! She stood at the coffee table and colored last night for probably 15 minutes without losing interest! Thanks, Aunt Barkley!!

Then, it was like the missing puzzle piece was put into place and everything made sense to her. She has been clicking my retractable pens for forever, and she has seen me write with them. So immediately, she picked up a pen, tried to write with it, clicked it, then started writing with it. It all makes so much sense now!!

the God of Rachel

I am doing a study on the Patriarchs (Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob), and God showed me something really exciting today. I was reading about Jacob wrestling with God. After he had wrestled with God, he set up an altar to God and called it El Elohe Israel, which translated means “The God of Israel”. He wasn’t referring to Israel the nation, because it didn’t exist yet – he was referring to the new name that God had given him after he had wrestled and God blessed him.

Up to this point in Jacob’s story, he had always referred to God as “the God of my Fathers Abraham and Isaac”. At this point, after he had a very personal encounter with God, he recognizes him as “The God of Israel (Jacob)”. This passage implies that these guys recognized God as their God not when they put their faith and belief in Him (which Jacob had done much earlier in life), but when they had a very personal encounter with Him. God was definitely speaking to and leading Jacob before this very personal wrestling match that they had – He had spoken to Jacob through many dreams (one in particular that gives the often used Sunday School illustration of “Jacob’s Ladder”), but it wasn’t until Jacob met God face to face and God blessed him personally that he referred to Him as “The God of me”.

I was pondering points in my life where I recognized that God was “The God of Rachel”. I actually thought of several, but one stuck out in particular as an obvious, personal encounter that I had with God where He blessed me and let me know that He was my God and cared about me personally. Below is the story of God being the God of Rachel:

It was September 1st, 2004 – a date I will never forget. At the time, I had three “spiritual daughters” – girls that God had put into my life for me to help in many ways, but especially to help them know God. They were all very, very precious to me, and were all struggling with one, two, or hundreds of issues in their lives. This ministry that God has given me is so amazing, but so difficult – because people who are hurting that bad don’t always have an easy road to God. I was not and am not in any way equipped to handle it, but God somehow miraculously chooses to work through me (He does all the work!!). On that particular day, I was hurting very badly for one of them who had just rejected God after having had an amazing salvation experience just months before. I was feeling very hopeless and despairing, because I felt like all of the time, energy, prayers, and emotions that I was expending for these girls was having no impact at all. It was a Wednesday, so I was up at Church for praise team practice. I had some time before practice, so I went into the Prayer Room to share my heart with God. I was writing in my spiritual journal, and had just read Psalm 119:63: “I am a friend to all who fear You, to all who follow Your precepts.” This reminded me once again how grieved I was that my daughters couldn’t seem to consistently follow God or even consistently desire to follow God, and I wrote the following prayer: “Please give me hope that people truly can and do turn from worldly ways and choose You once and for all! I am a little frustrated and dismayed at how many times my daughters have turned to You, seen Your miracles and felt Your presence and then choose to walk away. It breaks my heart! Please reassure me that my daughters can and will turn completely to You in Your perfect timing!”

Continuing down in Ps. 119, I read v. 67: “Before I was afflicted I went astray, but now I obey Your Word.” I read it a couple of times, and I thought “Well, I want them to obey His word, so what exactly is this saying needs to happen first?” So I opened the KJV bible in the prayer room to read it again for further insight, but it said the same thing, word for word. However, there was a reference in the KJV bible for Jeremiah 31:18-19. So I went back to my bible (NIV) and turned to Jeremiah and read the passage. It was very good and seemed to apply, so I skipped up a few verses to get the context and started to read in v. 15. And what I read gave me chills and made my mouth drop to the ground. Here is the text:

15 This is what the LORD says: “A voice is heard in Ramah, mourning and great weeping, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because her children are no more.” 16 This is what the LORD says: “Restrain your voice from weeping and your eyes from tears, for your work will be rewarded,” declares the LORD . “They will return from the land of the enemy. 17 So there is hope for your future,” declares the LORD . “Your children will return to their own land. “

I couldn’t believe what I read!!! The verses would have been cool enough on their own, but to actually have My name in it – and to use it in reference to my children!!!! I was just amazed at how quickly and clearly God answered my prayer for reassurance that He did hear my prayers for my daughters and that he would deliver them from the land of the enemy!!!

God had spoken to me through His Word before that point, but never so clearly and miraculously! I would have never turned to Jeremiah had I not opened the KJV bible that was in the prayer room, and there aren’t a whole lot of verses in the bible that reference Rachel’s children! This was just an amazing reminder that the Bible really is the Living Word of God, and He can and does use it today to speak to each of us individually!

Since that day in 2004, God has definitely answered His promise. He has gone to great lengths to restore those three girls to him. In fact, the one I was so burdened about that day is unbelievably in love with God and is involved daily in ministry for Him. I am sure that she would refer to God as “The God of her”. God has also increased my ministry to include several other girls since that point. Although they all do still struggle at times, God has proven time and time again that when He promises something, He will fulfill it, and He has – and will continue to do so.

So I will confidently say that the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob is also the God of Rachel.

happy baby

Today, I have been thinking a lot about what a content and happy phase that Ali is going through. It is wonderful! I literally can’t think of a time in the last few days that she has cried or fussed – AT ALL. She doesn’t cry when we put her to bed or naptimes – she just talks to herself until she falls asleep. She doesn’t cry when she wakes up from her nap – she just talks to herself until I come and get her. (in fact, if I don’t come and get her in the morning, she puts herself back down for her nap!)

It really struck me how pleasant she is right now when we went to Kids Market today – I was there for almost 2 hours (which is VERY uncharacteristic of me – I’m usually a very fast and impatient shopper – but there was a LOT of good stuff there today!), and she never even hinted at fussing the whole entire time! She just hung out in her stroller, ate her snacks, drank her juice, looked at clothes (it was so cute – she would pull a piece of clothing out and stare at it, like she was trying to decide if she liked it), and said “hey!” to everyone who passed by.

I am so thankful that Ali is such a happy and content baby right now. There have definitely been some harder stages of her babyhood (especially 1-5 months), but now is just such a wonderful time that I really want to appreciate and enjoy as much as possible. She is talking a lot, and interacting so much, and laughing more (she’s never been much of a laugher), and we really are real buddies now. AND she still sleeps AMAZINGLY. She sleeps 13-14+ hours a night (usually 7:00-8:30), and still naps two naps a day for a total of 3-5 hours (and no, I don’t spend all of that time blogging :) I actually spend almost all of that time working).

This is one of those times in life that begs to be relished and enjoyed.

p.s. – If this blog makes you feel sad because you don’t have a happy baby right now, TAKE HEART!! My baby was nicknamed “Ali Qaida” by our small group last Spring because of her EXTREME unhappiness and difficulty. Thankfully, now she is the aforementioned “happy baby”!! It’s all a phase! :)