Showing posts from January, 2018

Country-ish Life So Far

Well we’ve been in the country-ish now for a month and a half. Here are some observations and things we are loving.
Our mail lady gave us a Christmas card. ❤️ How sweet is that?We had many new neighbors came to greet us, and most all of them brought us something! We got homemade cinnamon rolls, Danish butter cookies, cinnamon pecans, and some other little treats. So kind! School zones are 40 MPH. This just makes me laugh. The high school is huge, sprawled out over a ton of land, and it is across the street from a big field. Lots of openness. One night we opened the door one night to smell a skunk. And we now have tomato juice on hand, per the suggestion of neighbors… “just in case.” Because at some point your dog WILL learn not to mess with skunks. 😆We can always hear a rooster crowing when we open the door. It’s charming. The other morning there was a hot air balloon sailing by outside our kitchen window. How fun is that? AND in the evening, this same window always has the most amazi…

A year flew by in the blink of an eye

Sweet James,
You’re just over a year! We’ve had your birthday, Christmas, and New Years. I am so incredibly thankful for the gift God has given us in you. 
In the last few days, you have started to walk, just a few steps at a time. Today you did many steps together. You’re so proud of yourself and so over crawling. 
With this new skill, as with every new skill you’ve picked up (and every tooth!), you’ve majorly sleep regressed- to the point of waking every 2-3 hours. 😫 I blame it on walking and those molars! Momma is tired, buddy! (Grandparents, I encourage your prayers for sleep!) I will say though that I have appreciated your morning naps, as it’s given me time to work with your sisters on school, so thanks for that! 😉
You love animals, showers or baths, and being outside. You love to pet Sammy and Alfala, the horse the lives behind us. You love playing in the bath with your sisters or sitting and playing with toys in the shower with Mom or Dad. And being outside is your absolute favo…

(Backup) Eleven months!

James is well past eleven months. He’s almost one... 😬 so before the big 1-2 creeps up on me, let’s talk 11 months.
He loves chanting “momma” and sometimes “dada”. That’s the extent of his talking for now. 
He makes up for it in moving though. James is into everything. He crawls everywhere, walks along side furniture while holding on, and gets into all the baby locks. He’s talented.