Feeding Elmo

Big Sissy is learning to navigate the Kodak EasyShare program. She loves looking at pictures and has figured out how to open and play movie clips. She just found this one, which is so adorable. It was only a year and a half ago (she was barely 2), but she seems like such a big girl now compared to the way she talked then. To set the scene, I was nursing the baby and she was pretending to give Elmo "mommy milk."

I never want to forget these precious memories. We need to take some video of Little Sissy right now. She is in a phase where her favorite phrase is "Yeah me am." Sometimes it's really cute, like when I say, "You are doing such a great job" and she responds with, "Yeah, me am." Sometimes it's not so cute, like when I say, "You are not getting up until your diaper is changed" and she responds with, "Yeah, me am." In any case, the WAY she says it is adorable.

Myers-Briggs Personality Profile

Hubby is teaching a class at church about spiritual gifts. Part of the process of finding our place in the body of Christ can include taking a personality inventory test. I love these tests. You can take one for free if you're interested on www.keirsey.com. Once you get your profile, you can see more information on www.personalitypage.com. So the interesting thing is that I took this test when I first got married, and I took it again tonight. My personality has changed somewhat. I guess this shouldn't be a surprise. After all, I've gone from working in an office to being a mom, from working with grownups all the time to working with kids, and from being a newlywed to being a seasoned wife (no, hag is not the word I'm looking for). The thing that makes me sad is that I've gone from being intuitive to being sensing. This is the part that has to do with how I take in information. Do we trust our five senses (Sensing) to take in information, or do we rely on our instincts (iNtuitive)? Maybe it's because I've lived in the Show-Me state for the last 9 years. I don't believe anything unless you show me. I'm very practical and down-to-earth. I don't really want to know about something if it's only a theory. I want solid proof. The parallel to this is how low I scored on the spiritual gift of "faith." It's not that I don't have faith. It defines who I am. But I have a very hard time understanding or trusting God for the supernatural. I want a scientific answer for everything. I am struggling with this, but at the same time I understand that everyone has different gifts. That's the whole point of a body. If every body part were an eye or ear, it wouldn't function as intended. You get the idea. I just don't want to discourage those who do have that gift. In case you're wondering, my spiritual gifts seem to be teaching, hospitality, knowledge, and wisdom. I'm still figuring what this looks like to use these gifts in the church, but it's fun to interact with others and see how God has designed us so uniquely and how we all function together to build the Kingdom of God.

No-Bake Cookie Recipe

I'm not exactly dieting. I'm just not buying pre-packaged sweets any more. So now if I want sweets I have to make them from scratch. This makes Hubby happy. He doesn't have to worry about his weight, and he gets yummy treats when I have a craving. Tonight I was making no-bake cookies, and I came across a typo that made me laugh. It said to mix the ingredients, boil them, add the other stuff, yadda yadda yadda. Then it said, "drop them by spoonfuls onto waxed paper (optional)." The last sentence read, "Add nuts or coconut." I know the optional part was supposed to go with the last sentence, but the placement of the period made it sound like dropping the batter onto waxed paper is optional. Instead, you could just scoop it up by the spoonful and put it directly into your mouth. Yummm....my kind of recipe!

Three Little Monkeys Took a Bath

First Solid Food

Little Buddy is a little over 5 months old now. We didn't document anything on the day because we were in Indiana and forgot to take any pictures. Tonight he got his first cereal. He seemed to like it. The only problem was keeping his little fingers out of his mouth!

Our Little Mermaid

The Rain in Spain

We got to do our annual date to the Muny last night. We saw one of my favorites, My Fair Lady. I was laughing because it's the first time in 3 years that I got to go to the Muny and wasn't pregnant! 2 years ago I was having contractions, and last summer was my first time wearing maternity clothes during my pregnancy with Little Buddy.

If you don't know the story, it's about a phonetics professor who takes in a "flower girl" off the streets. He enters into a bet with a colleague to see if he can make her into a lady in 6 months by changing the way she talks. He's rude and demanding, and by the end she falls in love with him. The weird thing is, as I think about it, that he's still rude and demanding at the end. I guess that works for some marriages. It ends with her coming back to the professor's house and saying, "I washed my hands and face before I come" and the professor responding with, "Go fetch me my slippers." We all clapped and cheered because they were together at last. This is the beauty of a musical. Even a bad marriage seems fun if you can sing all day. One of the catchy songs is "Just you wait, Mr. Higgins." It's about her plans to kill him. Maybe I'll try singing the next time I'm really angry. Seems to always result in a happy ending. :)

Here's my favorite quote from the night:
"She's an owl, sickened by my sunshine."--Professor Higgins in My Fair Lady