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sorry.

So I tell lots of stories about Micah that are either funny or frustrating but rarely do we have a simply sweet moment. He is all boy and that is just that. But recently he has started to understand what saying sorry means. He has been forced to say it for a long time now...to get out of time out. But in the last three days he has injured me somehow accidentally and once I yelp he says "sorry" and then kisses whatever is hurt. Victories like this might be small but I am so excited that Micah is truly learning empathy. Thank you Jesus!

Also sorry that there aren't any pictures. I gotta get them on here.

buck wild boys

I had the bright idea of picking up Hayden from school today because Micah has been begging to play with him. I had a little work to do so we headed to the chicken house. Hayden is helpful to have but also enthuses Micah to a new level of energy. I let them play on the playground while I got food ready and when I went back (I know I am a bad mom but I could see them the whole time, and the chicken house is like home to Micah). When I got back Hayden had helped (aka. lengthened Micah's arms) by dragging him up the playplace. Micah was then at the top and had apparently done his business and didn't want to come down to have his pants changed. I suspected as much so I sent Hayden in to do a smell test. His response told me I was right on. So I threatened, begged, and bribed to no avail. Finally I instructed Hayden to get him down anyway that he could. This was selfish on my part, I was hungry and didn't feel like slithering up the play equipment. So after a few screams I heard Hayden say, hold on to my feet Micah and they both came down the slide. I watched as Micah came headfirst into the turn...and bonked his noggin good. Had there not been an injury there would have been a spankin but the goose egg seemed punishment enough. Then, don't forget the hour before I had gotten us hot food but we still couldn't eat it because we all had to traipse into the bathroom to change Sir Stinky Drawers of Smush. Hayden also needed to go of course with apparently a belt made of steel he came out pants down tighty whitey's up- poop on my hands he was left to stand for all to see and the lady in the bathroom was kind enough to utter the words..."You are doing a good job!" I think she said that because she thought I looked pretty close to the edge of loosing it. After that was lunch (cold but edible), more playing and a trip to find cow hats. The people in the chicken house all looked at me like I had the most terrible children while they stood behind the cow stantion and mooed at incoming customers. I personally found it to be another new marketing strategy! You gotta see the humor in it...I just wanted to record this for the boys future. It really was a fun day but I am betting those that witnessed it would beg to differ. The longer I have a boy the more I see the judgement of others and their behavior. Boys are an all together gift from God but they are also all together different than any other thing on earth. I hope and pray I never forget how my child has acted and been so that I never look at another mom with a condescending look or sly comment. I wanna be the lady in the restroom who encouraged not discouraged no matter how dire the circumstances look.

Author of Salvation

Everyone needs compassion
Love thats never failing
Let mercy fall on me
Anyone needs forgiveness
The kindness of a Saviour
The hope of nations

Saviour, He can move the mountains
My God is mighty to save
He is mighty to save
Forever, Author of Salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave…

So take me as you find me
All my fears and failures
Fill my life again
I give my life to follow
Everything I believe in
Now I Surrender I Surrender…


Shine your light and
Let the whole world see
Were singing for the glory
Of the risen King

This was one of the songs we sang in worship today and it perfectly ministered to me in the way that only my Jesus can. It hit me to remind me that if He is indeed the very Author of Salvation then He is the Author of my life and all that is in it. He is in control and is using every situation for His glory. Nothing is happening by accident. That gives me great hope. I also love to read and love the picture it brings of God being the very author of our salvation. No need for a sermon here just wanted to share the song with you. Stuff happens and the details don't really matter in that the Author of Salvation and life itself is doing His thing and I find great joy in that.

coming into our own...

I do my best thinking while rocking Micah (and sometimes myself) to sleep at night. I pray alot and just hash over things while singing the same 3 songs over and over. Last night I got to thinking that as a mom I have become a whole lot less anxious lately. Micah's last bout of sickness was really worrisome but since he's been well things have just flowed. There are a number of reasons why this is the case: we have a playdate friend, Mick has been home alot, Micah has been somewhat compliant, I have spent time with Jesus most days and mainly I think God has just blessed us for His own pleasure. And I have enjoyed it. Most of you know, or could just read the blog and see that I am an anxious person and tend to dictate my mood, etc. by circumstance. Things are still tough circumstantially but God has still been good. One of those things that we wont get til we get to heaven.

As far as Micah and I coming into our own...we really just have. A big part of that is Micah being able to communicate verbally with us. It makes him a much happier boy. He understands punishment better and therefore knows he doesn't want timeout or a spankin' unless the task at hand seems worth that risk. Don't get me wrong we have our days (and due to writing this we will appropriately have one tomorrow) but I thought I wanted to share (or at least record) the blessing. I seem much more suited as a mom to a child this age...I am goofy and that tends to fair well with a toddler. As a baby I constantly worried about every little thing (perhaps due to the first child syndrome, hopefully it will be different with the 2nd) Silly but Micah gets me now! So anyways this is just ramblings of a mom who should be working but prefers to be thinking about her child. Don't worry I don't think he IS the smartest or the cutest in the world. Just the smartest and cutest to ME. And as far as I am concerned that is the way it should be.

Another reason things are going well is that Micah makes me laugh so much that it is hard to be in a bad mood. I wanted to share some of his recent "episodes" to have documented:

~He is really fixated on money. Yikes! Right now it is funny though. He thinks credit cards are money so that should let you know what kind of "money" we spend. So today he says "Momma, money, money, money!"

I told him I didn't have any money that I was poor. (disclaimer: I realize I am no where near poor and probably shouldn't have said that...live n'learn) So anyways, he immediately changes gears and says "Pops, Pops, money, money, money!" The boy has got it figured out!

~A not so bright moment was when I looked up to see Micah tearing a circular piece out of his slice of bread...strange I think...then he proceeds to put the carefully torn piece into his eye, repeating "eye, eye, eye". That is just weird.

~At the mall last week Micah accidentally knocked down a mannequin (I wouldn't usually make excuses but it was a very unstable mannequin that he barely touched) riding a scooter. I proceeded to try to fix it and things went downhill from there. It apparently scarred Micah for an unknown amount of time because since then we have had to answer his "man?" "knocked?" "hurt?" "K?" questions multiple times a day.

~ Bedtime has become a time of chatty cathy to no end. We spend a big chunk of that time right now going over the mannequin incident and affirming that the man is indeed ok. The boy speaks til he drifts off to sleep and usually utters one last "nite nite" while already into sleep.

~ Everything is repeated ad nauseum but for some reason I still find it cute. I know the whole rain man thing will grow old eventually.

~ At night when he is supposed to kiss his Daddy night night he takes my head and points it toward Mick so I kiss him instead of him kissing his Daddy.

~ Two days ago I became Mommy...for weeks, months even I have been Momma, I refer to myself as Momma, but nevertheless I am now Mommy, just ask Micahbird.

~The pictures above are from Micah discovering Elmo on the computer. It is pretty neat and a good 3 minute break for me. If I walk out and watch him from the hall he goes crazy dancing and singing. He can even finish with "Elmo's song" if you do the la las. Also note Lamby watching too. Lamby has to watch everything until I can find someway to put him back in his bed throughout the day. Although he performs, eats and teetees better for our buddy Lamby than he does for real live people!

Ok, ok, enough is enough, I apologize.

I am that Momma, excuse me, Mommy.

The Aquarium is Cool

My little fish charmer. Micah sitting in Jaxson's lap...this is what he did when we asked him to sit next to Jaxson.

Look what I see Momma!

Micah loved staring at the many fish.

The boys on the rocks.

WOW! Taron did a good job of catching the beluga whale.

Family pic with the beluga's

Me and my birdy

Jax and Micah

Dadgumit...they will not look at the same time.

Wait...yes they will...but they wont smile.

Micah does not love the costumed anybody.

Beady eyed Micah with the beady eyed fish.
Micah getting very sleepy!

Today we went to the Ga. Aquarium for the first time with the Wallace's. It was a really fun trip but for the gazillion people that had the same idea as us. We forked out the big bucks for annual passes instead of going out of town for mlk. We are really excited about going again and again. Micah loved the pish and didn't want to leave any exhibit we went to. Our time was cut short because Mick's parents called to inform us of a busted pipe that flooded our garage and yard. Thankfully God was watching over us and saw fit to spare us from damaging the inside of the house AND Mick's parents just happened to be dropping something off and saved us from much more potential damage. Thank you Jesus! We took a ton of pics today and probably half of them were not so good. But here are some that I like. If this were Mick's blog there would be ones of fish. But it isn't so if you want to see the fish, go to the aquarium:)

First Trip to the Library

Brrr...it is cold outside these days!
The cart...

On Friday I introduced Micah to the local library. We were on the lookout for some books suggested to us about garbagemen but I discovered it is hard to look for books while also maintaining "library code behavior" with my bird. So we read a book on motorcycles and tractors then got out of there. I use the term read loosely since Micah really just wanted to run around and bang on computers or hijack book carts. Oh well, maybe one day I will have a little reader like myself...