This is the gorgeous Easter Lily that Clayton brought me last week during all our basement flooding stress. He's so thoughtful. <3
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Caleb Learned the Real Meaning of Easter
I have had quite a time trying to explain Easter to Caleb and why we celebrate it. It's hard to explain death to a 3 year old, let alone resurrection and what that means for us.
So I have been trying to simplify it as much as possible but didn't really think it was sticking.
We hadn't discussed the true meaning of Easter yet today - not since yesterday morning. All talk today has been the Easter bunny and candy. Then we had one of the best conversations we've ever had:
Me: "Caleb, do you know why we celebrate Easter?"
Caleb: "Yes, because Jesus saved us."
That was it. A beautiful, simple and perfect answer. Nothing more needed to be said.
And then the mom tears started flowing. I adore Him (both Jesus & Caleb).
Happy Easter
In the midst of all the Easter basket glory this morning:
Clayton: Do you want to try and go potty?
Caleb: (as serious as he has ever been and with chocolate all over his face) No. I don't want to do anything.
He looooooved his Easter egg hunt and basket this morning. I've never seen him move so fast in the morning. :)
And let's not forget the real reason we celebrate today:
Romans 6:8-11
Now if we died with Christ, we believe that we will also live with him. For we know that since Christ was raised from the dead, he cannot die again; death no longer has mastery over him. The death he died, he died to sin once for all; but the life he lives, he lives to God. In the same way, count yourselves dead to sin but alive to God in Christ Jesus.
Happy Easter everyone!
Clayton: Do you want to try and go potty?
Caleb: (as serious as he has ever been and with chocolate all over his face) No. I don't want to do anything.
He looooooved his Easter egg hunt and basket this morning. I've never seen him move so fast in the morning. :)
And let's not forget the real reason we celebrate today:
Romans 6:8-11
Now if we died with Christ, we believe that we will also live with him. For we know that since Christ was raised from the dead, he cannot die again; death no longer has mastery over him. The death he died, he died to sin once for all; but the life he lives, he lives to God. In the same way, count yourselves dead to sin but alive to God in Christ Jesus.
Happy Easter everyone!
Friday, April 22, 2011
Caleb Learns to Tell Time
Caleb just started trying to get a movie out when he should already be in bed. And then this happened:
Clayton: "Caleb! Do you know what time it is? Look at that clock up there. What does it say?"
(Caleb looks up at the clock)
Caleb: "Ticky, Ticky Tock."
I think he's got you there, Clayton. That is what a clock says. :)
Clayton: "Caleb! Do you know what time it is? Look at that clock up there. What does it say?"
(Caleb looks up at the clock)
Caleb: "Ticky, Ticky Tock."
I think he's got you there, Clayton. That is what a clock says. :)
Thursday, April 21, 2011
UGH what a week...
So I am behind on posting by a few days but I have a good excuse this time... WE HAD A FREAKIN' FLOOD!
So it was raining REALLY hard on Tuesday. I woke up to an email from Clayton to keep an eye on the basement (we've had minor flooding issues in the past but nothing like this and we thought we'd fixed the problem). So I checked it a couple times and it was dry. The last time I checked it, it was dry and I came back upstairs and looked in the backyard. Our patio was about 3 inches underwater. The water was flowing from the back to the front of the house like a freakin' river. I had never seen anything like it. So I called Clayton at work and told him and said "It looks pretty bad. What should I do?" He said it should be fine, but to look at the drain at the bottom of our driveway and make sure it isn't clogged. (The driveway goes downhill into our garage and if the drain clogs, it floods our garage and basement). So I got off the phone and opened the door to the basement and the landing of the stairs was already filled with water. In less than five minutes it went from completely dry, to most of the basement being about 2 inches under water.
Our basement is partially finished and the finished room is Caleb's playroom - which of course was a mess because he's 3 and upon entering the room, he immediately dumps all of the toy boxes out onto the floor. So all of his toys were floating in brown, yucky water, as were my piles of sorted laundry. I ran back upstairs and called Clayton back and frantically told him to come home. By the time he and his dad got there, there was about EIGHT inches of water in our entire basement (except our walk in closet had the door shut, so only about 2 inches of water got in there... whew). And the water outside the garage, at the bottom of the driveway, was up to about 2 feet high when Clayton got home. It even dented our 1 year old garage door. Grrrr.
With the help of Clayton's amazing family, we have spent the last several days doing 500 loads of laundry, ripping out carpet, throwing things away, cleaning... and we have soooo much more to do. *sigh* Among the most important things that got wet: several of our wedding photos (we only have about 10 photos from our wedding so this was especially sad), some books we got from Clayton's grandmother when she passed away last summer, Clayton's drawings/paintings from when he was younger, ALL of our mortgage paperwork (don't even get me started on why this was on the bottom shelf of a bookcase in the basement...grrr), about half of Caleb's art from daycare (of course it was all of my favorite pieces that I'd put into an album), and the list goes on. The toys, furniture, etc can be replaced but it's the memorabilia stuff that makes me the most sad.
And no... we didn't have flood insurance. Apparently most people don't. Lesson learned.
Here are a few photos after Clayton, his dad, and Maria been working on it. I didn't think to take photos of it when it was at it's highest. But you can see from the debris on the side of the garage door (the last photo) how high it got.
So it was raining REALLY hard on Tuesday. I woke up to an email from Clayton to keep an eye on the basement (we've had minor flooding issues in the past but nothing like this and we thought we'd fixed the problem). So I checked it a couple times and it was dry. The last time I checked it, it was dry and I came back upstairs and looked in the backyard. Our patio was about 3 inches underwater. The water was flowing from the back to the front of the house like a freakin' river. I had never seen anything like it. So I called Clayton at work and told him and said "It looks pretty bad. What should I do?" He said it should be fine, but to look at the drain at the bottom of our driveway and make sure it isn't clogged. (The driveway goes downhill into our garage and if the drain clogs, it floods our garage and basement). So I got off the phone and opened the door to the basement and the landing of the stairs was already filled with water. In less than five minutes it went from completely dry, to most of the basement being about 2 inches under water.
Our basement is partially finished and the finished room is Caleb's playroom - which of course was a mess because he's 3 and upon entering the room, he immediately dumps all of the toy boxes out onto the floor. So all of his toys were floating in brown, yucky water, as were my piles of sorted laundry. I ran back upstairs and called Clayton back and frantically told him to come home. By the time he and his dad got there, there was about EIGHT inches of water in our entire basement (except our walk in closet had the door shut, so only about 2 inches of water got in there... whew). And the water outside the garage, at the bottom of the driveway, was up to about 2 feet high when Clayton got home. It even dented our 1 year old garage door. Grrrr.
With the help of Clayton's amazing family, we have spent the last several days doing 500 loads of laundry, ripping out carpet, throwing things away, cleaning... and we have soooo much more to do. *sigh* Among the most important things that got wet: several of our wedding photos (we only have about 10 photos from our wedding so this was especially sad), some books we got from Clayton's grandmother when she passed away last summer, Clayton's drawings/paintings from when he was younger, ALL of our mortgage paperwork (don't even get me started on why this was on the bottom shelf of a bookcase in the basement...grrr), about half of Caleb's art from daycare (of course it was all of my favorite pieces that I'd put into an album), and the list goes on. The toys, furniture, etc can be replaced but it's the memorabilia stuff that makes me the most sad.
And no... we didn't have flood insurance. Apparently most people don't. Lesson learned.
Here are a few photos after Clayton, his dad, and Maria been working on it. I didn't think to take photos of it when it was at it's highest. But you can see from the debris on the side of the garage door (the last photo) how high it got.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Caleb Learned to Compromise
I got an email this morning and my phone made "the noise". Clayton and I have a disagreement as to what this noise is, but let me just say that it is called "Tweet" in the notification section.
Anyway, here's how it went down:
Caleb: "Mom! What's that noise?"
Me: "That's my phone. What does it sound like?"
Caleb: "A bird!"
Me: "Exactly! That's what I think too. Daddy thinks it sounds like a robot, but it's definitely a bird, huh?"
Caleb: "No, it sounds like a robot."
Me: "What?! You just said it sounds like a bird?"
Caleb: "It sounds like a robot getting a bird."
And there you have it, he has learned to compromise. :)
But Clayton is crazy, it's definitely a bird. Final answer.
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