Archive for January, 2009

A Scene

Friday, January 30th, 2009

From our morning…



Deeder eating Grandma’s bread topped with raspberry jam and cream cheese, with a tippy full of milk.
Carly having Gerber yogurt drink diluted in one of Deeder’s cup.
Next to her foot is my cup of coffee, one of three, or did I have four this morning?

I woke finding myself in a not-too-promising mood yet again. Why do I find myself day after day opening my eyes feeling as I hadn’t slept at all. When noon came and shortly after it nap time I lay down and got a solid hour in.
It was rare to have both the kids asleep at once so I grabbed the chance and was so thankful that I did!

See that beautiful smile on Deeder’s face? OK. It’s a camera smile, but he was a happy good boy today and I was totally awake to enjoy it.

Why Carly has been crying so much at night is still a mystery. She cries All The Time. Afraid of the dark maybe? It’s that silly.

And so it begins. Day is done, now it’s 10:30pm and I hear her now–warming up for a busy night.

Update: 10:48PM Carly’s simmered down, in fact I don’t hear her at all. Could be that the new mobile Darren bought for her at Target is making a difference? Diederick has woken up and is playing in his bed. He’s bashing something together, making shooting sounds and talking about cows and dogs–hmm.


Carly Annalise Taryn: 8 Months

Thursday, January 29th, 2009


This month Carly cut two teeth.
She also fussed plenty, smiled and is learning some words.
She seems to have read the baby language development book and is starting from the top. With smiles, gooing/cooing. One of her most applauded is “DahDah” she says it when she sees Darren, I’m sure it entirely makes him feel like a million bucks. :)

As she has since she was born, she adores big brother. It doesn’t matter what he does she loves him–he hasn’t been bad really, I just know that even if he were she’d still want to be as near as possible to him. She currently enjoys grabbing toys away whenever Deeder looks like he’s really involved with it. She laughs in her little way and waits for him to react.

Carly is a ball of energy and frustrated that she can only sit and reach. She wants more than is physically possible–she wants to fly.


Mommy Cow & Carly Cow

Monday, January 26th, 2009


My son has decided on names for these cows bought for him by GrammaMomma.

Any guesses or did the title give it away?

Yep. I’m a cow.

And my daughter is too.

Oh and Carly how knows how to “dink dink” (drink drink) from Mommy Cow. This is cute and sad together.

(the face Deeder makes when I ask him to smile!)

There’s no doubt about it, my Diederick is growing up.

This is an opportune post to offer my congratulations to all the new mommy cows out there! Three ladies in our church just had new ones and a friend from our old church. Congrats, ladies. :)

You Ask Too Many Questions

Friday, January 23rd, 2009

Word of advice from my dad tonight:

You ask too many questions

I didn’t need half a second to realize exactly what he was talking about.

During Diederick and my time together I continually ask him what he would like to do. In my mind it’s a cover up for shouting at him, insisting that he follow orders, then before angry shouts leave my mouth I smile and put it into a passive “please” which would give anyone with a brain the impression that I really don’t care whether or not he do what I asked.

I love parenting, but sometimes at the end of it I’m just exhausted. Not even at the end of it; some situations just make me tired, living them. I speak how I want him to speak–calmly. There are things that I insist on and then wonder if they mattered at all.

If you’re a parent and have a two-year-old to wake up with, join me in living a straight forward day where you lead. First though, sleep. The toddler is sleeping now, and so is his sister and daddy.
Then tomorrow be happy, firm and in control.

Tomorrow I’ll sit here again, feeling better.

Do you ask too many questions?

Frozen Fruit

Wednesday, January 21st, 2009


While Deeder and I were out playing on this fine sunny winter day I spotted these grapes. They’re hanging tight to the vine as if ripening and being eaten was still going to happen.
Aren’t they beautiful? In that sad sort of lonely way.

Deeder was more interested in finding out what had happened to his friends the fish. Why didn’t they want food? Why wouldn’t they come when he called?



It’s just part of winter. And sort of sad, just like the grapes.

Ah yes, seasons of life.

Updates on our lives:

Carly’s two bottom teeth came through and her happy spirits have returned–thank goodness.

The sale on the house is pending.

Does that mean no one else can look at it? The paperwork that we’ve filled out is being sent to the home loans consultant. Then if all that goes smoothly closing should be complete by February 21st.