Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Pressing On To Maturity


Hello! Hello! Hello! I'm sneaking a few minutes to fill you in on the latest in this busy hive of ours. Let's see...Babies...still got 'em... :) Ok Big Brother is all-but officially potty trained!! (singing "It's been a lonn-on-on-ong...long time comin'...) And Mama and Papa B are very proud (and relieved!). That being said, we will celebrate on Sunday. Yes, the long-awaited "Potty Party" shall be realized in a matter of days! I'll be sure to let you know how it all goes. The littlest Bee...boy oh boy...is starting to show all of his true colors. Gone are the dreams of the quiet, calm book worm I dreamed of. This boy is just as crazy and hype as the first. Then comes his little (big) attitude! He sure had us fooled for the first 3 months. He refuses to say "Mommy" and "Daddy". He laughs - literally laughs at us - when we try to get him to say it. He prefers to scream, yell or grunt to get more food or to be picked up. When I tell him to say "out" or "more" he mouths it or just pauses and gets madder. "Maybe he can't say it yet," you may think. But nooo...because he has said it. He just chooses not to. He snatches toys from his brother and smacks his own legs to protest my every command. He is 'a piece of work', as they say. Well, I asked for two boys and two boys I got! Love them to tiny bits and pieces though.
Perhaps the biggest thing I have to share today though has nothing to do with the children. But Ol' Papabear...I mean Bee. Although the rest of the world won't know until Thursday, you can get the inside scoop right here! My Poppi has the privilege of serving as a Christian elder in our congregation. I am very proud of him. And, it seems Jehovah is too. We are both very humbled by the appointment (translation: nervous and feeling unworthy). Personally, I feel I am but a Young Pup...too young to be an "elder's wife". I'm skerred. And boy do I have a lot of working on myself to do! Pretty much all we've said is "WOW..." and "WHOA..." It's pretty surreal. And yet SO real. It's sure to have many challenges and even more blessings. So it's exciting and humbling, to really say the least. He has certainly put forth a lot of effort to improve our family spiritually and reaching out to many in the congregation. He has surely grown in a spiritual sense from the young man I married (see picture above -taken a few years ago) to a responsible spiritual head, endeavoring to serve Jehovah aright. And I'm sure he'll be growing ever more now as he shoulders his added responsibilities. I guess you can tell by all my gushing, that YES, I did cry :) For HIS side of the story, you'll have to give him a 'buzz'. (get it?) hehe. Ok talk to you after the party!

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Virtual Tantrum


Sorry for the delay...I threw a "virtual tantrum". I couldn't get my Post to look that way I wanted it (at least as not as easily as I hoped), so I quit. I wanted to put pictures in the middle of my post. Apparently I would have to edit the HTML coding and cut and paste and ...faggetabahhtit! But I'm back :)

After navigating through some rough waters for a couple weeks, Mama and Papa B have regained control of this emotional rollercoaster and are headed for better days. Whew! The kids are fine. We are in the final phase of potty training with Big Brother and ... sigh... I am up to my elbows in wet sheets, blankets and teddy bears. How do you train someone to recognize "pee-pee" signs while they sleep. And I mean SLEEP. He sleeps like his Daddy-dead to the world. [someone might want to take away my " " buttons today] I'm clueless. I'm trying to bribe him with a party. This is the same party that was to be held a couple weeks ago. It got postponed due to "rain" (really PEE). Can't really justify having an "Almost Trained" Party. So I'll wait. But it's killing me. I've got so many cool ideas now! We also make sure to pray to Jehovah every night to help him 'listen to his body' while he's sleeping. We've tried waking him up in the middle of the night...but we're usually too late. Daddy is soon going to use the tried-n-true Spanking Method. Breaks my heart, but it works every time. A Daddy "spanking" is really just a few smacks..with some pretty hefty hands though. Anyhoo..Baby B is getting around well now on his hands and knees. He still reverts to the "Dead Man" Crawl when he's really on a mission, but he is realizing the conventional way works too. He's still pretty brat-ish, contrary to popular belief. He's a big-time Mama's boy. Fancy that - the first didn't want me near him and the second can't stand to be apart...wow. I guess as long as he grows out of it before he's 18, I'll live.