Lucy's new favorite spot.
She's crazy about her Uncle John, and she just perches on his foot and gazes up at him.
I. Love. Every. Bit.
Jul 24, 2012
Jul 20, 2012
ni-night
Lucy, you have been really enjoying playing ni-night. We tuck babies in. I tuck Lucy in. Lucy tucks me in. We gently say "ni-night" and give sweet kisses. You fake snore, and it's so adorable I can hardly stand it!
I just tucked you in for real, and I have to say it's one of my favorite parts of the day!
After bath time, we lotion up with this thick, goopy lotion. I rub in in and you get a little massage in the process. I'm a little jealous :) You jabber and talk to me, and make the next plans. "Iwa passi." Check. "Iwa book." You know the routine! We put on your jammies and some delicious smelling hair creme and head over to our comfy chair for a book. We're reading the Jesus Storybook Bible (for about the 4th time through) and we really love it. "Who is this book about?" I ask you. "Shai-shu." You answer. Jesus. Tonight we read about David, who God used as part of his Secret Rescue Plan for us.
You seemed extra snuggly tonight, so we sang a song. You still snuggled in with your sweet head on my chest, so I told you another wonderful story, the story of how God made our family. I LOVE this story, and have told it to many people, but I realized that I hadn't told it to you, the star! I told you about how God put us together and worked it all out and how perfect you were for me and how very very very thankful I was for you. And I cried sweet happy tears because it's such a beautiful story, and you looked at me, puzzled, and patted my tears with your sweet little hands.
I love bedtime.
I just tucked you in for real, and I have to say it's one of my favorite parts of the day!
After bath time, we lotion up with this thick, goopy lotion. I rub in in and you get a little massage in the process. I'm a little jealous :) You jabber and talk to me, and make the next plans. "Iwa passi." Check. "Iwa book." You know the routine! We put on your jammies and some delicious smelling hair creme and head over to our comfy chair for a book. We're reading the Jesus Storybook Bible (for about the 4th time through) and we really love it. "Who is this book about?" I ask you. "Shai-shu." You answer. Jesus. Tonight we read about David, who God used as part of his Secret Rescue Plan for us.
You seemed extra snuggly tonight, so we sang a song. You still snuggled in with your sweet head on my chest, so I told you another wonderful story, the story of how God made our family. I LOVE this story, and have told it to many people, but I realized that I hadn't told it to you, the star! I told you about how God put us together and worked it all out and how perfect you were for me and how very very very thankful I was for you. And I cried sweet happy tears because it's such a beautiful story, and you looked at me, puzzled, and patted my tears with your sweet little hands.
I love bedtime.
Jul 10, 2012
ballet
Some wonderful friends took us to Totter's Otterville, which has all these make-believe stations. Here is Lucy and her new buddy Keyana at the ballet station.
I think these preliminary dance moves show potential :)
I also love where she walks all stooped over at the end! She does that when approaching babies or puppies, usually accompanied by a squeal of delight. I love that little move!
I think these preliminary dance moves show potential :)
Jun 30, 2012
imbalanced?
In honor of my 100th post, I wanted to do something special. One blog featured a list of 100 facts about the author. I'm not sure that any of you are just dying to see that happen, but I did like the list idea.
Also, I fell down yesterday at Zumba. All the way, sprawled in the floor, please-don't-sashay-on-me down. Luckily, my face was so red already from working it that no one could see that I was embarrassed. I fall down on a semi-regular basis, so I wasn't mortified, but it made me think about some really note-worthy falls in my past. So, here you have it--my list.
10. Falling down whilst standing still. This has happened several times, once this past year at work. Standing still... lump in the floor. It happens quickly!
9. Falling over a curb. I was days from leaving for my court date with Lucy. I stuck something in my ear (DON'T do that!) and popped my eardrum. Then I was panicked--could I fly with a ruptured ear drum? I rushed to a clinic to check with the doctor about what I should do. In my despair and haste, I tripped over a parking curb on the way in. I skinned my knee. There was blood. By the time I was called back to see the nurse, I just kind of cried on her for a bit. Then she cried with me (happy about my adoption) and then the doctor said it would all be fine. And I went after my Lucy!
8. Falling while rollerblading. In high school I dated my neighbor, and got very outdoorsy to spend time with him. He was chasing me on rollerblades, and I wiped out. I don't know how my hands missed the memo, but they didn't catch me at all. So I kind of caught myself with my face. I scraped the skin off of my chin, I was covered in grass clippings, and I literally had to go inside and brush the blacktop off of my front teeth. (How could he not be impressed with such moves?)
7. Falling wearing heelies. Yes, heelies. The shoes with a wheel in the heel that pre-adolescent boys sport? Yes, those. I had the brilliant idea that I could wear those out with John and then just hang onto his power wheelchair and he could pull me around. It would be so cool! Or would have been. Those things are a liiiiitle tricky, and there was definite falling down and a bit of being drug by the chair. So I gave up. I feel that heelies are totally under-utilized by adults. And should come with directions.
6. Falling off a motorcycle taxi in Thailand. I fell right off the back, and got all scraped up, dirty, and burned by the muffler. This was on my way the first time I was supposed to teach at the Well. I walked in the door, determined to be tough, and crumpled at the kind concern they showed. I kind of blubbered out, "I'm hurt," and they swarmed around me and took care of me. (As usual, I was the one learning instead of teaching).
5. Falling up onto a curb in Egypt. This was a doozy. I had to wear long (ankle-length) skirts and I was walking along this super crowded street and I my supervisor and I were the only Westerners in sight and were pretty much a spectacle to start with. Then I thought I'd just "hop" up onto the sidewalk. Well, whenever I undertake to "hop" it means trouble (like my mother). So I hopped and my feet got all tangled up in my long skirt and didn't make it back to the ground. So I basically jumped up and hurled myself onto the sidewalk. My supervisor was so nice, I had to just tell him, "Don't be so nice or I'll cry. Kindly make fun of me!"
4. Falling on the deck of a pirate ship. I was on a day cruise during my Mexico semester and the waiters were all dressed as pirates. We were playing this game where when the announcer said a certain thing you danced, or leap-frogged, or jumped into his arms... He went faster and faster and I jumped into my trusty pirate's arms only to find he'd moved on to the next move... so I jumped up and landed flat on my back. Another "hurling myself"kind of situation. Oh dear.
3. Falling at the movies. This happened in high school, but it is so memorable because a very loud movie patron at the end of the row kindly shouted out "TIMBER" as I fell across several peoples' laps and spilled popcorn on those unfortunate enough to sit in front of me.
2. Falling in the redlight district. I fell on the uneven sidewalk in one of the bar areas we hung out in (for ministry, people). The kicker is that I didn't realize until I got home (nd my roommate laughed and possibly pointed) that I had split my pants. And I'd walked and ridden the skytrain and then walked some more to get home.
1. BKK pole dance? My number one fall was in Bangkok, and was in the few days after the runner up (redlight distrct/pants split fall). I was bummed about falling all the time and the sidewalks there are treacherous, and I was determined that I would look down at all times to keep an eye on the terrain and avoid future falls. I was walking along, eyes on the ground, when I walked full-force into a pole hanging from an awning. The round end of it hit me right betweent the eyes, and sent me sprawling backwards. I was crying and laughing and then crying some more because it hurt SO badly but it was SO funny! Susan was there and was trying to be sympathetic, but I'm sure it was a funny sight. Walking walking BAM!
Are these genes something I really want to pass on? And people wonder why I adopted! :)
P.S. I've since counted and this isn't my 100th post. Oops!
Also, I fell down yesterday at Zumba. All the way, sprawled in the floor, please-don't-sashay-on-me down. Luckily, my face was so red already from working it that no one could see that I was embarrassed. I fall down on a semi-regular basis, so I wasn't mortified, but it made me think about some really note-worthy falls in my past. So, here you have it--my list.
Kristy's Top 10 Falls
10. Falling down whilst standing still. This has happened several times, once this past year at work. Standing still... lump in the floor. It happens quickly!
9. Falling over a curb. I was days from leaving for my court date with Lucy. I stuck something in my ear (DON'T do that!) and popped my eardrum. Then I was panicked--could I fly with a ruptured ear drum? I rushed to a clinic to check with the doctor about what I should do. In my despair and haste, I tripped over a parking curb on the way in. I skinned my knee. There was blood. By the time I was called back to see the nurse, I just kind of cried on her for a bit. Then she cried with me (happy about my adoption) and then the doctor said it would all be fine. And I went after my Lucy!
8. Falling while rollerblading. In high school I dated my neighbor, and got very outdoorsy to spend time with him. He was chasing me on rollerblades, and I wiped out. I don't know how my hands missed the memo, but they didn't catch me at all. So I kind of caught myself with my face. I scraped the skin off of my chin, I was covered in grass clippings, and I literally had to go inside and brush the blacktop off of my front teeth. (How could he not be impressed with such moves?)
7. Falling wearing heelies. Yes, heelies. The shoes with a wheel in the heel that pre-adolescent boys sport? Yes, those. I had the brilliant idea that I could wear those out with John and then just hang onto his power wheelchair and he could pull me around. It would be so cool! Or would have been. Those things are a liiiiitle tricky, and there was definite falling down and a bit of being drug by the chair. So I gave up. I feel that heelies are totally under-utilized by adults. And should come with directions.
6. Falling off a motorcycle taxi in Thailand. I fell right off the back, and got all scraped up, dirty, and burned by the muffler. This was on my way the first time I was supposed to teach at the Well. I walked in the door, determined to be tough, and crumpled at the kind concern they showed. I kind of blubbered out, "I'm hurt," and they swarmed around me and took care of me. (As usual, I was the one learning instead of teaching).
5. Falling up onto a curb in Egypt. This was a doozy. I had to wear long (ankle-length) skirts and I was walking along this super crowded street and I my supervisor and I were the only Westerners in sight and were pretty much a spectacle to start with. Then I thought I'd just "hop" up onto the sidewalk. Well, whenever I undertake to "hop" it means trouble (like my mother). So I hopped and my feet got all tangled up in my long skirt and didn't make it back to the ground. So I basically jumped up and hurled myself onto the sidewalk. My supervisor was so nice, I had to just tell him, "Don't be so nice or I'll cry. Kindly make fun of me!"
4. Falling on the deck of a pirate ship. I was on a day cruise during my Mexico semester and the waiters were all dressed as pirates. We were playing this game where when the announcer said a certain thing you danced, or leap-frogged, or jumped into his arms... He went faster and faster and I jumped into my trusty pirate's arms only to find he'd moved on to the next move... so I jumped up and landed flat on my back. Another "hurling myself"kind of situation. Oh dear.
3. Falling at the movies. This happened in high school, but it is so memorable because a very loud movie patron at the end of the row kindly shouted out "TIMBER" as I fell across several peoples' laps and spilled popcorn on those unfortunate enough to sit in front of me.
2. Falling in the redlight district. I fell on the uneven sidewalk in one of the bar areas we hung out in (for ministry, people). The kicker is that I didn't realize until I got home (nd my roommate laughed and possibly pointed) that I had split my pants. And I'd walked and ridden the skytrain and then walked some more to get home.
1. BKK pole dance? My number one fall was in Bangkok, and was in the few days after the runner up (redlight distrct/pants split fall). I was bummed about falling all the time and the sidewalks there are treacherous, and I was determined that I would look down at all times to keep an eye on the terrain and avoid future falls. I was walking along, eyes on the ground, when I walked full-force into a pole hanging from an awning. The round end of it hit me right betweent the eyes, and sent me sprawling backwards. I was crying and laughing and then crying some more because it hurt SO badly but it was SO funny! Susan was there and was trying to be sympathetic, but I'm sure it was a funny sight. Walking walking BAM!
Are these genes something I really want to pass on? And people wonder why I adopted! :)
P.S. I've since counted and this isn't my 100th post. Oops!
Jun 22, 2012
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This is my Joy-Baby!
She is wearing a lovely dress that her uncle John got her--another joy in my life :)
I recently had a birthday (29 again, it seems...) and Lucy spent the night with Nana and Pap and Uncle John so I could have a lazy, sleep-in morning the next day.
Well, this sounds lovely, but it really surprised me how very much I missed this sweet girl. Even though it was pretty late and she'd have been asleep if she was home, I missed knowing she was there. The next morning, I did sleep in a bit, but I kept thinking about her and wondering what she was up to. Had she slept well? What was for breakfast? What new thing was she trying to say? I may have even called home several times to check on her. And moved our supper meet-up and hand-over up to lunch. My "chill out on my own" days are over, it seems, and I'm glad. I missed my Lucy!
Jun 20, 2012
Jun 17, 2012
changes
Was she ever this little?
It seems hard to believe!
Today, so looked like such a big girl! We even had a few puffs in her hair--she looked so cute.
It seems hard to believe!
Today, so looked like such a big girl! We even had a few puffs in her hair--she looked so cute.
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