And for all those who watched the catechism video and thought my kids are perfect angels, I give you the OTHER SIDE of breakfast.
Showing posts with label Audrey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Audrey. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Escape from Appleberry
The night Audrey was born, Kevin and I watched "Escape from Alcatraz." This is proving to be a theme in Audrey's life. Previously, I assumed that Owen's dangerous antics would be the death of me. But Audrey is definitely in the running.
Yesterday afternoon I was busy cooking dinner for my family plus our new pastor, who is in town this weekend. Everything was (mostly) under control; after a quick peek at the kids, I made a quick trip to the bathroom. All three of my children were glued to Looney Tunes when I left, but when I returned less than three minutes later, Audrey was gone. I walked through the house calling her but didn't find her. Katie and Owen had no idea where she was. At this point I wasn't too worried because the doors were locked...and there was no way she could go out the window. COULD SHE?!?!
Panic started rising as I ran to the living room. A previous tear in the window screen was now a huge HOLE, but I kept thinking 1)it would be crazy-hard for her to climb up and out, and 2)if she did, she'd just be in the sandbox. I didn't see her through the window, though, so I flew out the carport door.
The Scene of the "Crime"
My next-door-neighbor was walking up my driveway with Audrey. She had seen her...standing in the road. Appleberry is a through-street and is fairly busy. We also have problems with people speeding and hot-rodding in front of our house. God was so gracious to watch over my sweet girl. She had apparently walked barefoot down our driveway, down the road, and then stood at the end of our neighbor's driveway until she was spotted. Although I was only in the bathroom for a couple of minutes, I had spent a few more searching the house, so I am not sure how long she was actually in the road. But do I know that it was long enough for her life to be in jeapordy, and I know that God protected her.
Owen found a huge square of screen in the floor. What a Houdini!!!
Yesterday afternoon I was busy cooking dinner for my family plus our new pastor, who is in town this weekend. Everything was (mostly) under control; after a quick peek at the kids, I made a quick trip to the bathroom. All three of my children were glued to Looney Tunes when I left, but when I returned less than three minutes later, Audrey was gone. I walked through the house calling her but didn't find her. Katie and Owen had no idea where she was. At this point I wasn't too worried because the doors were locked...and there was no way she could go out the window. COULD SHE?!?!
Panic started rising as I ran to the living room. A previous tear in the window screen was now a huge HOLE, but I kept thinking 1)it would be crazy-hard for her to climb up and out, and 2)if she did, she'd just be in the sandbox. I didn't see her through the window, though, so I flew out the carport door.
The Scene of the "Crime"
My next-door-neighbor was walking up my driveway with Audrey. She had seen her...standing in the road. Appleberry is a through-street and is fairly busy. We also have problems with people speeding and hot-rodding in front of our house. God was so gracious to watch over my sweet girl. She had apparently walked barefoot down our driveway, down the road, and then stood at the end of our neighbor's driveway until she was spotted. Although I was only in the bathroom for a couple of minutes, I had spent a few more searching the house, so I am not sure how long she was actually in the road. But do I know that it was long enough for her life to be in jeapordy, and I know that God protected her.
Owen found a huge square of screen in the floor. What a Houdini!!!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Audrey
I rarely post about my baby. Third-born children are so neglected! Let's see...
Audrey loves to make faces:
Audrey is very silly (yes, those are pants):
If Audrey is having fun, she doesn't care if she does a face-plant in the dirt:
Audrey is...FEARLESS!
Audrey loves to make faces:
Audrey is very silly (yes, those are pants):
If Audrey is having fun, she doesn't care if she does a face-plant in the dirt:
Audrey is...FEARLESS!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
A Talented Friend
A friend of mine is about to become a stay-at-home mom to a sweet little baby boy...and we have been waiting for this boy for a very long time! To assist with the inevitable income gap and to give her an outlet for her amazing creativity, her husband invested in a top-of-the-line camera. Below, and on my new profile picture, you will find just a few results from our latest sitting. If you are interested, email me and I will get you in contact with her. She is extremely reasonable - and we ALL know that I am frugal! Did I mention that she is great with kids, and comes with a husband/sidekick who takes candids during the shoot? Actually, I think that he took most of the ones below! But I'll load more when I have time.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Girl Talk
I usually do not lack for funny stories about Owen. He is a fountain of perpetual amusement. He did say something funny a couple of days ago but I didn't write it down and it just flew out of my head. So tonight I'll just have some "girl talk."
Our homeschool group had a Presidential Hall of Fame and Election Day. My job was to make ballots. And like a good citizen, I made sure that our ballots listed any candidate who made the national ticket. I showed my finished results to Katie:
"Look, here are all the people running for president. Tomorrow you will get to decide who you think should lead us and cast your vote. Do you know who you would like to vote for?"
"I'm voting for Bob Barr because he has two B names."
"Um, okay. Bob Barr is the Libertarian candidate. Do you want to know what he believes?"
"No, I just like his two B's."
True to form, when Katie went in to vote she did not even let Teresa finish explaining before she had made a big "X" for Bob.
For several weeks, Katie has been ending many of her sentences with "....that is." Today she was telling me about something and said, "...and it was red. Red like a rose, that is. Mama? Why do some people say, 'that is' all the time?" I don't know, girl. You tell me!
One last Katie story. I am not sure what to do with this because it is really weird. Katie "sees" different keys (music) as colors. She told Kevin that he was playing a song in yellow and that she wanted it in red. Kevin and I rolled our eyes at each other...until she was turned away from the guitar and could fairly accurately tell us which "color" Kevin was playing. (If anyone has heard of this, I'd like to hear about it!)
And finally, Audrey. She just roams around the house all day, seeking what she may destroy. She pulls clothes from drawers, dishes from cabinets, books from shelves - all in a matter of ten minutes!
Today she was SO funny. During breakfast we go over the catechism. Katie is on a question somewhere in the 60's. Owen is closing in on 20. Audrey? Well, she knows the first one! If you ask her, "Audrey, who made you?" she answers, "Gaaaaah!" This morning I pushed it a bit further. "Audrey, what else did God make?" Her answer? She looked very serious, straight into my eyes, and said, "Grablah plamba blab." I went on to the next question and she responded straightfaced with more gibberish. Katie and Owen were laughing so hard! Here is a picture of Audrey with a bad hair day. (I suppose I need to do something about her mullet sometime, huh?)
Our homeschool group had a Presidential Hall of Fame and Election Day. My job was to make ballots. And like a good citizen, I made sure that our ballots listed any candidate who made the national ticket. I showed my finished results to Katie:
"Look, here are all the people running for president. Tomorrow you will get to decide who you think should lead us and cast your vote. Do you know who you would like to vote for?"
"I'm voting for Bob Barr because he has two B names."
"Um, okay. Bob Barr is the Libertarian candidate. Do you want to know what he believes?"
"No, I just like his two B's."
True to form, when Katie went in to vote she did not even let Teresa finish explaining before she had made a big "X" for Bob.
For several weeks, Katie has been ending many of her sentences with "....that is." Today she was telling me about something and said, "...and it was red. Red like a rose, that is. Mama? Why do some people say, 'that is' all the time?" I don't know, girl. You tell me!
One last Katie story. I am not sure what to do with this because it is really weird. Katie "sees" different keys (music) as colors. She told Kevin that he was playing a song in yellow and that she wanted it in red. Kevin and I rolled our eyes at each other...until she was turned away from the guitar and could fairly accurately tell us which "color" Kevin was playing. (If anyone has heard of this, I'd like to hear about it!)
And finally, Audrey. She just roams around the house all day, seeking what she may destroy. She pulls clothes from drawers, dishes from cabinets, books from shelves - all in a matter of ten minutes!
Today she was SO funny. During breakfast we go over the catechism. Katie is on a question somewhere in the 60's. Owen is closing in on 20. Audrey? Well, she knows the first one! If you ask her, "Audrey, who made you?" she answers, "Gaaaaah!" This morning I pushed it a bit further. "Audrey, what else did God make?" Her answer? She looked very serious, straight into my eyes, and said, "Grablah plamba blab." I went on to the next question and she responded straightfaced with more gibberish. Katie and Owen were laughing so hard! Here is a picture of Audrey with a bad hair day. (I suppose I need to do something about her mullet sometime, huh?)
Thursday, October 23, 2008
The Tastiest Planet and Other Adventures
Aggravation!
Here is a common sight on a Friday night at Casa Hinton. After a sing-along accompanied by both guitar and bass and multiple bedtime stories for the little ones, it is time for a bit of fun. It's about 10:00 and the coffee is brewing. The smell of delicious (previously frozen) peach cobbler lingers in the air. Friends Roger and Elisabeth now sit with Kevin and me at our homey kitchen table. Roger says....."Kill her!"
WHAT?!?! No, we are not into some new cult. We are playing Aggravation, known to some as Texas Hot Seat. The game board was a wedding gift from my grandpa. The main problem is that Elisabeth and I have not been "providentially blessed." I might dare to use the term "unlucky" for something this serious. I can't even keep track anymore....the guys probably lead by over twenty games.
So, Elisabeth, I have come up with a possible solution. I am teaching Katie and Owen to play. We can probably cheat our way into a win without them even knowing. Bwahaha!!! Seriously, though, the kids really like this game. I counted it as school, since it involves lots of counting and logic. And dice rolling. All good Baptists know how to cast lots, right? (R and E, you can easily see Owen's logic...bring 'em ALL out at once!)
Growing Pains...for ME
Audrey has been walking for about three or four weeks now. She immediately followed this up with climbing the bookshelf, climbing up on the kitchen table, throwing Katie's socks in the trash, playing in the toilet, and this:
But I don't want to take a nap!
(I wonder if Owen will still be sleeping with Spot dog when he's married?)
Pee B and J
Owen woke up on Tuesday, walked into the living room, and announced the following: "Fust I'm gonna get cwose on, den eat wunch, den go spen da night at Gwanma's house." He then proceeded to dress himself. I went to get Audrey up and dressed. When I came back he was standing in his Little Tykes chair in a puddle of pee, eating a heel of bread. He had the knife, peanut butter, and jelly out for making his "wunch." After his bath he insisted on the sandwich, so after chanting my current mantra of "choose your battles" I told him to go for it. Here he is licking the peanut butter, wet hair and all.
Eating Mercury
Katie took almost an hour to help me make gray salt dough and then sculpt her model of Mercury. Audrey took less than two minutes to climb on the table and make a crater of her own. Mmmmm.....Salty Mercury. (Kevin, there's a Simpsons reference for ya!)
Here is a common sight on a Friday night at Casa Hinton. After a sing-along accompanied by both guitar and bass and multiple bedtime stories for the little ones, it is time for a bit of fun. It's about 10:00 and the coffee is brewing. The smell of delicious (previously frozen) peach cobbler lingers in the air. Friends Roger and Elisabeth now sit with Kevin and me at our homey kitchen table. Roger says....."Kill her!"
WHAT?!?! No, we are not into some new cult. We are playing Aggravation, known to some as Texas Hot Seat. The game board was a wedding gift from my grandpa. The main problem is that Elisabeth and I have not been "providentially blessed." I might dare to use the term "unlucky" for something this serious. I can't even keep track anymore....the guys probably lead by over twenty games.
So, Elisabeth, I have come up with a possible solution. I am teaching Katie and Owen to play. We can probably cheat our way into a win without them even knowing. Bwahaha!!! Seriously, though, the kids really like this game. I counted it as school, since it involves lots of counting and logic. And dice rolling. All good Baptists know how to cast lots, right? (R and E, you can easily see Owen's logic...bring 'em ALL out at once!)
Growing Pains...for ME
Audrey has been walking for about three or four weeks now. She immediately followed this up with climbing the bookshelf, climbing up on the kitchen table, throwing Katie's socks in the trash, playing in the toilet, and this:
But I don't want to take a nap!
(I wonder if Owen will still be sleeping with Spot dog when he's married?)
Pee B and J
Owen woke up on Tuesday, walked into the living room, and announced the following: "Fust I'm gonna get cwose on, den eat wunch, den go spen da night at Gwanma's house." He then proceeded to dress himself. I went to get Audrey up and dressed. When I came back he was standing in his Little Tykes chair in a puddle of pee, eating a heel of bread. He had the knife, peanut butter, and jelly out for making his "wunch." After his bath he insisted on the sandwich, so after chanting my current mantra of "choose your battles" I told him to go for it. Here he is licking the peanut butter, wet hair and all.
Eating Mercury
Katie took almost an hour to help me make gray salt dough and then sculpt her model of Mercury. Audrey took less than two minutes to climb on the table and make a crater of her own. Mmmmm.....Salty Mercury. (Kevin, there's a Simpsons reference for ya!)
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
One Year Ago Today...
Here is an excerpt from Audrey's birth story. I'll get the rest copied at some point, when the rest of my journal is moved:
At first lots of people were in the room - Kevin, Mom, Daddy, Mama, and Abby. Somewhere around 1:00 and 4 ccs of Pitocin, Tom, Stacy, and both of their kids came in. Daddy decided there were too many people in the room and took the kids and Tommy out. I really didn't know what was going on. Just like with Owen, I started out by meditating on scripture or hymn lines or just praying through contractions, focusing and breathing to the rhythm of the words. But Pitocin is EVIL and things got really hard and out of control fast! I lost my reputation of being a peaceful, quiet laborer and started crying out. First I told Kevin, "I can't pray!" Meaning I couldn't focus enough to pray through the contractions. The two Moms thought I said "I can't cry!" and started saying "Go ahead and cry!" Mom Hinton was even suggesting the epidural because she knew how high my pain threshold is and it was so odd for me to be that loud. I spoke quieter to Kevin between contractions, "No, I can't pray anymore, it hurts too bad! Pray FOR me."
Kevin was incredible. First he was stroking my hair and face so I could focus on that. Then he was whispering to me between contractions and encouraging me during them:
"I am praying for you and I am not the only one....everyone at Unity just got out of church and they all know you are in labor. They are all praying."
"That was a good one! I bet you are already in transition, at least 6 cm by now."
"You are doing a great job. I love you."
"God is with you. He will get you through this."
"It can't be much longer now."
The nurse checked me at some point after I was up to 6 ccs of Pitocin. I had gone from an unmoveable 4 cm. to 6 in just minutes. Only a bit later I told them I felt like pushing. She checked and I was 8-9 cm. Seconds passed and I told her the baby was COMING OUT without me trying to push at all!!! Everyone started moving fast. A nurse I hadn't seen before stood just inside the door but left when the doctor arrived - I think she would have delivered. I had to wait 20 minutes on the doctor and the nurses all encouraged me to blow through, just like with Owen, but it was MUCH more difficult! My body was just doing it involuntarily. Finally the nurse got the brains to turn the Pitocin drip off - LOL! That made it a bit easier to wait.
The nurse came in and I started barking commands! HA! "Don't touch my ankle when I push, it hurts." Etc.
I pushed ONE TIME. Two if you count that I took a quick breath between head and shoulders! She was small and I was DONE, shaking and hurting..........
They put her on my stomach just like they had done with my first two babies, but this time I took my time rubbing her down and talking to her. They had to ask me if they could have her! She was just beautiful, so tiny, with a little dark hair. She cried some but not as loudly or insistantly as Owen.
I nursed her a little when they were done with her, but then she had to go visit everyone - she had about 25 visitors that first day! That's what happens when you have a baby on the weekend. It was like that with Katie, who was born on Sunday. Owen was born on a Thursday and hardly anyone came. Although I love company, I was thankful when everyone was gone because I hadn't slept a wink in over 36 hours and had been laboring for about 12 of that.
Katie and Owen came up for a bit that evening. It was really sweet to see them with their new sister. Katie was in love and couldn't stop smiling. Owen didn't seem to get it, but since then he has become quite a protective, loving big brother.
When everyone was gone, Kevin and I just about collapsed from exhaustion. But we had our sweet baby, and I felt so much better I was in tears - not to mention the fact that I ate two dinners within about three hours...plus frozen yogurt AND ice cream!!! LOL! We sent Audrey to the nursery for a few hours, and when I had gotten my nap, I was ready to snuggle and kiss her. I am so thankful that God has entrusted us one more little life, and I pray that we will bring glory to Him in her training and care.
Happy Birthday, Little One.
Audrey Rebecca is now my big one-year-old! She is such a joy. She is trying to walk and talk, and occasionally has Katie and Owen cracking up with her special sense of humor. It is difficult to make myself believe it has been a year since I held her in that hospital room, surrounded by...half the church! LOL! This year has really flown by.Our birthday custom is for Kevin to take off work. Then we spend special one-on-one time with the birthday child, followed by cake and ice cream - and presents, of course!
When Audrey woke up this morning, Kevin brought her to our bed so we could all snuggle together. Audrey crawled in and out of the sheets, babbling and pointing. After breakfast and morning nap, Katie and Owen went to Grandma's house. Then just the three of us headed to McDonald's and the park. Audrey loved the slide and the pea gravel, but HATED the swings! It was a beautiful day, a bit cooler than last week, with such a blue sky. I also will remember this as the dragonfly year, as they are everywhere! Such a blessing as this means fewer mosquitos.
Back home, Audrey had her second nap while Kevin wrapped gifts and I finished her cake. I always make cakes for the kids. This time, Katie designed Audrey's cake! It is a "Patty Cake," marked with a "B" and decorated with frosting cherries and smiley faces.
Audrey got to ride in a front-facing car seat to Grandma's house, where we had dinner and a very small party. (I've learned from experience that one-year-olds don't care so much for HUGE parties that mommy and daddy tend to throw for them). Audrey seemed to enjoy her cake and presents.Audrey, you are such a blessing to us. Your daddy and I pray every day that you will learn to know and love God, to enjoy Him forever, and to bring glory to Him in everything you do. We love you!
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