More baby laughing video. Jack's laugh is infectious!
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
A is for...
...apples, alligator, art and apple pie. Last week we focused on things beginning with the letter "A." I think it is probably too early for Xavier to really recognize and understand letters but by focusing on different letters it helps give a little focus and structure to our tot school activities.
Xavier loved cutting up apples for the pie and has since used the chopper for pears too. Because it doesn't really have sharp edges, it is a great montessori-styled way to get him involved in cooking.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Do You Reject Satan?
I'm a little late on posting this but Jack was baptised last Sunday. It was a very special day for all of us. In attendance were Jack's godparents and their three young children, Xavier's godparents, and Brooke, the mom of Xavier's BFF, Ethan. Unlike his big brother, Jack didn't cry at all and even seemed to enjoy having water poured over his little noggin.
If you have never been to a Catholic baptism (or don't happen to remember your own) there are a few things to remember:

If you have never been to a Catholic baptism (or don't happen to remember your own) there are a few things to remember:
- Your parents and godparents must formally reject Satan and all his works in your name
- You are annointed with special oils (chrism) that makes you smell like a head shop
- One of the places you are annointed is on your chest so more than likely you will need to partially disrobe from your fancy schmancy baptismal clothes
- Someone will make you wear a hat made out of a hankerchief
- You get souveniers including a baptismal certificate, a baptismal candle, a little garment, and a bottle of your baptismal water
- You are encouraged to celebrate your baptismal day as much if not more heartily than your birthday
Deacon Gordon, Tim, Jack, me, and Jack's godparents, Laurie and Pete.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Sweet, sweet boys
Before I had kids of my own, I had no idea what I would do with sons. Being one of many sisters I only knew about girls. My, oh my is raising sons a hoot. Who knew they could be so sweet?
This is the sweet smiling face that greets my bleary-eyed one each morning.
This is a "flower" that Xavier picked for me from the back yard. Of course it immediately went on display in a crystal vase.
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