August 5, 2009

Not a Milk mustache... Milk beard!

June 27, 2009 It can be frustrating feeding a failure to thrive child when all they want to do is chew the bottle. I need the milk in his belly not out and dripping down his neck and back. He did this so much this month. We finally got smart and started putting a blanket under him so clean up would be easier.

Q's first time swimming

Quincy didn't know what to think about his first time in the swimming pool. We wasn't too into the floaty, but as soon as I took him out he was kicking and enjoying himself more. The water was warm, but outside was still chilly for us since we were use to HOT HOT HOT in Ghana. I put him on the biggest sweater ever and finished swimming with Madison while he hung out in the stroller.

June 22, 2009 Madison and her friend Campbell set up a snowcone stand in compitition with Campbell's sister and a friend who had a lemonade stand down the road. I was surprised when the pair went around the neighborhood to find customers. Madison was quite determined to make money to buy her fish.

Later that day we counted her money. She was upset when I told her she needed to pay some as tithing until I showed her the large about she gets and the small amount Heavenly Father received.

Birds

5 little birdies sitting in a nest...one fell out and broke his neck. 4 little birdies sitting in a nest... one fell out and broke his neck. That left 3. At first it was fun watching these birds. Then the momma bird decided to fly at our faces every time we went out the front door. This was June 19th. Two to three weeks after the babies flew the nest, the mom was back laying more eggs. The next batch three fell out of the nest. The last one to fall was almost ready to fly. He hopped around the front porch. Slept in the courtyard, and was found in the morning in the grass.

Why I am rambling about a stupid bird's nest is beyond me... especially since I knocked it down this morning.

Q's 1st time at the dentist

We didn't waste anytime getting into the swing of things. June 17th was Q's first time at the dentist. Of course he hated it, and I hated having to hold him down.