Here’s a super short video of Whitsun’s reaction to ice cream, taken just the other day.
We’d tried to give him a few bites prior to this, but he kinda opened his mouth for this one, and it just got awesome. And BONUS, you can hear me laughing like a hyena!
I have no idea who this child is. Is he really my son???
Our small group banded together to make this crazy short film! I hope you enjoy it!
This year the line of assigned dialogue was “Woosh, woosh, woosh”, the assigned prop was a snow shovel, and the genre we were assigned was Film Noir. We had two weeks to make the film. It was so much fun!
This year our genre is Film Noir. Our assigned prop is a snow shovel. And the line of dialogue every entry must include is “Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh” (taken from an amazing sermon this year by one of our pastors).
Stay tuned! The big Film Fest screening night is March 3rd…fingers crossed the academy picks us to win something!
Why don’t they ever do that stuff when I have a camera close by?
There’s lots of cute moments around here at 18 months. They can kind of say “I love you” to each other, and it’s a real heart-melter. Capturing that on camera is next on my list! Or maybe I should just have Abraham do it. Apparently they do their cute tricks for him.
So someone Tweeted me that my child-naming techniques are famous. I clicked on the link and there it was…
Look at the paragraph that starts with Whitsun. Then they wrote about ME and how we name our children!!! Whoever, you are, Jodi, thanks for submitting us!
I’m always honored to be mentioned in the same blog posts as Beyonce! Makes me want to dig out some gold glitter stilettos and (attempt) to shake my jelly!
(by the way…I do not think you’re ready.)
In case any of you are late to the baby-naming party, Beyonce & her man Jay-Z had a baby and named her Blue Ivy. Kinda cute, I think! She didn’t consult me on it, but that was probably because she didn’t know I was available.
Here are my posts about baby-naming, for any of you curious out there!
Orison led the charge in writing these letters to Santa on Christmas Eve. He even served as scribe for Morrow for his letter!
Thankfully we already had a remote control car for Orison and a clipboard lying around the house to give him. A friend of ours ran an 11th-hour errand to pick up the construction paper. Orison was thrilled!
Morrow didn’t seem to notice or care that he didn’t get anything on his list. I think probably the power of suggestion (read: Orison) was responsible for most of the things on there anyway.
And bonus points for anyone who can tell me the source for the question to Santa, “Did you have a good summer?”
I apologize for the poor quality of this video (taken with my phone), but I just had to show you why I don’t blog anymore.
I had walked out of the room for a minute and then found all three of them up on the bed when I came back. I have no idea how they did that! And then they were all rockin’ out and dancing together. It was awesome.
This is why I rarely have bloggable thoughts. Imagine this kind of energy, all day, every day–awesome and exhausting.
My husband Abraham started a new blog. You might know that he’s run 22 Words for a long time, but just recently he started a more personal blog where he can be more of a…well…person.
Anyway, he wrote a really funny post about how he’s been trying to manage the incessant potty humor going on between our two oldest boys.
BONUS: There’s a short video, too!
Happy Friday, everyone. Next week I’ll have a fun giveaway, so be sure to check back!