We're having words... sorta

Just a quick one as I'm waiting for Dave to hurry home to a dinner of leftovers...some how I don't think he'll be too excited. That's why I haven't told him! hahaha. Anywho....

I threw Dax into the bath quickly, dried him and carried the ALMOST 30 lb. 8 month old to his room. You read that correctly. He's 29.5 pounds. Sheesh.

As I'm changing his diaper and whispering sweet nothings to this angel, I start hearing him verbalize. Now, you have to realize that he doesn't just babble all the time. He's very content to just sit and chill.

I just think the babbling is so cute until I really listen.

Dadadadadada...Dadadadada

No he did not just babble that when Dave has barely just changed 5 dirty diapers. (And wet diapers do not constitute as DIRTY. Amen?!?!?!)

I looked at this sweet child and leaned over... "Mamamama..."

He honestly laughed, SHOOK HIS HEAD and continued, "Dadadadada."

He did this TWICE.

Totally not fair.

Randomness and Haiti

A little ramblings:

But first-some pics!

Drew is growing bigger and bigger. No longer a squeaky little voice. Almost done with Kindergarten! WAHOO!!!

But he's still our fun-loving middle child. He's his mother's child, what can I say.

Drew with Dax. Dax is now 6 months old and weighs close to 26 lbs. WOW. People ask me how I hold him. Well, I don't. Not for any length of time without sitting down. :) But we get plenty of cuddle time on the floor or in the rocking chair. What a sweet baby.

Dax just started baby food this week and is still getting a hang of it. He definitely prefers 'real' food over the canned baby stuff. (Who wouldn't?!?!)

I was digging through the bib drawer which houses about 50 bibs (no lie) and came across this one. I can't remember which baby this was originally given to, but I believe Heather gifted it to either Jackson, Aiden , or Drew. Love it.

Other news: Dave is heading to Haiti this Sunday night and won't be back until Thursday. He's traveling with 3 other guys from the church to scope out a couple ministries down there. One in which is an orphanage. I think Dave's a little apprehensive since he's never been out of the country. (I laughed just for my family's sake....hahaha!) I expect God to do some great things in the hearts of the men who are going. How can you not be impacted by the sights and sounds (and smells) of a third world nation?

Anyways, prayers are obviously appreciated. :) I look forward to spending some time listening to Dave talk on Thursday night/Friday morning as he digests the trip.

Tomorrow is also another day full of prayer as teams are hitting Port St. Lucie to participate in servant evangelism. I'm expecting God to do some great things tomorrow through the people of the church.

Talk about God doing great things, a friend of mine had one of her friends accept Christ this past Sunday. So neat. This girl has been coming to Financial Peace University and finally attended a service this last weekend. She prayed to receive Christ and has commented that this week has been a week of great peace. AWESOME.

This is the reason why we do what we do: to see people impacted by Christ. LOVE IT!!!

pastors' kids and fun

Every other Wednesday is a great day of fellowship with the other pastors' wives. We just had lunch and were looking at the babies when I commented about how Dax looks just like Dave and how Bode looks just like Billy. Looking over at Taj, I laughed because he looks like his daddy Dale.

So here's the original shot. Ignore the fact that Dax is still in his pajamas. I am clearly lazy. (In my defense, have you tried to keep a 2 piece outfit on a kid with a big belly? The shirt always rides up.....)

Taj Dax Bode

And now the one of the dads, thanks to Billy's magic touch. Enjoy. And try not to pee on yourself.

Dale Dave Billy

Cincinnasti, i mean, Cincinnati

I FINALLY made it up to Cincinnati after 2 years. I think the last time I was there was when Micah was born, and now I made the return trip for her birthday. :) Too bad it was spent with the throwing up bug, making a very memorable trip. Heather and Craig have a nice bathroom.

My maternal grandmother, June, with my three boys. She came down to Florida just days after I returned from Ohio. You'll have to excuse Drew. He's going through some weird phase of making silly, cross-eyed pictures. :)

Anyways, in Ohio I had the chance to go see some of my dad's side of the family too. This is Micah with Krista's kids: Cecilia and Grady. I enjoyed spending some time talking with Kris and her husband about their recent salvation and baptism. It's so exciting to see family members accept Christ and see them grow spiritually.

The rest of these pictures are from Micah's party. This one is actually after many guests left and she finally wanted to blow out her candles...and again..and again... :) Poor girl didn't feel the best all evening but had more steam in her around bed time.

Grandma Lowery again with Dax. (I had to keep reminding folks that he was barely 4 months old and didn't quite have the neck strength....He just looks SO much bigger than 4 months!)

U. Jeff giving Selah a ride wearing Micah's Dora backpack.

Selah with Craig's dad and brother.

Craig's brother, Neal, and his wife Erin.

Grandma Richards with Dax.

A. Vicki and U. Jeff. Don't ask what he's doing, but apparently she's trying to escape.

Grandpa and Grandma Richards :)

Cousins: Selah and Dax. She's 6 months and he's 4 months. And he is drooling.

Sweet Micah. Happy birthday little girl.

just a quick note...

I'm running off to school to help watch Aiden's class during lunch. BUT... got great news yesterday. Dax's blood work came back and everything looks great. He's a BIG, HEALTHY boy. :) We're thankful! PTL. I just need to start lifting weights.

testing

And so I have a big baby. :) 4 months old and officially 22.85 pounds. You can take a look at the picture below and check it out for yourself. I just HAD to have evidence... and I even think this pic is about 2 or 3 weeks old.

Uh, I'm trying hard not to totally grab him wrong, but it just looks awkward anyways!

We went to Dax's 4 month check up and the doctor was a little worried. (REALLY?!?!? NOW? You weren't worried when he was 17 lbs at 2 months but now you're worried.... sheesh...) My mom has been encouraging me to have some blood work drawn up on Dax. So we did. And boy did he scream.

I actually had to take him to Quest Diagnostics the next day because the nurses couldn't get his blood. So we're waiting until tomorrow or Tuesday to get the results. We're looking at his thyroid, growth hormone, some type of syndrome dealing with his kidney or liver... I forget which.

But it's all in the Lord's hands. I'm just a little disappointed because I wanted to start feeding him baby food and to see this next fun stage or development. Not wanting a 50 lb one year old.... um, we're holding off on that for awhile.

So Dax continues on. Sweet baby as he is. What a blessing he is to our family! Everyone should have a baby like him. Too bad they can't! He's mine. :)