Recently, we began a new routine regarding our bedtime prayers. We still say the Our Father prayer first, but after that, we ask each of the girls if they would like to say their own prayer, and after that we do "Yay God". "yay God" is a tradition at Mustang Island Family Camp, which we attended last weekend. It's basically a list of what you are thankful for followed by "Yaaaaaay God!" We usually do three rounds of Yay God
Since we started this a few days ago, we have been consistently amazed and impressed by the girls level of understanding and depth. I plan to start recording them, but for tonight, I'll try to remember as much as I can...
Zofia's prayer tonight was something along the lines of; God is good and straight and loves us all.
Maggie's prayer tonight was something like; God makes all the plants and flowers grow and come down.
Zofia's Yay Gods were: Yay God for food (i think), Yay God for all of the tissues in the world, and Yay God for all of the tissue boxes in all the world of San Antonio
Maggie's Yay Gods were: Yay God for plants, can't remember the second one, and the last was Yay God for Mommy and Daddy and Zofia.
We melted.
You can see some photos from our Mustang Island trip as well as Zofia's birthday party and Roger's nieces' visit on the Flick site.
Mostly updates about the daily doings of Zofia, Maggie, KK and Thaddy with a little bit about the rest of the family thrown in.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Milestones
Just a couple things to report here in the land of Graham...
We switched Maggie's crib to a "big girl bed" today. Both girls were very excited about it and helped me with the transformation. Of course, by "helped" I mean jumped all over the bed while I was assembling it, but you get the idea.
Also, Zofia can READ! A few days ago she told Roger, "Daddy, I wish I could read." So yesterday, Roger sat with her for over an hour and she totally got it. B-A-T...bat! We were all over the moon!
We switched Maggie's crib to a "big girl bed" today. Both girls were very excited about it and helped me with the transformation. Of course, by "helped" I mean jumped all over the bed while I was assembling it, but you get the idea.
Also, Zofia can READ! A few days ago she told Roger, "Daddy, I wish I could read." So yesterday, Roger sat with her for over an hour and she totally got it. B-A-T...bat! We were all over the moon!
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Monday, June 02, 2008
Sunday, June 01, 2008
By Special Request
My Aunt Connie has been hassling me (rightly so) about my lack of blogging lately. So, here is a little something until I can get my act together...
Zofia on the bed watching a tv show and Roger was sitting next to her.
Roger: Do you want me to go get Mommy?
Zofia: No, that's ok Daddy, you are enough for me.
Zofia on the bed watching a tv show and Roger was sitting next to her.
Roger: Do you want me to go get Mommy?
Zofia: No, that's ok Daddy, you are enough for me.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Apprentice
Maggie, during dinner tonight, climbed down from her seat and when I asked here where she was going, she said, "I'm going to collect rent (went). I'll be right (wight) back."
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Oops.
Zofia dropped a bowl of dried cranberries and Maggie said, "Oh my gosh, Oh my Lord, Oh my Heavens! Zofia dropped her cranberries!"
Friday, December 28, 2007
They're getting cuter
Zofia to Daddy: Daddy, you are a very clever boyyyyyyyy!
Maggie to Zofia (while being rolled upon): Zofia, don't do that. It's not nice, you're my friend!
Maggie to Zofia (while being rolled upon): Zofia, don't do that. It's not nice, you're my friend!
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Why DO we say that?
In the car yesterday on the way to school, we pulled up next to a schoolbus.
I said, "Look girls, there's a schoolbus, and there are children on it." To which Maggie replied, "Not ON in Mommy, IN it!"
I said, "Look girls, there's a schoolbus, and there are children on it." To which Maggie replied, "Not ON in Mommy, IN it!"
Thursday, November 29, 2007
School post
One for Maggie, one for Zofia...
Maggie's teacher was bragging on her yesterday. She was working with a puzzle, which is kept on a tray, with the pieces in a little basket. For about 15 minutes, she tried to carry the tray to her table to work, but the basket kept falling off. During the whole time, she didn't get frustrated, cry, or quit. Finally, she asked Ms. Vivian for help, saying, "Please can you help me with the puzzle?" Her teacher showed her how to carry the basket first, then go back for the tray. After finishing her work a few minutes later, Maggie remembered how to get the whole thing back on the shelf!
Zofia's teacher told me that today, on their way up to a "motor skills" class, Zofia said to her, "My mommy is going to have a baby. It's going to be a boy, but she has to talk to my daddy first." Hmmmm.
Maggie's teacher was bragging on her yesterday. She was working with a puzzle, which is kept on a tray, with the pieces in a little basket. For about 15 minutes, she tried to carry the tray to her table to work, but the basket kept falling off. During the whole time, she didn't get frustrated, cry, or quit. Finally, she asked Ms. Vivian for help, saying, "Please can you help me with the puzzle?" Her teacher showed her how to carry the basket first, then go back for the tray. After finishing her work a few minutes later, Maggie remembered how to get the whole thing back on the shelf!
Zofia's teacher told me that today, on their way up to a "motor skills" class, Zofia said to her, "My mommy is going to have a baby. It's going to be a boy, but she has to talk to my daddy first." Hmmmm.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Friday, October 12, 2007
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Huge!
Roger: Zofia, that bite (of oatmeal) is ginormous!
Z: No, Daddy. This bite is big. It's not ginormous, like your head.
Z: No, Daddy. This bite is big. It's not ginormous, like your head.
Monday, October 01, 2007
Pooped
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