Hope of Israel, indeed

While playing swords with his friends, The Boy burst into the room brandishing his mighty weapon, a 2.5' piece of orange foam, and proclaiming...

The Boy: I have the sword of truth and right! I have the sword of truth and right!

Neesha stared at him blankly for a minute. The Boy wasn't dissuaded in the least and proceeded to sing...

The Boy: Sound the war cry, "Watch and pray!" Vanquish ev'ry foe today!

He's particularly keen on the "vanquish every foe" part.

mw

This week's theological crisis

It's Friday night. Neesha is kneading pizza dough for dinner while I finish reviewing some contracts for work. The Boy and The Queen are upstairs playing in their bedrooms which they are supposed to be cleaning. There is a loud crash and The Queen begins to wail. Neesha and I pause for a moment to see if the sound will go away on its own. When it doesn't, I go up to check for blood.

In my best concerned-father voice, which I must say is pretty good,...

Me: What happened?
The Queen (running into my arms while wailing): Jesus bumped me on the head!

* after a long, faith-promoting pause*

Me: What was that?

She points to a picture of The Savior that typically sits on her dresser, now laying on the floor.

The Queen: Jesus bumped me on the head!
Me: Oh, good. No worries, then.

mw

The Autumn Neesha and I moved into our Kaysville house, we took the Boy, who was just over 2.5 years old, and the Queen, who was just over 2.5 weeks, to Pack's Pumpkin Patch. While there, we caught the following image of the Boy and his personality. It's one of my favorites, and when I think of my son, this is the image that comes to mind as often as not.


Two weeks ago we took the kids up Logan Canyon to see the [green] leaves and to get some new family pictures for our wall.


When did that happen?

mw

Colorful Perfection

I dressed Junebug in a lot of pink yesterday and started singing, "The Pink of Perfection" from Disney's Summer Magic. A few moments later, The Boy commented, "Mom, your pants have a lot of teal in them. You are the teal of perfection!"

Junebug

Our little Junebug is just over 3 months old.

She is so sweet. I love her shy smile.

She can get some giggles in too.

At three months, she...
Coos, smiles and giggles for Mommy, but reserves her best for Daddy.
Tolerates her baths and abhors her tummy time.
Loves, loves, LOVES her mobile (has literally spent up to 45 minutes just watching and talking to it).
Has a blinding bald spot on back.
Loves to be with people and likes to have them sing to her (she and The Queen get along pretty well).
Just can't get enough of our Junebug!