My son, the hardcore drummer

Maybe not the best song to let my children be listening to (this is part of Joe's massive music repertoire), but he thoroughly enjoyed this song.

Joe's Best Birthday Present

No, it wasn't from me. Actually, nobody would have been able to think of it. But Colin, the apple of Joe's eye - made his birthday something special. When Joe was putting Colin to bed, they talked about Jesus (we've been making more of an effort these days to make Christmas being Jesus' Birthday).

We read him the story of the birth of Christ, and in the end explain to him that he was really really special. I don't have all the details - but Joe came down after having put him down, and his eyes were smiling. Apparently, Colin had told Joe that 'Jesus lives in his heart-house'.

I may try as hard as I might to save my son from anything; pain, hunger, bullies, baggy pants with his underwear showing - but I cannot give him Salvation. Only Christ can, and although he may not grasp the whole concept yet, he is on his way - and I hope and pray that he will grow up to be a man that loves Christ.

Sweaty Sleeper

 Joe's midnight encounter with a Colin:

Colin just woke up screaming. I went up and he was under his blanket, whole body sweating, hair all wet. I took him out and after he calmed down, he said "I got cooked like a turkey"

 

 

Colin says

UGHHH I hate myself for not being as disciplined with my blog. Since the trip it's been busy with ChicGeek, and just a backlog of things to do, and now with Autumn all the families want photos with the leaves, or getting photos done for their Christmas cards. But for now, I have to write down just some of the funniest things Colin has said. In the past few days, he's just been Mr. Chipper, and talks to everybody and anybody. He is cheerful. I want to remember what he says, so I'm just jotting these down as I can remember them:

[Joe fixing my phone]
Joes says to me: I hope the phone doesn't crash, or I'll be sad.
Colin: oooooh..... I hope it doesn't crash, or I'll be sad toooooooooo.


[Joe typing on iPad]
Colin: Daddy, you type pretty fast! i type sloooooooow, like a turtle.


[At Uncle Jeremy's house, in which he has many many aquariums]
Colin: Hi Fishies! I'm BACK!

[at the Save-On Foods, in the bulk section and an employee is doing an order]
Colin says to the man: What are you doing?
the man: I'm taking an order!
Colin: Ooooooh, I get it.


[at the Pho Restaurant - we're regulars at this location]
The waiter asks if Colin is all done his noodles
Colin: No, I want the lady.
Waitress comes
Colin: Can I have more noo-noos (noodles)?
Waitress ends up feeding him

Bad Mommy

He's going to hate me when he's old enough to read my diary. So that's why this is classified under the Bad Mommy series.

You see, for the future of your relationship with your son, always always carry a diaper in your diaper bag. Just in case.

So What happened? Colin went for a play date. I picked him up, and he had pooped. I changed him, and realized I didn't have an extra with me, so I used one from my friend's stash. And, well..... they have a girl.



I'm so so sorry Colin, but you are so cute and so loveable, regardless of what colour pull ups you wear.

Slideshows

Colin entered out lives 2.5 years ago, and since then - we've taken thousands upon thousands of photos. And having the photographer husband, it helps that our photos look friggin awesome. But other than having... thousands of great photos, it's not very useful to just have them on the hard drive.

I made photobooks, which I treasure and Colin reads them (I am currently making a photobook for Cara too), but we decided to take it to the next level and just make a montage of each of their lives thus far. They've been such a blessing to us, and we wanted to use the 2 avenues that are so important us to express just the impact our children have had on our lives. Photography and music. Please enjoy our LiLos (Little Lo's)

Blast From the Past

I'm scouring through the tens of thousands of photos we have of Colin to make something special, and I came across some gems. Unfortunately this probably won't make the cut, but it is worthy of some recognition.

Ahh.... see, I told you he was a boob guy.

RIP Nap time

A couple nights ago, we did our usual routine. We gave Colin a bottle, let him go to daddy's room to watch the iPad (right now Go Diego Go is on demand), and then brush his teeth, jammies, then story time with all 15 of his closest buds. We closed the door, and we heard couple thumps on the wall (he likes to 'drum' himself to sleep), and thought that was it. We went downstairs, and the thumping continued. Didn't think much of it, we just thought he'd go to sleep soon.

Oh, but Joe and I were apparently in for a auditory treat. He was stomping, thumping, and singing... and the odd high pitched trill here and there. This went on for a good hour. Joe and I were thinking... well, he'll eventually tire himself out, and fall asleep. We let it continue (thank goodness Cara is a good sleeper), and we were wrong. It went on for another hour.

Joe decided to check on him. When he opened the door, he sees Colin, all innocent - has pushed his bed several feet off the wall (and as a result all of his friends had fallen onto the ground - which explained the whole 'MY ANIMALS!!!!!! MY ANIMALS!!!!!!' chorus).

He found Colin, laying oh so innocently, on his tummy, his hands propping up his chin as if he were anticipating daddy's arrival and said to Joe as he opened the door - 'Hi!'.

Joe wasn't angry, in fact it was one of those 'sigh' moments. They had a short conversation:

Joe: You know Col, mommy and daddy can hear you from downstairs
Colin: I can hear you toooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!
Joe: (silence)
Colin: *lightbulb moment* You go back downstairs, and I sing a song for you (from upstairs)!!!! That's a good idea!!!!!!

And from there, we knew he was not tired, and have nixed the afternoon nap. I cannot have a singing drummer in my house until 11pm.

My own little monkey?

I'm sure some of you have seen this lately, but on the lighter side of the news, a monkey in Indonesia stole a wildlife photographer's camera and started taking pictures of himself.



Well, these past couple days... I've noticed a lot of giggling. And Monkey see.... monkey do.


There are more than just these 4 photos... in fact there are probably about 50 (no joke) since he discovered the photobooth feature on the Air yesterday.

Here's video proof too that he actually does it on his own.

How to Feed a Monster

If you've ever wondered how a monster gets his nutrition, Colin knows how. I happen to have my phone with me when I caught this moment, and as soon as I heard him play out an imaginary situation (sully was sad and needed something to help him feel better), I decided to let him continue one... with my camera recording.