Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Jesus Was Obedient


Each Sabbath of the entire month, Cradle Roll has the same theme. For January, it was Jesus as a little boy and how he was obedient. There was a theme song which repeated the words "Jesus was obedient" over and over to the tune of "Mary Had A Little Lamb." Calleigh quickly caught on to the song and I would occasionally hear her murmuring the words during the week. So I decided to use this to my advantage. The last few days we've been singing the song and I'll talk to her about how Jesus was obedient which means that he would do what his Mommy would tell him to do. The last few times that we've gone outside to get in my car (which is parked on the side of the street), I'll tell her to be obedient like Jesus and just stand next to Mommy while I get the car unlocked. Typically as soon as I stop to unlock the door (my next car will definitely have a key fob so I can do it automatically. Such a pain)she starts to run off - - and did I mention we're in the street? So I'm always having to chase after her because she won't stand still (just want to mention that we live in a small neighborhood with very few cars but still...) Anyway, the two times that I've told her to be obedient she's literally frozen in place and doesn't even take a step. It's like she's playing red light, green light. This last time I told her how happy I was that she was obedient like Jesus and she looked up at me and said "Good job?" Yes, Calleigh, good job. Hopefully I'll be able to parlay this into other arenas.

On Monday we were all geared up for story time. When we got to the library it turned out that it was cancelled for the week. I felt pretty bad since we I had talked up the bubbles. Calleigh didn't seem to understand because she kept pointing to the room and saying "Story time in there" and I kept repeating that it was cancelled and what that meant. A grandmother with her 11-month old granddaughter, Jillian, arrived so we spent about 30 minutes chatting. She takes care of her Monday - Friday while her daughter works as an accountant. Whew, that's a big commitment for a grandmother to make but she seems to really enjoy it.

Tuesday morning we met Kristine and Jonathan at the playground. Kristine is pregnant with a baby girl, due July 15, so we have a lot in common besides having our first kids four days apart. Calleigh went from area to area and tried to drag Kristine around by the hand with her everywhere. We finally got her to take Jonathan's hand (she seems like to like girls' hands more than boys). It was a really nice day outside so it felt comfortable to just sit there while the kids played in the sand. And then Calleigh started throwing the sand around and that was the end of that (should have used the obedient idea! Jesus wouldn't have thrown sand, right??).





Last night Kelly got back from her two nights with Shannon. They stayed over at a Disney hotel on Monday night (yes, they're real Disney freaks, aren't they) and then she came back here to stay so that I could take her to the airport early this morning. Fortunately it was early enough that I didn't have to get Calleigh up to take with me. We're glad to have spent some time with her even though it was a little bit of a pain with the whole Kelly/Calleigh name thing being so alike. Calleigh refers to herself in the third person so I could never tell if she was talking about herself or Kelly. An unforeseen problem with choosing her name! I suppose it figures since whenever I'm around Aunt Lori (her mother), I always think people are saying Corey instead of Lori.

This morning I did some house cleaning (is vacuuming my bedroom only about every 2 or 3 weeks really disgusting or is that okay?) and then we went to check out a new children's consignment store that just opened called "Once Upon a Child." My goodness, I've never been in such a big consignment store. It was a huge. I could have spent probably a good hour or two in there just looking at everything but obviously, that wasn't an option when you have Calleigh sitting in her stroller repeating "Get out Calleigh" every five seconds. Just to give you some perspective, they must have had at least six employees in there. Usually there is always one or two at the most at the others I frequent. I found a lot of things I liked but then was thinking about whether she really needed some of them. But then I thought again about how the money I'm spending is my own personal football winnings (which totaled $620!) so why not?

Yesterday Calleigh had a cute little incident. I was in the kitchen making lunch and she had decided to go and sit on her potty (fully clothed, of course). As she sat there, she got out the magazines and started flipping through them. I could hear her talking to herself as she "read" through them. All of a sudden, she came running out of the bathroom, clutching a magazine and exclaiming "Papa, Papa." Sure enough, she was looking at the New England Pastor Magazine (put out by my brother and father) and my dad has a column with a small picture on it. She had some of the other issues in her hand as well so I asked her about those magazines. So she went through each one and found the picture of Papa and kept repeating "More Papa's" as she found each one. When she was done, about five of the magazines were neatly lined up on the floor all open to the page with Papa's picture on it.

Anyone who has read this blog a few times, knows that I'm a huge supporter of breastfeeding so I read with great interest the story of Salma Hayek who was in Africa and breastfed another woman's baby. Salma has a baby of her own who I'm certain is more than a year old at this point that she has been breastfeeding. She saw a baby in need and decided to nurse it. I thought that was really neat! So the question is, if you were nursing, would you nurse someone else's baby? I think I would as long as I knew it wouldn't affect my supplying my own baby with milk (but they say you produce as much milk as there is demand so theoretically, it shouldn't be an issue.)

Well, I think I'm going to go and look at some recipes. Tomorrow is grocery day and I've been in "try new recipes" mode over the last week so I'm going to see what else I have of interest.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well, well-I'm flattered my granddaughter knows me from such a small picture. Bless her heart! Lets face it, she's just really, really smart! And that from a very unbiased person.
Papa

Anonymous said...

I too would breast feed a starving African baby with Selma Hayek's breasts!

Shawn Brace said...

Glad to know that someone is reading our magazine. Where did she learn about the bathroom being a library, anyway???