More From the Library and stuff

John always says that people tell him things. They get deep really fast. It's true. I've seen strangers tell John things very personal. It's a gift he has.
I'm pretty sure I have the same talent. But not with any one over the age of 8. So here is my story:
It was John's turn to look for books while Gianna and I played in the kids section. We had already picked out some books and put them on the bench to get when we left. Gianna went over to play with an activity table and a little girl came up to the bench where we just where. She looked through one of the books we had picked out. She waved and smiled at Gianna. Well that was all Gianna needed and she smiled back and headed straight to her. Gianna pulled herself up on the bench and started to touch the girl. I didn't want Gianna to bother her so I picked Gianna up and held her in my lap.
Then little girl then said," You know what? I'm sick or something." Sniffle sniffle
"Oh," I said. Looking to see if it was the plague or something but remaining calm
"Yup, I have like pink eye or something."
"OK, thanks for letting me know." As I clutched Gianna and we moved away quickly.


WHAT!!!!!!!! Is what I wanted to scream! PINK EYE??!?!?!? Really who takes their child to a PUBLIC Library when they have pink eye?
But instead I calmly turned Gianna away to a different spot and I told John NOT to pick up the book that the little girl had looked at.
Oh well at least we had fun.


But another funny kid story happened to us earlier that day. We all went on a family trip to Target. Normally John doesn't get to go, but we needed to get something and we were all out and about. So we went.
We were in the shoe section and we had just passed a little girl and she said, "Yuck. Someone FARTED."
Well that would not have been so bad, but I did just pass her and then John came by with the cart. I did say to John under my breath- "Well it wasn't me! :)
The little girls mom then replied, "That's not nice to say."
Little girl, "Oh, someone tooted."
Mom slightly embarrassed at this point said, "That's not nice to say either. It wasn't me. Was it you?"

A few moments of silence


Little Girl," Yup it was me."


We quickly left the isle and proceeded to laugh and laugh and laugh. Knowing that one day our little angel will probably do the same thing! :)

at the Library...

She is so smart. This Saturday afternoon we went to the library. We each got a turn to look at books we would like to check out. Gianna had a great time and I hope she takes after her mom and reads.....Dad, not so much.

Sure Free Time

So I've decided what I'm going to give up for Lent already.


OK let's review:
1. I'm not Catholic
2. Lent is still a while away
3. I know I don't need to give anything up because if I did I would have done it as a New Years resolution. But since I didn't do one of those I'm setting my sights on Lent
4. I think the same thing- No need to give anything up when I'm so practically perfect now! (Ha :)

Now back to the Blog. John was sweet and kind and thought he would be nice and put some games on the blog. Well, I'm addicted. I know some of you are too! So that's what I'm giving up. Those games. Time wasters. Life suckers. Places to just Zone. And I'm sure contributors to my carpel tunnel! I just say, " One game. Oh only till I win. Just one more."
See it sounds like an addiction to me. So that's why they have to go.
So here it is a big long warning.
Those games are coming off.

Well, in a few weeks.


You know after some time.




Not right away.




Just until I win one more. :)

New Year Photo's

Well you always ask for more photos. Here is a link to more pics of John and I, and what we did on New Years Eve!

http://devoredaily.blogspot.com/

In Daddy's Hands By the Months

Just Born

1 Month

2 Months

3 Months

4 Months

5 Months

6 Months

7 Months

8 Months

9 Months

10 Months

11 Months

12 Months


Look at our Big Girl NOW! It's been a great and wonderful year.

Yummy...

Here is a recipe that we love at our house for chicken enchiladas

3 oz of cream cheese softened.
Mix with 1/2 cup of sauteed onions
and in 1 table spoon of green chillies
1/4 tea spoon of cumin
Stir in 2 cups of cooked chicken
Place mixture into flour tortillas*
I try to use wheat. You know you got to get healthy somewhere.

For topping mix remaining can of chilies (4 oz can)
1 cup of sour cream and 1 can of mushroom soup. Pour on top of tortillas.

Cook 375 for 20 minutes covered
Then place 1/2 cup grated cheese on top and cook 5 min or until cheese is melted.

Yummy Right?!?!?!

*Do not use cinnamon sugar tortillas that look like wheat tortillas. It's not good at all. In any way shape or form!

Today is your Birthday

Dearest Little One,
Today, one year ago you officially made me mommy. Most of the action happened on the 7th. The Doctor asked me what day you should be born. I said when ever she comes she comes. You made it just barely on the 8th at 12:02. I was so tired. I was scared. Daddy was too but he didn't tell anybody. He was worried for you and me both, but we were fine. They took you away from me right away. You see you came a tad too early and they wanted to make sure you were going to be OK.
The next day we got tons of visitors. You were so popular! You were also SO tiny. The tiniest baby I had ever seen or held. I was sure you were going to be a week late just like me but you came 6 weeks early! That first week was a blur. You had to stay under the lights, and I didn't get to hold you very much. Then they made me go home and you had to stay two more days. I cried a lot when I had to leave you. Now we make it OK when we have to leave each other. Sometimes, I still miss you even when it's just for an hour!
Our first trip to the Doctors office was so funny. Daddy and I were so protective of you. We brought a blanket and daddy carried you. But we were still new at this parent thing and we forgot your diaper bag!
You kept growing and growing and growing. Some people say you are small or petite, but to me you are the perfect size because you are you. I laugh more because of you. I smile more and I love more. All because I wanted you so very much and I prayed for you and I dreamed of you. This first year has been wonderful. I haven't always had the most patience. I still like to sleep more that I like to get up in the middle of the night with you. But I love you so very very much.
May this next year be filled with wonder, joy and more love. May you grow in the knowledge of Jesus and be blessed as his child. May you bring your name to life- and be a gracious gift of joy to all those around you!