Sunday, November 28, 2010

football, fishing, and falling in love

We went to Austin for Thanksgiving and had the privilege of seeing both sides of the family. My mom cooked a wonderful Thanksgiving was beautiful and delicious. The boys stayed at the lake while Nathan, Ellery, and I went to the Texas/A&M football game. I am proud of those Aggies! Ellery told Nathan that she wants to go to A&M now because they won the game, have a better band, and you get to kiss every time the players score. Well said my dear.

Speaking of kissing, Ellery came home from school a couple of weeks ago and told me she is falling in love with Jack. Falling in love? Where in the world did she hear that? I will blame it on Disney. Jack is a very handsome little guy so I can hardly blame her. She also told me that she kissed him at school...on the hand. I fear for the future. Not really.

Ellery went fishing at the lake and caught something. I was in shock that she had a fish on her line within 5 minutes but she told me that she prayed God would send a fish. Silly me to like a child. She didn't want her picture with it though because "fish are gross". I told her that's why God gave us two boys that can do all the dirty work for us. They can kill the bugs, handle the fish, and all the other yucky stuff that we girls don't enjoy.

Street has been flashing a little grin every once and awhile and it makes all the screaming completely worth it. He's kind of a serious little dude that likes to be held ALL THE TIME. He is not big on naps either. In order to get our Christmas decorations put up tonight, Lulu had to come over and be the "baby holder".

Price is getting over his first cold in over a year. Seriously, the kid rarely gets sick. It was nice to have a little time off from therapy, especially since he was under the weather. Price cracks us up these days. We gave him benadryl for the ride home from Austin and Ellery and Street slept but he was awake the entire trip. He was so bored that he started pestering his sister....grabbing her hands, pulling on her hair, trying to steal her Gatorade etc. I love when he does stuff like this, the "typical" little brother stuff. He's a funny guy.

Nathan and I stayed up late last night working on arts and crafts and watching football. He was helping me make some ornaments that I am taking to exchange with some ladies from our church for an Advent Jesse tree. We were also putting together Street's birth announcements. I must say it was more fun than being on the computer or checking our phones. I am not sure if Nathan would say the same though.
Poppy bought her some camo for her fishing adventure...a girl's got to look good

fishing with pops

Monday, November 22, 2010

there's something about poppy...

ellery has always been smitten with her poppy and now this little guy is too!

{by the way, don't you love his "fratty" hair!}

Friday, November 19, 2010


I forgot to mention one more thing about Street...he is the world's best burper.

Not much new going on around our house except that Piper and Paige are coming to stay with us tomorrow! Very excited about having them here. Since Ellery and Nathan will be going to the Texas game, Paige and I will be here with the 3 littlest ones. We will probably order in some yummy dinner, have lots of nursing sessions, and just hang out. I can't wait.

I was going to make this post about Christmas gifts and list some of our favorite "therapeutic" toys, but Street started screaming and well, I will save that for another day. I can't help but think about how a toy will help a child's development every time I am out looking or shopping. What can I say, I am a therapy mom. Ellery wants a Star Wars bike. Has anyone seen one? Not the Clone Wars but the old school Star Wars with Leia. Her second choice: a pink and purple Barbie bike. Go figure!

Speaking of gifts, a friend of Nathan's who is spiritually gifted in intercession came to pray with us at the house yesterday. It was a sweet, sweet time. We so easily forget the spiritual battle that is being waged everyday. I could write a really long post about our afternoon but I'd much rather talk about it in person.

Also, this week I had a good friend call me and tell me about a dream she had of Price. He was older in this dream but he was walking and talking. This is the second time someone has had a dream about Price where he is walking and talking in it.

I truly can say "it is well with my soul." I have such a peace about what the Lord is doing in our lives and in the life of this special child of ours. Of course, we want (and will not stop praying for)Price to be miraculously healed, but most of all we just want to be faithful.

Monday, November 15, 2010

More about Street...

-he grinned for the first time a couple days ago...much earlier than Ellery or Price.

-he slept from 10-4 last night...his longest stretch yet...not holding my breath

-he is not fond of sleep during the day...we are working on that

-he can go from 0 to 60 in no time...not alot of middle ground with this kiddo

-his eyes are already starting to darken...we are thinking either green or brown...he won't take after his big brother

-he likes to move...he's a wiggle worm and won't stay still for long

-we think so far he's been the most difficult of all 3 at this stage...maybe because he has to cry more since I'm not always available to hold him or soothe him...yes, I am saying he's high maintenance

-he loves loves his sling

-he already weighs over 12 1/2 pounds...he's the size of a 6 month old

-he loves Ellery and Price's voices...and searches for them in a room

-nathan has nicknamed him "rager boy"...poor little guy

-we think he looks like lulu...of course this could all change...but lucky for him if it doesn't :)

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

1 Month

Happy 1 month handsome!

Tuesday, November 9, 2010


Hard is dropping my 2 year old off in the infant class at church because he can't walk or crawl on all fours.

Hard is not knowing what the future holds for Price. Will he walk, will he talk, what will it look like?

Hard is not knowing what his little voice sounds like because he doesn't talk. Not hearing mama.

Hard is the heartbreak I feel everytime we are somewhere "normal" like the park. Instead of focusing on what he can do I tend to dwell on the cannot's.

Hard is the guilt I feel even though it's irrational. Did I do something wrong?

Hard is watching every other 2 year old who is developing normal. That's what Price should be doing I sometimes think...that's what 2 year olds are like.

Hard is this road that we have no choice but to walk down. I would give ANYTHING for life to not be so stinkin hard for my boy.

Hard is battling the fear concerning Street's development. I should be enjoying every minute of his baby stage but I'm not.

Hard is knowing my baby is capable of so much more...if only his body would let him.

Hard are so many other things happening in this world and in the life of friends and family.

Hard but good is our blessed life. He didn't say it would be easy. When I want to throw myself a pity party I am reminded of just how blessed we are. Things could be so much harder. It doesn't always make it easier though.

I was watching a video by Matt Chandler about prayer and it spoke to me. The Bible says to labor in prayer. I definitely know what that means now. Labor is hard- it's sweat and tears. The Lord wants us to bother him with prayer. Bothering I am definitely doing. Please Lord hear our prayers.

{sorry for the downer's just my heart...i've never been one to fake it}

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Meet sweet Street

A few things about Street...He loves to be held, to be in his sling, to EAT, to use his pacifier when he's not eating, to take naps anywhere besides his own bed, and to be a part of the noise and the action!

Monday, November 1, 2010

a long time ago, in a galaxy far far away

Another fun Halloween night with the Melton family! Ellery picked costumes this year.
Princess Leia

Dorothy and Leia

And our little Yoda

Our little unhappy Yoda (I think he's having helmet flash backs...wanting this hat off)

And R2D2!

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