Saturday, November 28, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Friday Morning
Everyone stays the night on Thanksgiving so Friday morning is a fun relaxed time. We have a big breakfast, how that is possible after eating a huge dinner the night before I don’t know, and everyone just hangs out. It was fun watching the cousins interact with each other. They got along quite well which was great.



"Here Stephanie, let me help you up on that horse."
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Goose, Goose?
William’s favorite book to read is one Grandma and Grandpa Dickmann gave him for his first birthday. It’s a book of Nursery Rhymes. Whenever he wants us to read to him he says, “Goose, Goose?” Russ was reading to him before we went the worship service on Sunday morning. Are'nt those two of the best looking guys ever?

Saturday, October 31, 2009
Reformation Day
Reformation/Thanksgiving season was lots of fun. William learned what pumpkins were. He kept calling them “balls” but he recognized them where ever we saw them, even in the picture of the nursery rhyme “Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater”. We didn’t have our traditional celebration on the actual Reformation Day, can’t remember why. However, a few days later we did have our traditional pumpkin stew and apple fritters. Mmm – good!!

Friday, October 30, 2009
Potty Please
I started potty training William in October. I think I have the exact date written down…somewhere. I must say that potty training is the one thing I will never, ever, ever miss—lots of prayer, lots of frustration, lots of asking forgiveness etc. William seemed to survive all the bumbling of his mother quite well and after the first week he all of sudden started going potty on the toilet when I put him there. He was far from trained, but after that first week there was no turning back. He continued to progress and we used less and less diapers. However, we did use more cleaning solution for the multiple accidents, so glad for hardwood floors. He has just turned 2 and he’s still not crossed the finish line but he’s inching closer.

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