She's come undone

She found a mountain that was far too high, and when she found out that she couldn't fly, mama it was too late!

Seth pictures and 4-year-old pneumatology

Seth is changing every week.  He is smiling more, and beginning to laugh at us.  Last night I was wrapping gifts and singing Creedence Clearwater, and he started laughing at me.  It's better than throwing a tomato.  Here are some pictures from the past month.  It's hard to get him to smile on cue...

Seth is a chick magnet, just like his old man was at his age...  The other day I was rocking Seth to sleep and Abby wanted to sing 'Father I adore you' to him.  She sang in the sweetest voice, and it brought a tear to my eye.  She had troubles on the third stanza, however.  She sang 'Father I adore you, Jesus I adore you, 'sparagus I adore you'...  Close, but heretical none the less.  I will not recant.  Here I stand; I can do no other.  God help me.  Amen.

Time to update...

To all my avid readers, sorry I have slacked off.  I have been busy doing very important things each day.  Now I am taking a day to relax and let the important stuff slide.  Since I last wrote, we have had lots of fun.  Christmas begins in September in the Philippines, but we are just now getting into the spirit of things.  It can be difficult to have the Christmas cheer over here; we are away from our loved ones, we don't have any snow, and we are bombarded by requests for gifts and money :).  There is one thing that brings back the joy... making cookies!  The girls recently frosted a bunch of sugar cookies, and I promptly ate them for dinner.  

So, we made another batch.  This time, our friends Mylene and Yannah came over to help, and Olivia took her shirt off.  She actually got more sprinkles in her mouth than she did on the cookies.  I think that batch is almost gone too...

Tomorrow is Christmas day, and we have way more gifts than we need.  I will try to post pictures within the next 60 days!  Here's a recent picture of the three kids.  Notice how the girls are not kicking, punching, pinching, screaming, or even pulling hair.  It is truly a Merry Christmas.

Finally, I thought Olivia deserved to have a picture of her own after the Abby post.  Here she is being a good mommy to Elmo.