Easing in. . . .

I seem to have lost my blogging motivation somewhere, along with all my energy and general physical good feelings. Since I seem to have picked the energy back up somewhere along the way, I guess it might be time to ease back into sharing Micah's lunch, too. Besides I don't write anything else down and if I don't do this, I will forget all these things.

Today Micah had halibut, beans, and rice for lunch, along with a few bites of salmon. Amy had the same thing, but twice as much. As usual.

Micah has been a gold mine of quotations lately:

"I not selfish, I Micah. Selfish swim in water."

"Amy a big boy too, Mom!"

"Big boys not like diapers, big boys like jammies!" (and apparently cannot remember the word 'underwear')

"Noah said, "Hi, Jesus! Let's go on the boat!""

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"One, two, three, Jesus me. One, two, Jesus me. . ." (More honest perhaps than the original 123 Jesus loves me, 12 Jesus loves you.)

"Amy! Shut down!!!" (I don't know where he has heard shut up a lot, I haven't noticed Michael and I using it in this context at all. . . at least he's heard it little enough that people shouldn't easily recognize it while we are teaching him not to say it.)

"Maybe lay Amy down on this table like in that picture, Mom?" (After she nursed to sleep last night)