Sweet kids

Cora love to hold her brother, and rarely gets to.

sweet kids

Cora loves to hold her brother, and rarely gets to.

Sweet Moments with my daughter

This morning I had a rare opportunity to take the kids to day care/preschool.  Geron usually drives them since his office is right next door, but today he needed the truck so I took the kids. Little did I know what a special time was in store for me. 

On the way to school, Cora asked me "Mommy, did Jesus make dark?" 

"Yes," I said," He made the dark and the light and he called the dark 'night' and the light 'day'."  "Did Jesus make storms?" she asked.

 "Yes, he made storms, too, but we don't have to be afraid of them because He protects us. Cora," I told her, "out of all the things God made, He loves people the most."
"Does Jesus love kids?" she then asked.

"Yes, he does.  The Bible tells us that Jesus said "let the little children come to me." Cora, Jesus loves us so much that he did something very special for us." I explained to her how Jesus came as a baby into the world, grew to be a man who showed us how God wants us to live, was treated terribly by people who were jealous of him and ultimately killed him---that he died for us, but he didn't stay dead.  On the third day he rose from the dead and lives again. She took it all in and responded this way:

"Mommy, lets sing a song about Jesus."
So we sang "Oh, How I love Jesus."

Even Cohen chimed in with the word "OH".

 

Many mornings, I rush through the routine of trying to get the kids, and myself ,ready for the day and forget what the whole purpose of the day is---to worship the One who made it.  As a mom, my most important role is to teach my children that Jesus loves them.  This morning, they were the ones teaching me.  Thank you, Cora and Cohen, for our precious moments of worship this morning and thank you, Jesus, for these precious ones who lead me into it.

A New First

I find it hard to believe that elementary school kids will get in fist fights at school or push each other up against the wall and punch them, but it happens.  I remember days like that in high school, and maybe just a tad few in middle school.  BUT NEVER in preschool.  

Today, we had a first at our house, well it actually happened at preschool.  When Geron went to pick the kids up today, a swarm up boys came running at him when he entered Cora's classroom.  They were trying to tell him that Cora had been in a fight with another child, a little boy.  (Mom, if you comment, don't mention names.)  While I'm not sure who started the fight, I do know that both parties have war injuries on their faces.  Theirs, apparently, was a scratching fight.  Cora's got an inch long scratch under her cheek which is presently covered with a Snow White band aid.  

After school, probably the whole way home, Cora and Daddy had a talk about the importance of not fighting, but being kind to friends even when they're not kind to us.  AND of the need to tell the teacher right away when someone hurts you instead of taking matters into your own hands.  Once home, we cleaned the wound with an antiseptic spray---quite painful for her.  Hopefully the remembrance of that spray will stop her from further fights in the future.  We then added neosporin and the snow white band aid, which seemed to make everything better.  

It was a little embarrassing having to explain at church tonight that the reason Cora had a band aid on her face was because she'd been in a fight at preschool.  I also feel a little guilty for finding it amusing in a way.  I took a picture for posterity---and future boyfriends.  This is one little lady not to mess with.

Kids and stuff

Our kids continue to amuse us daily.  Here are some recent happenings for your blog viewing pleasure.  

Cohen...His personality is really starting to shine.  He loves to dance to anything with a beat.  He can certainly get his groove on.  Another past time Cohen enjoys is something we like to call 'nakey time".  After his bath, I get him out of the tub, cover him up with a hooded towel and send him running into the living room to play with Geron while I finish Cora's bath.  When its time to get dressed after bath time is over, Cohen throws a fit.  Without guidance, I could see him easily joining a nudist colony when he's older.  Babble has finally transitioned to talking with phrases like "I want juice" (or cheese---little boy after his daddy's heart), "I did it!"  "I don't know" and "What's that?"  Cohen has also shown signs of fear--but even that amuses us a little because what he's afraid of is a character on Sesame Street.  Stinky the Plant, as my friend Dana put it, is a bit temperamental and has quite a gruff voice.  For whatever reason, it scares Cohen.  He's actually terrified of the thing.  So, we've decided to delete those episodes from tiVo. 

Cora...She tickles us daily with her view of the world.  She has moments of sweetness that warm our hearts like nothing else.  She has started praying on her own at bedtime and says some of the dearest things.  Tonight she prayed "Dear Jesus, please bless our family.  Help us to be kind and loving and to help each other.  In Jesus name I pray. Amen."  She talks about our friends who recently lost a baby and says "Mommy, Mrs. Chasity's baby is in heaven."  Speaking of Heaven, on the way home from church today she was singing a song about going to Heaven.  Halfway through she sings "everybody's talking about, everybody's going there Heaven, Heaven--I'm not going to Heaven!"  Geron asked "Where are you going?" She answered "Kindergarten!" and then started singing "Oh, I'll go to Kindergarten when I'm five!" We pray that she will go to Heaven, but to her going to Kindergarten first seems to be vital.  

Being parents is an amazing adventure.  We are blessed with two beautiful children who bless our hearts every day.  I don't understand why or how some people could choose to never have children.  When I see how Cora and Cohen play together, I sometimes find myself wanting to add even more children to our family.  Raising them is a difficult but rewarding role and I thank God for the opportunity to be a mom.  I pray that I will be worthy of the calling and that my children will know Him because of who He is in my life.  

Becoming a Big Boy

Big news!  Cohen peed in the potty this morning! YEA, big boy!!  Mommy's so proud of you!