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mardi, septembre 06, 2005Sweethearts indeed...Hmmm... my boys. I love them to pieces! Zach's into calling Benny "Sweetheart" in a high-pitched, sing-songy voice. I guess he's heard me call Ben that enough times to think it must be Ben's real name. Zach has also been calling me "Tanya Honey" lately. Jer and I have been trying to teach him that calling me this (and smacking my bum) is something that is not up to him. To Zach I am "Mommy". Today, I don't know where he picked it up from, Zach put his hand over his mouth like a shocked girl and squeeled "Oh my God!" These little ears are just perked up for anything and everything. We do need to be very careful in what he hears, but inevitably he'll hear and see things he shouldn't be. It's not our job to keep him from hearing or seeing anything of evil, but it is our responsibility as Zach's parents to teach him to guard his heart- mind and tongue included. It is our responsibility to train him in godly character and discernment so that he is aware of, and self-disciplined to avoid, evil when it comes to him. Then there's Benjamin. He's still a doll, but with some teeth cutting in... into the silence that is. Oh, he's a trooper, but I can bet there's a fair amount of pain going on in that little mouth. Plus the side-effects of teething: constipation/diarreah, rash, drooling, runny nose.... Poor lil' fella! He's not been as sound a sleeper as I once boasted he was- but he's got a good excuse! He's been eating pablum now for a week and a half, or so. He LOVES it! It doesn't get into his mouth fast enough; between each spoonful his feet and hands start flapping, and he's grabbing Mommy's hand to pull that spoon closer, faster; he starts wailing an eager, begging chant! He's quite hilarious! Not to mention the every-so-often splatter of pablum that sprays onto Mom's face, or right up his nose when he starts blowing raspberries with food in his mouth. Oh yes, these are days of growth and experience indeed. What a joy to be Mommy to these two precious boys. What a delight. What a challenge. What an honor....
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