Nothing Is Quite as Fun as a Balloon

-
Today I took Natalie to the grocery store and they gave her a free balloon. Normally she is scared of them, but I think because she saw some older kids with them, she wanted it. She carried it around all afternoon until Tim got home. It was pretty cute. She also said "Duck" today (it sounded more like "guck" but it was pretty obvious.)

As the school year begins, I am happy that I will not be returning. While working from home is a step of faith, because I never know how much work I will have, I am enjoying it immensely. Natalie is changing every day, and I want to be the one to mold her heart. We are going to join a playgroup to provide both witnessing opportunities and a chance to meet other kids.

Here are some pictures of my girl and her new favorite toy!



Sorry about the pacifier. I tried to grab it, but she wouldn't stop crying. We are working to break her off of it slowly.





I also thought it was cool that the balloon matched her outfit!



No balloon in this one, I just thought it was cute.

Comments

Forever For Evie said…
That's so sweet that she carried it around all day :) The free/cheap stuff is always their favorite things :P Dont' you just love her pacifier...maybe not? :P I'm so thankful that Elijah takes one though. My girls never did and Laney sucked on her finger...still does every once in a while...we're still trying to break her from it. At least you can take a binky away! Can't cut off her finger!
August 29, 2007 at 4:39 PM
MommaHarms said…
Yeah, that's what I tell her daddy, but he wants me to break her of it, so we are trying.
August 30, 2007 at 5:25 AM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Hard Questions

-
Today, we were in the car and Natalie was listening to some Christian music. She blurted out, "I don't want to go to Heaven!" What? You heard that right. I said a quick prayer for wisdom, turned the music off, and asked why. N: "I don't know, I just don't" M: "Are you afraid ?" N: "I don't know." M: "Are you afraid because you don't want to die?" (For some strange, creepy reason, my child is obsessed with death and dying) N: "Yes, I don't want to die." M: "Well, most people don't want to die, but when we die if Jesus is our saviour, we go to heaven. There are mansions there, which are like beautiful palaces (remember, princess mode here), and Jesus is there and we can see what God looks like." N: "I don't want to go there Mommy! I don't want to die!" I tried hard to assure her that unless God had another plan, she wasn't going to die for a really long time, and when
Read more

My Story Begins

-
Image
I am participating in a really fun project that is the brainchild of my friend Janna, who regularly blogs at The Adventure of Motherhood . Her project, entitled Mommy's Piggy Tales , encourages moms to blog about their childhood in 15 weeks. Here is the button if you want to learn more or consider joining. My dad, my mom, and me. My daughter, N, has that quilt now. Every year for Christmas my brother and I received our very own holiday ornament. Starting with the “Baby’s First Christmas” ornament, these ornaments usually reflected something we accomplished or did during the soon-to-be-past year. For example, the year I got my driver’s license, my ornament was Daffy Duck in a shiny new car. Every year we enjoyed putting “our” ornaments on the tree. It was a wonderful time to reflect back over our lives and the memories we had made. Sometimes we asked the reason behind the ornament, and learned a little more about our histories. When I married, I got a box with my ornaments in it to
Read more

Christmas Miracle

-
Image
Natalie was hamming it up for Tim the other night. Well, a lot has been going on in the past two months. About a month or so after the miscarriage, I was noticing something wasn't quite as it should be. I took a pregnancy test, and it came back positive. That was strange to me, because we were trying to prevent that as requested by the doctor. They called me in for blood work, and everything was indicating that I was pregnant. I was quite confused, as you can probably imagine. Two weeks ago we went in to have an ultrasound. That was eight weeks after the miscarriage. In that ultrasound they found what appeared to be a baby developing at 5 weeks gestation. We were quite perplexed, of course, because in our minds it should be about 8 weeks. The doctor asked us to come back today because at 7 weeks they should be able to see a heartbeat. The doctor said there was a good chance that there were just leftovers in there because of the earlier miscarriage, but that my numbers (hormone leve
Read more