Molars, Spring Break, and Goals

After two weeks of this face, Theo now has four molars.  I don't blame him for being a total grump; cutting molars must be terrible.  But now that the worst is over (for now), he's back to being happy, cute, and outgoing.

All the commotion has lead to a new sleep schedule, which we are still figuring out.  He still sleeps great at night, and I can't be thankful enough for that.  I'm a spoiled mommy, I know it.

This week is Corbin's spring break.  As many of my Ithaca friends keep reminding me, we are forecasted to get snow every day this week.  In fact, it's snowing right now.  I don't mind though.  I'm in this for the long haul.  If it's still snowing in May, I will probably be upset.

Anyways, spring break.  I have a few goals in mind for this week, and hopefully Corbin will be willing to help, i.e. wrangle a baby.  Admittedly, he is at school right now.  Once again, I don't mind. The whole reason we're here in New York is for Corbin to go to school, and we're lucky that he has this opportunity. I may just be looking on the bright side because Corbin was already my sleep patron by getting up with Theo this morning.

One of my goals is to paint a picture for a pretty nice frame I've acquired recently. It was at church with a "free" note on it, so naturally I took it.  Since I got it at church, I want to paint something spiritual.  But since I'm not skilled enough to try and paint actual people, I'm going to go in a more abstract direction.  It might turn out awful, but maybe not.  Either way, experimentation is always constructive, right?

Another goal is to practice Easter egg hunting with Theo.  I think he'll be great at finding them, so we'll mostly be practicing dropping them in his bucket.  The record high for Easter day in Ithaca is like 63 degrees.  I'm just going to plan on an indoor egg hunt.

A Peek into What I Believe

Theo went to bed an hour early tonight, which meant an extra hour of me time.  Thanks, Baby!

As I was looking through our DVDs, I thought it might be nice to watch The Testaments, which is a historical fiction depicting scenes from the time of Christ in Ancient Israel and Ancient America.  My favorite scene is in the last two minutes of the film. 

One of the characters, Helam, has been waiting his whole life to see the Messiah, only to be blinded during the destruction following Jesus' crucifixion. But when Christ visits as a resurrected being, he finds Helam in the crowd. Helam is instantly overcome with joy at the sound of the Masters voice speaking his name.  Christ heals him and he gets to see his face.

How will it be to hear my name spoken by Christ someday?  I can only imagine how wonderful that will be, and I want to live my life well so that he will know me. I certainly know him, because I recognize his presence in my life. I'm grateful for the joy, peace, and hope I find in believing.

Because of Jesus Christ, my family can be together forever.

Corbin Scared the Tears out of me

This is a sight I see quite a lot.  Theo peeking at me around a corner or through a doorway with Corbin's help.Usually, I love it and think it's really cute.

However, today I did not think it was either. Here's the story.

Corbin typically gets home on the six o'clock bus, so I wasn't expecting him home for another hour. I was washing dishes and singing some good old show tunes from Oklahoma!  That's noisy business.  Theo was doing his own thing, and every once in a while I would turn around and make sure he wasn't getting into too much trouble. 

At one point I turn around and see Theo looking at me around the door, but about four feet off the ground.  In the split second that I saw him, the thought jumped in my head, "he has somehow climbed up onto something, and now he's leaning over and is about to fall to his doom." I gasp, and take a huge step toward him.

And that's when I see Corbin standing behind him holding him up. I guess he had come home and come in without my hearing him. He was trying to be fun and silly, but that unfortunately was not my reaction.

I clutch my heart, take a huge breath, lean over the sink and start to laugh.  But it's the kind of laughter that comes when there's nothing else to do.  I also cried a little bit, but I suppose all this is better than Theo learning how to climb to his doom, at least at this stage.

Moral of the story: Corbin has the uncanny ability to scare me out of my whits without even trying... or meaning to.

Seriously, I'm still shaking.