I've sat down a few times to write since the last time I blogged (was it really July? Amazing how time flies when you're too busy to notice!) A lot of great things have happened, a lot of growing, and a lot of answered prayers.
Liza is now officially a kid. Well, in my eyes, anyhow. She's got four, count 'em, 4 teeth, two on top and two on bottom, which she proudly displays when she's tickled about something (or more frequently, by someone... most often, her momma). In fact, the only time she staunchly refuses to show off her toothers is when someone puts their fingers in her mouth to try to open it and view them. Not that I can blame her. How gross.
She can crawl up a storm, which makes her parents both sigh with joy and quake with fear. Her mobility has prompted Kam and I to teach her a few new words (besides, "Momma and Poppa love you" and "You little pooper"), words that she's not to fond of - namely, stern-sounding "No's." We try to teach her this word when she's exploring electrical cords, making a tentative go at the stairs, or deciding to nibble on mom. Her response is usually to look at us with a darling, but very serious, look of consideration and back off, in time. We thought for a little while that maybe she wasn't old enough to understand implications and consequences - how is an infant going to understand "No?" Then, yesterday, she started crawling for the stairs again, but right before she got there, she looked back at Kameron to see if he was watching her. When she saw that he was, she ducked her head under as if to hide herself, then crawled faster toward the stairs. We caught her just in time.
I'd say that she understands.
Kam has a new job that pays better, keeps him active, and is (best of all) DAYS! He's enjoying it, and I'm sure it won't take him long to become top employee - it's a habit of his. He came home on Friday to tell me, "I'm just sure that there's a better way to do some things around there!" Like Joseph, eh? What a great husband I have! And the best daddy, too. I should quit bragging...
My jobs are going well. I am really enjoying my work with the kids at the Montessori, and I find that it's helping me tremendously with my piano and flute lessons. And great news: my studio is FULL! 16 students fills up all of my slots for lesson times, and it's giving us an extra boost financially.
The only hitch in my giddiup has been a conflict that I forsaw a while ago, but will hopefully be resolved soon. Classes started this week, and results from auditions are back. Turns out, they want me to be principal in orchestra and band. This sounds more impressive than it is; there are only 6 flutes in the entire department, so even though I'm top man on the totem pole, relatively I'm not that far up from the floor. Besides being a huge time commitment, band falls right in the middle of my work schedule, three days a week. I'll try to keep you posted on how this works itself out (so far they're thinking that a scholarship will patch things up. I'm not so sure...).
Well, Liza is letting me know that my blogging break is over - better go be Mom!
Liza is now officially a kid. Well, in my eyes, anyhow. She's got four, count 'em, 4 teeth, two on top and two on bottom, which she proudly displays when she's tickled about something (or more frequently, by someone... most often, her momma). In fact, the only time she staunchly refuses to show off her toothers is when someone puts their fingers in her mouth to try to open it and view them. Not that I can blame her. How gross.
She can crawl up a storm, which makes her parents both sigh with joy and quake with fear. Her mobility has prompted Kam and I to teach her a few new words (besides, "Momma and Poppa love you" and "You little pooper"), words that she's not to fond of - namely, stern-sounding "No's." We try to teach her this word when she's exploring electrical cords, making a tentative go at the stairs, or deciding to nibble on mom. Her response is usually to look at us with a darling, but very serious, look of consideration and back off, in time. We thought for a little while that maybe she wasn't old enough to understand implications and consequences - how is an infant going to understand "No?" Then, yesterday, she started crawling for the stairs again, but right before she got there, she looked back at Kameron to see if he was watching her. When she saw that he was, she ducked her head under as if to hide herself, then crawled faster toward the stairs. We caught her just in time.
I'd say that she understands.
Kam has a new job that pays better, keeps him active, and is (best of all) DAYS! He's enjoying it, and I'm sure it won't take him long to become top employee - it's a habit of his. He came home on Friday to tell me, "I'm just sure that there's a better way to do some things around there!" Like Joseph, eh? What a great husband I have! And the best daddy, too. I should quit bragging...
My jobs are going well. I am really enjoying my work with the kids at the Montessori, and I find that it's helping me tremendously with my piano and flute lessons. And great news: my studio is FULL! 16 students fills up all of my slots for lesson times, and it's giving us an extra boost financially.
The only hitch in my giddiup has been a conflict that I forsaw a while ago, but will hopefully be resolved soon. Classes started this week, and results from auditions are back. Turns out, they want me to be principal in orchestra and band. This sounds more impressive than it is; there are only 6 flutes in the entire department, so even though I'm top man on the totem pole, relatively I'm not that far up from the floor. Besides being a huge time commitment, band falls right in the middle of my work schedule, three days a week. I'll try to keep you posted on how this works itself out (so far they're thinking that a scholarship will patch things up. I'm not so sure...).
Well, Liza is letting me know that my blogging break is over - better go be Mom!
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