Spending Time with the Kids

I've managed to ship the kids to their rooms after dinner for the past three evenings - with or without their gramps around - and we've been having a great time. We've developed some sort of a routine (but not in strict order) - writing, reading, puzzles, counting, drawing, music, animal play, doctor play - all within about an hour and a half. Even Shalom now understands that before we pull out another toy to play, we put the previous one back to its original position. He's quite good at putting those containers back into the drawers. The boxes look like three-quarters his size.

Both of them will sit on my lap during reading time and i'd have to squeeze my head between their heads to see the words on their books. Shalom loves to read - just like Abby. He's actually more endearing - he'd plonk himself on my lap with a book and get me to read. Actually he'd plonk himself on my lap anytime i'm cross-legged and sit there... :)

Just now we were getting a little wild, and I was puckering my lips asking for kisses. Abby smiled cheekily and continued playing. There was no response from Shalom, until I saw him raise his toy giraffe to kiss me! I kissed a giraffe! And a COW! :S I was really amused - this fella is so cheeky! :)

Filled up my deployment form today. I wanted to go PM session, but after speaking to Ben, I'm going for AM instead - mostly because of the kids and my time management. Hopefully everything works out well.

I've been taking pictures and videos of both the kids but haven't been able to upload them. They've really grown! :)

Dedicated to her

Jewel
Hands

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all ok
And not to worry cause worry is wasteful
and useless in times like these
I won’t not be made useless
Won't be idled with despair
I’ll gather myself around my faith
for light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I’m never broken

Poverty
Stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
Heartache came to visit me
but I knew it wasn't ever after
We will fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
Cause where there's a man who has no voice
there ours shall go singing

My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I’m never broken

In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters

I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray

My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I’m never broken

We are never broken
We are
God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart

We are
God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's hands
We are God's hands
We are God's hands

Under Pressure

Shucks. I just lost my most recent post.

Argh.

Abigail & Time

Abby was supposed to meet my godson on Friday, and she was really excited about it. Her nap time's usually from 12 to about 3, but that day, she woke up at 1.20 and tried to stay in bed till 2. She was really trying her best, but just like me, we can't go back to sleep once awaken. So when it was two, I decided to show her how 2 o'clock looked like on the clock because I mentioned that she could only get up at 3. She was amazed and went, "Oooh!!" Then she hopped back in bed.

When it was about 3 and we were done trying to sleep, I showed her the clock again. She went "WOW! That's...ELEPHANT!" She was truly amazed; I was truly amused. "What?" I asked her.

Then, once again, with utmost sincerity and wide-eyed amazement looking at the clock, "WOW, THAT'S EXCELLENT!"