Adventures in Baby Cereal

We took the plunge into solid foods this week. I decided that after two weeks of midnight and 3 am quality time that John must be hungry. I must also have a deliusional memory when it comes to feeding babies. All I remember about Elijah is that he loved cereal and ate it up right away. John, made the most hilarious face when I put the cereal in his mouth and I am certain that more of it ended up on the bib than his tummy but tonight was night four and more of it ended up in his tummy than his bib. Yeah! Now if I could only remember how long he eats cereal before he starts the baby food.

Elijah's first meal at almost the exact same age.

Here we go, the first bite.....

"Mom, I'm not sure what you just did but yuk."

You be the judge.

"Okay mom, this stuff isn't so bad." (night four)

9/11 and Seventh Grade

As I was thinking about how to address the importance of today with my 7th grade homeroom it hit me that they were mere kindergarteners when the 9/11 attacks happened. So I opened my class today by asking what they remembered about this day seven years ago. Their responses ran the gamut from thinking the attacks had happened close to here, to thinking it was a movie, to not remembering a single thing about the day. After our discussion we watched a four minute video that had President Bush's speech from that night along with still images set to a song. I, of course, teared up thinking of all those dear people and how they must have been feeling. My class was so silent and mesmerized by what they were seeing but I don't think they could really connect that it had happened and that it had affected real people and how it changed the course of our lives forever.

Morning Meeting

It is my prayer that my dear boys are always so excited to see each other after a long nights sleep.

My Morning

For 13 weeks I have had a beautiful sleeper. Twice my little buddy has slept through the night. But not last night. No instead of giving his mama the sleep she needed to be fresh and ready for her first day of teaching John-John presumably decided to go through a growth spurt and eat every threeish hours (sometimes two and three-quarter hours). At least he laid in his bed talking to himself long enough for me to get my hair done this morning. If nothing else, at least I looked awake for the first day of school.