Big Boy Bed
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Labels: davis
Davis recently was given supervised access to our digital camera, and he took some pretty good pictures. Here's life through the lens of a 2 year-old toddler.
Labels: davis
This past weekend had very special friends of ours come and visit. We served with Jean and Del in the Philippines and also lived just down the hall from them for a lot of that time. Scruffy always wanted to stop at their place after his walks and would often just sprint to their door wanting to visit. (He especially appreciated all the hugs he recieved this weekend!) They are now living in Dallas and preparing to be recruiters for Wycliffe in the USA.
We realized the morning that they were leaving that we hadn't taken any pictures all together, so here we are just after the boys were up. Dan is ready for work, but I've just gotten up also!
Davis and Aunt Jean spent a lot of time together. SO much fun to have them with us!!
Davis decided it was a great idea to push Isaac around in his Tonka truck. No major injuries occured, in fact, I think Isaac enjoyed the ride!
Over the Christmas break, Davis and I got accustomed to doing his bedtime routine together. This story starts during one of those nights, right after we had read his books. I started to sing to him "Hey Davis", which is adapted from the song "Hey Baby" (popularized by the AU Marching Band).
Me: "Hey...hey...Davis...I want to know...if you'll be my boy..."
Davis: "Daddy, sing 'blue song'."
Me: "Uhhh...Daddy doesn't know the blue song."
Davis: "Sing 'blue song', please."
Me: (a little worried that not singing the right 'blue song' might hinder the bedtime routine) "Can you sing it for me?"
Davis: "Daddy sing it."
Me: (wondering if he heard it on a CD, at the library, in Sunday School, at MOPS, or anywhere in between, and now EVERYONE knows the Blue Song but daddy. So, after a frantic moment, I sang the first 'blue song' that popped into my head...)
"BLUE...MOON...I saw you standing alone..."
Davis: (sticks his thumb in his mouth, leans back, closes his eyes, and has this look on his face that says: "Ah, yes...the Blue Song. Just as I remembered it--very nice. Now I can go night-night in peace.")
So if you are ever at our house at bedtime, and you hear me singing "Blue Moon" to my eldest son, you'll know why.