Oh, go fly a kite!

We finally had a windy enough day to fly Jonathan's new kite from Gramma and Papa. We waited until Daddy was home to put it together and fly it with Jonathan. It's a really cool dragon. You can make its legs move by moving the reel. It was quite a bit of work for Jonathan to hold; he got tired pretty quickly because of the pull. It hangs on the wall of his bedroom when it's not flying in the air. He thinks that is pretty great too.


He is wearing his bike helmet because he's multi-tasking, (riding his bike while Daddy resets things), not because we were afraid he'd go flying. Although...he just let go of the spool once when he was done, and away went the kite! Run, Daddy, run!

Smiling for the camera

I dressed Annisia in one of her pretty princess dresses for meeting one Sunday. I just had to get some pics. She is really a camera ham, isn't she?!


Jonathan needed his picture taken too. He's at the age where he forces a smile, I guess.

I get kudos for this one. I built this train track for Jonathan. It goes around a curve, up a hill, over a bridge and back down...then we ran out of track. He thought it was great! He asked for some coal for his train. We loaded a little wagon with raisins and duct taped it to the train engine. He thought that was great too!

We got Jonathan this double sided easel for his birthday. It has a dry erase board on one side, a chalk board on the other, and a spool for paper in the middle. Plus, Michael brings home big paper he prints plans out on. Paper that has become scrap for whatever reason. It's great, just the right size, about 24"x30". The kids love to paint and draw. However, they have been caught chewing on the chalk, and drawing on the chalk board with the dry erase markers. Argh!

Note, Daddy having fun too! heehee!

Jonathan telling a story

Jonathan loves to tell this story about how Daddy got the scar on his upper lip. I'll type it word for word...



(This is all done while holding his little Gideon Bible like he's giving a testimony.)
"When Daddy was a little boy and he was riding a little boy bike and he fell and a rock it him in the lip and it went {noise}. Then my Grandpa took my Dad to the hospital [I get such a kick out of how he says 'hospital'] and they sewed his lip up. And after that they put the medicine in his nice and warm sewed lip up and after that there was a spider on his (me "there was a what?") there was a SPIDER on his lip last time they did that, right? So! Bye!"