Tonight at bedtime, Catherine told Brad that she didn't want to go to heaven. When Brad asked her why, she said it was because she was scared of heights. After a pause, she asked Brad if stairs would be there. :)
During the same conversation, she said "I love Jesus because he died on the cross for us." 10 seconds later "Daddy, what's the cross?" After Brad explained Jesus' death on the cross, she asked if Jesus cried.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Lincoln's lesson on Catherine
This past Thursday night we hosted the teens from church for their $3 Thursday. Our kids were so excited and were counting down the minutes til their arrival. As the church van pulled in the driveway, all 3 kids were jumping up and down at the front door. The teens filed in, we greeted them, and began to eat (they don't waste time). Once everyone was served I noticed that Catherine was not downstairs. Apparently, she had high-tailed it up the stairs when she saw how many teens got out of the van (more guys than girls). She told Brad and Lincoln that she wasn't coming down and she wasn't hungry. She just wanted to "play".
As the teens did their devo, Lincoln complained 5 or 6 times about Catherine being upstairs. It was absolutely driving him crazy that he and Coleman were down with everyone and that she was too shy. He said "I keep telling her to come downstairs and she won't listen to me!"
Me telling him to "not worry about it" and "it's okay if she's upstairs" didn't work. So finally I said "Lincoln, God makes us all different. He made Catherine shy around new groups of people and we are going to respect that. God didn't make you that way, and he didn't make me that way, but he did Catherine. Now, be respectful of your sister." He still wasn't hapy but he left Catherine alone.
Eventually, she came down the stairs and peeked at our company. She told me she didn't want them to "look at her".
As the teens were leaving, I did carry her squirming body down to say good-bye. She didn't want to go, but I told her she had to say good-bye.
less than 24 hours later- A Not so shy Catherine
I took an excited Lincoln and Catherine to a birthday party at our good friends house. A few minutes after I got home, I get a phone call from another mom who said ".... I heard Catherine talk more in that 5 minutes than I have ever heard her talk in her lifetime." :)
As the teens did their devo, Lincoln complained 5 or 6 times about Catherine being upstairs. It was absolutely driving him crazy that he and Coleman were down with everyone and that she was too shy. He said "I keep telling her to come downstairs and she won't listen to me!"
Me telling him to "not worry about it" and "it's okay if she's upstairs" didn't work. So finally I said "Lincoln, God makes us all different. He made Catherine shy around new groups of people and we are going to respect that. God didn't make you that way, and he didn't make me that way, but he did Catherine. Now, be respectful of your sister." He still wasn't hapy but he left Catherine alone.
Eventually, she came down the stairs and peeked at our company. She told me she didn't want them to "look at her".
As the teens were leaving, I did carry her squirming body down to say good-bye. She didn't want to go, but I told her she had to say good-bye.
less than 24 hours later- A Not so shy Catherine
I took an excited Lincoln and Catherine to a birthday party at our good friends house. A few minutes after I got home, I get a phone call from another mom who said ".... I heard Catherine talk more in that 5 minutes than I have ever heard her talk in her lifetime." :)
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
A Catherine funny
Last night at the grocery store:
Catherine is in the very front of the cart. On each leg she is cradling/holding a half-gallon jug of milk. Not knowing I was listening, she looks down at them and says ever-so-sweetly: "And what would you two like for Christmas??"
Also last night (and for a first time), Coleman came down to our in the middle of the night. The first words out of his mouth were "Mommy, I've missed you. I've missed you very much!" What a sweet way to be awakened!! Truthfully, I was afraid it was going to be followed by a whiny "I want to sleep in your bed...." like a big brother and sister might do, but I took him potty and he went back to his bed happily. It was so sweet! Coleman's heard me repeat the story several times today- I can already see it happening again during the middle of the night tonight and tomorrow night.... and the next night... and then he'll be at grandmommy's so he can repeat it to her.... :)
Catherine is in the very front of the cart. On each leg she is cradling/holding a half-gallon jug of milk. Not knowing I was listening, she looks down at them and says ever-so-sweetly: "And what would you two like for Christmas??"
Also last night (and for a first time), Coleman came down to our in the middle of the night. The first words out of his mouth were "Mommy, I've missed you. I've missed you very much!" What a sweet way to be awakened!! Truthfully, I was afraid it was going to be followed by a whiny "I want to sleep in your bed...." like a big brother and sister might do, but I took him potty and he went back to his bed happily. It was so sweet! Coleman's heard me repeat the story several times today- I can already see it happening again during the middle of the night tonight and tomorrow night.... and the next night... and then he'll be at grandmommy's so he can repeat it to her.... :)
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