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Monday, March 30, 2009

On Hiatus

I have a very sick baby boy. Strep, ear infection (again! grrr), upper respiratory infection and thrush. He's not wanting to eat or drink and has lost 13 ounces. He's semi-whiny and clingy. If you get the chance, could you say a prayer for him?

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

On My Heart

Please Pray For Stellan

This is Stellan. Click here to read his story. Then click here to see what's happening today.

Monday, March 23, 2009

The Shining...I Mean The Shiner

As I'm sure you can tell Ian had a slight accident at baseball tryouts on Friday.

It didn't really happen during tryouts, but after.

He and another boy, Austin, were running around outside. They somehow managed to run into each other. Austin had a small mark on his forehead (which was gone today, Austin goes to the school where I work) Ian got this loveliness.

I was not at the pediatrician twice this week with 2 different children.

Ian did not have croup for the 135,987 time in his lifetime.

I am NOT sitting here typing this in my pj's on Sunday.

I did not just eat 5 Riesen that were sitting here just so I wouldn't have to look at them anymore.

I did not wipe off Elek's snotty nose this past week with my sleeve when I dug in my pocket and realized I didn't have anything else to use - Definitely not me.

I have not become obsessed with cookbooks and cooking.

There is no way that Madison and I have watched Twilight more times than I can count on one hand. Who watches a movie that many times?

I do not have a hereditary love for ice cream, so i definitely have not gone without ice cream for the past 2 weeks.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Papa, Tell Me About Heaven

Will I see your smile in my summer flowers?

Will you help me catch my children when they fall?

How strong is God's hug?

Do you know how much I will always love you and miss you?

Is it your hand I feel on my shoulder?

Are you still taking care of Granny?

Will you whisper Psalm 23 in my ear when I need encouragement?

Does your mansion have a garden full of red geraniums?

Do you miss Granny, or do you feel closer to her than ever?

How precious is God's face?

Do you know that you will always have a special place in my heart?

Is there a brook next to your mansion?

Will you whisper to me how to have 54 years of happy marriage?

Do you still wave to everyone who passes you by?

Will you help me back on path when I stumble in my faith?

Is it bright and warm in Heaven?

Is it you I feel protecting me?

Are you still whistling your happy little tunes?

How is my Grandma?

Are there magnolia trees?

Can you believe it's been 5 years since I've felt your hug?

Are the gold streets in Heaven more awesome than I can even imagine?

Are you now Heaven's best Papa?

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Monday, March 16, 2009


Happy Birthday Mr. Man, we love you sooooo much more than you'll ever know!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Praise the Lord!

Anytime anyone says "Praise the Lord" this is what Elek does. It's way too cute.

P.S. The mess in the floor behind Elek is totally one that he made. He's like a human hurricane.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Friday, March 13, 2009

Makes My Heart Happy

SO sweet. ian and i have watched it over and over, and i especially love that the girlie has spectacles like moi. ;) the drawings are the best. the words are better. “if i make it, will someone take it, and think that its genuine?”

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Monday, March 9, 2009

Not Me Monday

I did NOT forget about Not Me! Monday and am not now trying to remember things that I did NOT do this past week....I would NEVER forget!

I did not dump 16 tweenage girls on my parents...overnight.

These words did not come out of my mouth this week. "Make sure you clean your butt-crack when you are in the shower."

I do not have a serious addiction to etsy.com. Is there etsy rehab?

I was not lazy tonight and just make grilled ham and cheese sandwiches for dinner for myself, Ian and Elek. And I didn't tell the picky people (Michael and Madison)that if they didn't want what I was making than they could find and make their own dinner.

So, please leave me your comment - what didn't you do?!

Saturday, March 7, 2009

I've finally updated my Project 365.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Catching Up

What a horrible blogger I am. Sorry about that. Gonna try a little harder to stay on top of it. Here is a sampling of life in the Turpin family lately.

I had last week off of work and had big plans with my time off. My plans got tossed out the window when Michael came down with the flu and was home, whining, most of the week. I won't completely admit to it, but there may have been a moment when I threatened to put a pillow over his face if he didn't stop apologizing for being sick. Seriously, who apologizes for being sick?

I have eaten more hummus than should be humanly possible. I used to hate the stuff, now I'm addicted. I love it and could eat it every single day. I may just eat it for breakfast.

Elek has developed quite the little Hungarian temper. If he doesn't get his way, watch out and cover your ears, the boy is going to start screaming. He especially loves to do this when we block him from going up the stairs or when we put him in the playpen. (He's actually currently in the playpen screaming his lungs out.) He will also climb anything and everything. Looks like he lacks the fear gene like his big brother.

Madison is now sick with whatever Michael had and hasn't been to school since Tuesday. We thought she was getting better, but then last night she was up puking.

I have decided that I need to invest in Lysol as much as we've been sick this winter.

Ian spent the night with his friend Allen last night. It was extremely quiet around here. In other Ian news, he won his first swim event on Friday night, 25m backstroke. He was thrilled. He's taken 2nd quite a bit, but could never quite manage to get that blue ribbon.

I am planning my Tuesday photo shoot with this little guy.

This is Luca Antonio. He is the son of our friends Tony and Meaghan. I was supposed to be there when he was born, but he's stubborn, like his mama, and wouldn't come out so they had to do a c-section. I was in the waiting room. Oh well, I still saw him when he was only minutes old.

The screaming from the playpen has escalated, I should probably go get him. I'm sure he's ready for a nap.

I'll be back tomorrow with all the wonderful things that I didn't do this week.