our SuperHero!

i am digging this kid! gram got liam a batman costume and he won't take it off. this is a much better alternative for liam than the butterfly wings and heels he wears usually when he plays with aislyn or emma or autumn, so i am not minding the caped crusader flying through the halls of our house 24/7 one bit. mom took these pics out on the arroyo by our house and the background reminds me a bit of the 70's-esk show and vibe for some reason...waiting for "bang" and "splat" to come across the screen aren't ya? oh and that is not a street behind batman, it is a bike path, no worries...watch out..this superhero is on the prowl..."i am going to protect you and gram, momma...because i am batman.." i love this kid.

Happy Father's Day!

I have a bad thumbnail

So, I've been around tools and power tools most of life and have spent countless hours out in the garage with my father as well as in my own garage working on projects and fixing things. I would like to say that I have a healthy appreciation for safety but as we all know accidents do happen. Yesterday Liam and I decided to to build or put together rather, a birdhouse kit that we've had for a while. This kit is similar to kits that Home Depot uses for the kids workshop project from several blog posts ago. It contains small pieces of pre-cut wood with a packet of nails and some directions. This kit however didn't have pre-drilled holes for the nails which makes it easier for little kids to get the nails going. So holding two pieces of wood together and holding a nail in place and hammering at the same time was just out of the question. Well then, lets just kick this project up a notch or two and pull out my BINFORD 9000(Home Improvement) finish nail gun and crank up the air compressor and get this birdhouse done. So I put the first two pieces of wood together and made sure my fingers were out of the way and BAM BAM!! The gun double fired sending a nail about a 1/4 of an inch into my thumb. The air blast from the gun startled Liam and then he saw the nail sticking out of my thumb and he lost it, just in time for Lyss to come outside and see the nail in my thumb and nearly faint. she whisked Liam away as I immediately grabbed my phone to take a picture of the damage. No blood, didn't really hurt until later. I tried pulling on the nail a bit but it didn't move like I thought it would. It was stuck. IN the bone. Sweet. So off to the ER we went. Ex-rays confirmed the nail lodged in the bone. I received a nice antibiotic shot in the arse, a tetinous shot in left arm, and a lovely shot of morphine(which was really not needed). The nurse then returns with the maintenance man and his pliers. I held my thumb and the Doc pulled out the nail. Done. and Done. Morphine rocks by the way. So I had my opportunity to share a "Pearl" as my dad calls them with my son. Even when you're being careful, accidents can still happen and never ever ever try and out do the project.

i spelled my name!

yum.

so, yes. i let my kid lick the spoon and bowl after i made a cake today. he helped make it and then wanted to eat with one of his "liam sized spoons" what was left in the bowl......i like to do the same as does ian, so who was i to tell him no? life is too short to not enjoy these little moments....he was way too excited about the chocolate all over his face and getting to sit up on the counter, so i had to take a picture.

legos and Jesus!

liam and i were playing with legos tonight and just talking....if anyone can even talk over that "lego-rummaging-through-the-bucket-sound"...it reminds me of my brother growing up, that sound was constant in our house and made me smile to hear that sound in my own house coming from son's tiny little hands scratching around for that ONE exact piece of lego that he was looking for....

anyway, legos. talking. laughing, talking.

i ask him out of the blue, "liam, is Jesus in your heart, ya think?"

"no, but He is in your heart," he says....

"well, all you have to do is ask Him and he will be in your heart forever," i tell him fully aware that i am not trying to FORCE Jesus on my kid but letting him know how it works as best as his little 3 year old mind will take it, hoping just for some seed planting time in his little precious mind....i always want him to know he can talk to Jesus like he does to aislyn or emma....

so he looks up at the ceiling and in his sweetest voice, head cocked to one side and grinny little smile on, he says...."Jesus, will you come be in my heart, thank you.."

i am sure he didn't understand it all because right after that he was more delighted to have found that white window lego piece for his park he was building....but it's a seed, a little start....please Lord, let it be a start...

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday, Granddaddy Byrd! Hope you have a swell day!