little notebook keeper

hey guys. i'm not dead. i'm just in extreme discomfort :)
i'm not exactly sure what happened, but week 28 of this pregnancy {today is week 29 for those of you wondering} kicked my butt. it wasn't only this growing babe inside...it was that horrible cold.
that cold that knocked three of us down for days. where we couldn't get a good night's sleep or eat normal without puking guts up.
and it wasn't just us. i heard about half of the world came down with something. oh yeah, that's right. and if you're in the midst of it, i really would like to pray for you, because it. is. not. fun. 
but one afternoon, we had just an ounce of energy left in us, and Andrew requested a notebook to draw in. this kid loves to draw. 'loves' is literally an understatement.
he will draw anything on everything paper he can get a hold of. lucky for him, we produce it in-house as well as have a nice supply of it {what can i say? i'm a paper-junkie}
he wanted a big notebook. and i've made plenty for him these past few months that are smaller--he really takes no time in filling those up.
i've said no to single sheets of computer paper and told him he must keep them in notebooks from now on.
i would love to see him continue this love of filling up sketchbooks.

imagine him being 20 years old and have a box full of his little notebooks full of amazing 'good guys' + 'bad guys' + weird creatures? adorable. 
so yeah. guess what he will be getting for Christmas? teeeheeeheee! 

happy hump day and hope you are not battling some sickness!

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simple moments

hey guys, i have a simple moments post for you {again} :) i really love those. i was supposed to photograph things that are found alone.
andrew has been at vbs in the mornings all this week. i think it's sorta upsetting for jonah because he has asked every morning to go into his class and it breaks my heart that he's too young for vbs right now.
but no worries because jonah doesn't get phased by disappointments. he just forgets about it, shows no emotion and moves onto the next thing {it's a trait he inherited from his daddy, which is somewhat infuriating and amazing at the same time}
it's been just me and jojo. i have a feeling we will be best friends by the time christmas rolls around...just me and him, spending countless hours together. and i love that {i think}.
so, tuesday we watched movies. yesterday, we went swimming. today, we did chalk art and rode bikes.
i made that chalk paint recipe again but this time with more colors and less people--we both enjoyed it.

he has such an abstract style. i tried replicating it, but i just couldn't get it quite jonah-esque. i love it so much, he just dips his paintbrush in every single color and swishes it here and splashes it there. it amazes me. 

and next up, bike riding! 

that little boy is as happy as he can be on that bike. 

simple moments is about finding the small things that make up our everyday, things we want to remember and be thankful for. it's the little bits of our lives that might not be remembered when we are gray and old. so we document it, on paper, with a photo, in a journal, through a blog.

Brooke's Simple Moments

ps. it's almost the weekend and almost andrew's birthday and almost time to visit home! so excited for these next few days! yay!

copycat / copeon

I don't know if you've ever been around kids, if you have, then you'll know what I'm talking about. 

If you haven't, there's this game they play: what one kid does, the others must do too.

Kinda like our own society, you gotta do what the others do....well, if you are that type of person.

And this little dude down here, does just that....

That's right folks. We have a COPYCAT! (Un copeon!!!)

You name it, whatever Andrew does, Jonah must do too.

Play on the iPad. Pretend he's got school-work to do too. 

Paint with glitter. Paint with acrylics. Paint with boogers. 

I mean, Jonah copies EVERYTHING! They both do! 

Even while they nap. One coughs, the other follows. One toots, the other follows.

I do have to give Jonah some props because he's a much better subject for my photography since he actually cooperates and looks at the camera--unlike the other one... 

I don't know if making faces is hereditary. My parents don't have to tell you, they just have to show you all the pictures they have of me making some wacked-out faces. Of course I thought I was being funny. 

Now I just shake my head in regret. This dude knows how to make a wacked-out face. 

I mean, how did he manage this face?! 

HA HA!

If Andrew is a master builder of airplanes, robots and weapons, then SO MUST BE JONAH. 

And he's getting pretty good if he would just get over all the ow-ies he gets when those blocks accidentally pinch his little hands. I swear I have to kiss them EVERY. TIME. 

And he's not a copycat, until he truly copies every word Andrew says. 

I gotta hear, Mom, look at MEEE!! Mom, check this out!!! MoooOOOmmMM!

Mom, I want milk Mom, I wanna go outside Mom, I don't want it! and repeat each one 100x a day. 

Sometimes I just wanna turn down his volume and tape him to the wall.

But what I do love hearing him say is he wants to color. Excuse me, the boy loves to 'tolor'. 

scribble here. scribble there. take a break. 

He holds his pencil with near perfection (HEY, it's my blog, I can brag about him if I want!)

...and makes those scribbles look just right. 

He tells me, "look Mom, a circle" "look Mom, a triangle" "look Mom, a snake" and they all look like the same scribble. 

My photographs haven't been properly focused lately (need to get my eyeballs checked--damn you genes!), I can crystal-clearly see the shine in his eyeballs and that evil smirk he gives me when he knows I'm secretly staring at his beautiful messy face. And while Mom and Andrew are doing school and poor Jonah's had his fill of block building, toloring and mischievous behavior, he grabs his beloved blankie, gets his big booty onto the couch, prepares his thumb into his mouth and down he goes. 

I just hope that Andrew understands (better than I did) that being an older brother is such a great responsibility and he will cherish being the oldest sibling. That he will be a great example to the rest of his siblings and teach them and help them all they need to know. Is that a lot for a kid to handle?

Brothers forever.

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