Sunday, October 31, 2010

Happy Halloween!

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We're simply bananas for our chunky monkey!

Friday, October 29, 2010

Monday, October 25, 2010

Godly Character

Today I was sitting in my car {pumping milk} when I saw a man come out of Subway and start through the parking lot towards his vehicle.

He was carrying his drink. But as he made his way through parked cars, he looked around to see if anyone was looking, and not seeing anyone, dropped his trash onto the ground and kept walking.

I know this seems like a fairly benign act, but I was shocked and disgusted. And it got me thinking...

It has been said that character is who you are when no one is looking.

If you only do what is right when you are being observed, then your righteousness is a fa├žade. It's what you do when nobody is around, when nobody will ever know, that reveals who you really are.

That's a humbling thought.

Most of us, myself included, like to think of ourselves as "basically good people." Yet sometimes we do things that we know are wrong, and we continue deceiving ourselves.

Proverbs 21:2 says "All a man's ways seem right to him, but the Lord weighs the heart."

It seems to me that this is why worship songs and prayers ask God to change our hearts and make them pure.

None of us are perfect. We need to invite Christ into our hearts so that we may set a good example for others.

Especially our children.

Sometimes we tell our kids one thing, and do another when we think they aren't watching. We teach them to help the less fortunate, or tithe, or to follow the 10 Commandments, and then fail to hold ourselves accountable. We expect more of them than we expect of ourselves.

How disappointing.

We set out to raise our children right and to be positive role models. We expect them to live pure, honest, Godly lives. But sometimes we slack in our expectations of ourselves.

Parents, if anybody, should know that we are always being watched.

Today I'm conversing with Christ. I'm praying and I'm making an effort to remember that good, Godly character is something you are, all the time, no matter what.

He put this reminder on my heart today and I'm listening.

Maybe you needed a reminder, too.

Our children are watching us live, and what we are shouts louder than anything we say.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

9 Months

Kherington has officially been in our arms as long as she was in my tummy!

wow

Okay, time for the Bevo Bear photo...

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Lay down, be still, and smile!

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Where do you think you're going?

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um...

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Wait!

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Oh well... this will have to suffice!

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KherBear, at nine months old:

You weigh 22 pounds {90th percentile}

You are 27.5 inches tall

You are crawling

You are pulling up to standing

You are starting to cruise

You are into everything

You eat anything in sight

You have cut two teeth

You can sign “milk”

You still love your monkey lovie, but to protest a nap, you toss it out of the crib.

You chase the cat around for hours

You nurse 6 times a day and eat solids 2-3 times

You like to dance

Your favorite baby food is apples with cinnamon and oatmeal

Your favorite solids are cheerios, steamed broccoli, crackers, and bananas

You love feeding yourself

You wear 12-18 month clothing

You clap and give kisses

You like music

You are called the “Gerber” baby all the time

You make our life richer, messier, and a thousand times more joyous.


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Saturday, October 16, 2010

My Girls

This silly girl young woman is my little sister, Elisa.

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She is one of my very favorite people.
And the fact that she loves Kherington just melts my heart.
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Ah, I love these girls.

Last week E asked me to teach her about photography and using the manual settings on a camera.

So... all of the following photographs are by Elisa. :-)

Some of them are cropped tighly, but she actually got some very nice bokeh.

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Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Siblings

{Photo Circa 1999}



My brother and I are 4.5 years apart, to the day.

{my sister and I are 12 years apart, so most of my childhood memories don't involve her living at home}

I enjoyed being that much younger than him. We each had our own separate lives. Our own school, our own friends, our own activities. {except for when I dated his friends... which he did not much like}

The point is, I wasn't getting hand-me-downs that he'd just finished with and I wasn't living in his shadow. Some people knew me as "Landon's little sister," but I felt like I got to have my own identity and live my own life.

We fought like any siblings do, but I think the space between us meant that we were less interested in annoying each other.

Sibling spacing has been on my mind.

My plan was to have my own children about 3.5 years apart. {Though I should know better than to think I can "schedule" my pregnancies that easily}

I wanted them to have their own lives.

I wanted the older child to get to be a baby before we forced her to be a big sister.

I wanted the eldest out of diapers before a new baby came.

I wanted the big sister to grasp the concept of a new baby in the house and be a little more joyful than jealous.

A little more helpful than infantile. {though I would never expect one child to raise another}

I wanted each child to get the attention they deserve.

But since Kherington's birth, this little plan in my head has slipped from 3.5 years apart, to 2.5 years.

I've been considering the pros of children close together.

Perhaps a close sibling has a tighter bond?

They can play together.

They can go to the same school. (which makes things easier on Mom, and starts out as a good thing for kids, but likely becomes annoying later)

I think I want three children. {not husband-approved yet} And if they are 3.5 years apart, that would make me 35 or 36 if I had a third. And while that isn't too old by today's standards, I like being a young mom.

I want a young, tight-knit family that travels together as mine did/does. Close siblings would have more in common and be interested in visiting the same type of things.

Close siblings could share baby gear, clothes, toys, vehicles, etc.

Or maybe I just miss being pregnant.

Probably.

But I'm curious about your thoughts.

What do you think about sibling spacing?

Please tell me about your childhood, your children, your future family plans, or just your opinions...

Monday, October 11, 2010

On the Move!

Kherington Grace is crawling!

On Saturday, at 8.5 months old, she decided she just had to chase cousin Harper around.

We're in trouble now! ;-)

Friday, October 8, 2010

LPGA Bound?

Today Kherington played her first round of golf with Sissy, Tai-Pan, Daddy, and I.

Clearly, she's a natural...

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She even learned to clap for good shots and give high fives.

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Oh yes I did strap a booster seat onto the golf cart!

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Oh yes I did use the storage basket as a crib! {that worked like a charm}

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What a nice family outing on the golf course on a beautiful day!

Monday, October 4, 2010

"What do we say to OU fans?"

After Texas' heartbreaking loss to OU on Saturday, Daddy and Kherington made a cute video...





You see, one of my favorite Lietz family traditions is the annual trip to the Red River Rivalry at the Cotton Bowl in Dallas.

We roadtrip up I-35 with 45,000 of our closest Longhorn friends.

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We enjoy the State Fair of Texas, gorging ourselves on Fletcher's corndogs and warm beer.

We wear lots of burnt orange, we cheer on our boys, we hold our horns up, we sing "The Eyes of Texas" with some really great friends.

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We mention a ridiculous number of times how much OU sucks.

And they do! {Even if they did beat us this year.}

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Having Kherington with us was a special start to a new tradition.

She is following in her Daddy's footsteps; he has been attending the game since he was about 8 months old, too.

So, Thanks Pops & Dede for an amazing weekend! OU SUCKS!

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Friday, October 1, 2010

Advice

I know I complain a lot about unsolicited advice, especially the assvice I got while trying to conceive.

But the truth is, I've heard some good advice, too.

{sandwiched in there between the mothers that think their way is the only way and the mothers that compare your baby to theirs every chance they get... even if their baby is turning 47}

The best new parent advice I got was from the nurse teaching our childbirthing class. {turns out I didn't need that class, now did I?}

Her advice was to put your baby down for bed sleepy but still awake, right from birth.

Most parents have the urge to rock that newborn for the first few months, and I get that. But if they never learn to fall asleep any other way, you are going to have tired arms two years later as your toddler fights sleep.

She said nothing about 'crying it out' or any of the much loved/criticized sleep methods. She simply said to lay your child down when drowsy and let her fall asleep on her own.

I took this advice. From the moment we brought Kherington home, I would nurse her, lay her down, kiss her, and let her put herself to sleep. {you know, besides those entire naps that she took in my arms}

As an infant, swaddled with a full belly, she blissfully dozed off. As she got older, she learned to self-soothe and put herself to sleep.

I haven't dealt with crying fits at bedtime, or hours of rocking, patting her back, and then sneaking out of her room.

I won't be so bold as to say I'll never have to do these things in the future. But so far, bedtime is a breeze.

Often, she falls asleep at the breast and hardly notices when I transfer her to the crib. But most nights, after reading and prayers and nursing, I lay her down and kiss her drowsy eyelids. I leave the room and watch her on our video monitor.

She sucks on her monkey lovie, rolls to her favorite position, and sometimes talks herself to sleep.

I know Kherington is a low maintenance baby. So maybe bedtime is just another thing she has made easy for us.

But regardless, I think the advice makes sense. Teaching your baby to soothe herself will make life less stressful for both of you. And trust me, you still have plenty of time to snuggle.

So, I'm curious... What's the best parenting advice you've ever received? From whom did you receive said advice?

What advice would you pass along to new parents?

{Don't be shy, I love comments!}

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