Strawberries

This last Saturday we went out to Ihop for breakfast. Lately, pancakes and eggs have been my pregnancy craving. We ordered Addison her own "smiley face pancake." It came with bananas as the mouth, strawberries as the eyes, whip cream as the nose, and strawberry yogurt as the hair. Now, this was a "special" breakfast, as I would never feed her whip cream or the sugared strawberries for breakfast. The funny thing was, she refused to try either one. It kind of became our goal to get her to try it, but every time she would turn her head away with a disgusted look on her face and say, "no!" It was kind of funny and frustrating at the same time. We knew that she would love this special treat. It made me think about how we are as adults. There are many times that God has "special treats" for us, but we turn our head away saying "no." The whole time He is saying, "but I promise, you will love this!" By our refusing His gifts, we are turning down something that could quite possibly be the best thing we ever had.

April 10th!

It is official, Henry will be born on Thursday April 10th, unless he decides to come earlier than that. It is so nice to have an official date. With Addison it was such a mystery, and when she didn't come on the "due date," every moment felt like an eternity (a full 4 days later! If you have ever been pregnant, you know that 4 days late really does seem like eternity!). So mark your calenders, Henry Burns will make his entrance on April 10th at 7:30 a.m. Thank the Lord for c-sections!!!

Catch a Snowflake

When is the last time you caught a snowflake with your tongue? It seems like winter no longer holds the magic that it once did. As a child, snow meant sledding and no school. Now all I see is getting the bottom of my jeans wet and dirty as I walk, or rushing to get inside as quickly as possible. Last night we were walking through the parking lot at Meijer, it was really cold and snowing pretty hard. Addison was in awe of the snow. She kept trying to catch the snowflakes with her hands. Then Andy showed her how to catch it with her tongue, it was funny to watch her stick her tongue out and then laugh as the cold wet snow hit her little mouth. It reminded me that winter can be magical.

The Shedd Aquarium

Today Andy had off of work, so we decided to go to the Shedd. It worked out great because today was a free day, we love free stuff! Addison was quite mesmerized by the giant fish. She was especially excited when we let her run around (in a not so crowded area). She ran around to the different tanks saying "hi fishy" and would be off to the next fish tank. It was fun watching her discover something new about her big world.
I couldn't help but be amazed by God's creation. It is amazing that even at the depths of the ocean, where human eyes can't even see, He would create such beauty. What a cool God.
Here are some cute pictures of Addison and the fish.

Daddy's girl

The other day while Addison was playing in the bath, I said "I love you, do you love me?" She stopped what she was doing looked up at me and with a very serious look on her face thought for a second. Then without hesitation she said "Daddy." Usually she calls him "d." We think she is actually trying to say "Andy."
The two of them are so cute in the mornings. They come downstairs and cuddle on the couch as they watch Mickey Mouse club. It always makes my mornings so joyful when I hear the two of them sing the theme song together and to come down with her cuddled next to Andy. Her with her sippy filled with orange juice and Andy with his coffee.
A daddy's girl, I wouldn't have it any other way! (Besides, I know she is a mama's girl too!)

I got puked on today

I have been wanting to start a blog for a while, I hear that it is
"therapeutic." So I thought of all days, today would be a perfect day to start. Addison initiated me into the "official mom's club" when she puked all over me and herself. It was quite pathetic. I must say that I am surprised at my response. I knew this day would come and I thought for sure I would throw up alongside her. But to my amazement, it really didn't seem like a big deal. People say you don't care when its your own, I never believed them until today. My poor dear girl laid on me for a few hours burning with a fever. Now she is asleep in her bed, hopefully the fever is gone. Having a sick baby is really the worst thing ever.