Simon Jolicoeur Webster...and his crazy brother

Oct. 11, 2009
4:47 a.m.
7 lbs. 13 0z.
18 inches

Sorry Mama

After MONTHS of struggling with this kid to get him to understand consequences to his actions, he finally surprised me a couple days ago. Let me set the scene for you.

I was bogged down at work that day, and when I finally did get home (3 hours later than anticipated), I was in a mad rush to get things done. I had to make dinner, feed Josiah, and take Naisha to mutual all within 15 minutes. In my haste, I neglected to put the lid onto Josiah's sippy cup. Well, as you can guess, he accidently spilled his milk all over me and the table. He must have seen the disappointment on my face (and possibly heard the swearing under my breath) because all of a sudden he looked at me and said ( in his little high pitched voice) "Sowy Mama". It was the first time he had ever said sorry without being forced or coerced and it was the cutest thing. For the first time I recognized that maybe he does pick up on what we attempt to teach him. It may not sound like alot, but it brightened my day and I didn't even mind running around town with spilled milk on my skirt.

China

We went to China about a month ago. Collin planned the trip and didn't tell me where we were going until we go to the airport. It was a great experience. I don't think I have ever been as culture shocked as I was on that trip. The best part of all was the Great Wall. I climbed all those stairs in what felt like 100 degree heat. Here are some pictures. Included is a picture of the biggest Buddha statue in the world. It was carved from one tree. We tried to take the picture in a way that you could get the full perspective, but it was just too big. It is about 18 m. tall (60 ft.) but stretches another 10 or so underneath.

How can you stay mad at a face like this?

How can you stay mad at a face like this? It's very easy..let me assure you. Josiah has learned how to say "no" for everything and has taken to flinging himself on the floor during tantrums. It drives me absolutely nuts. It takes all I have to not lock him in his room FOREVER. He beats me in public and there's nothing I can do about it because I'd get arrested for disciplining him. It wasn't like that when I was a child. If it was, my mom didn't care. I turned out okay. Why can't things be like the old days? Anyway, here are some funny pictures. One of these is a picture we took while he was asleep. He insisted on sleeping with his shoes, and instead of him going to bed sad, I let him sleep with his shoes.