Long overdue

So I have been trying to balance the act of keeping up with two seperate blogs and this seems to be a bit challenging. So if you have been wanting to read about us you can at our mission blog at www.bjclfisher.blogspot.com.

Ohio

We have gotten the okay to move out to Ohio to start Ben's misson training in March. We will be leaving MO on March 4th for this new adventure. Please pray that God would put my heart at ease and the kids would transition smoothly to the new change of housing and schedules. I will document pictures of our new home as soon as we have them. Thanks !

Meeting Mishap

As I look in the back seat of the car Jonas is sipping on a milk sippy and Lucy is cooing beside him. We are headed north on 65 toward the Hills house a family from church that we have appointment to talk about missoins too. I check the clock it says 9:30 and I smile inside knowing we will arrive one time which rarely happens these days. I chat with Ben for a few minutes then glance at the clock once again 9:34 and begin to hear the most dreaded sound but common coming from Jonas in the back seat. At 9:35 Jonas is covered in throw up and Ben starts to panick he insits on me cleaning it up. Contimplating how I am going to get the diaper bag which is squished behind my seat and wondering if Jonas has any extra clothes. Ben says, "Take the wheel." We proceed to drive north as we realize at this point in time that we don't have the Hills number and now it is too late to turn back. Ben hastily grabs the backpack and throws it in my a lap then a wet sensation begins to drip down my thigh as the diaper bag tips over the water bottle I was drinking. I exclaim, " oh great now it looks like I peed my pants." Ben chuckles as I know he wouldn't be if the roles were reversed. I look in the back pack quickly for extra clothes for Jonas and come up with a negative so I grab the few diaper wipes we have and clench to them as I realize they are the only chance of still making the meeting. Then I turn the vents toward my pants and put the heat on high as I realize it is highly unlikely they will dry in five minutes but worth a chance. We continue on 65 until we pull into their driveway. I wipe Jonas' pants off coat off and send him toward the door with Lucy and Daddy. When I walk up ben is sheepishly trying to explain the trauma in te car. They laugh and let us enter, they tell us of their new dog they got a few days before. We proceed to talk about our missions. Jonas is playing in the back room with their son , stinky but happy. I cross my legs hoping the water dries quickly when I spot the dog jumping on couch beside me. Ben is now deep in conversation on the couch beside them. I have Lucy on my lap when the dog mistakes me for their long lost lover and I try to get it off my arm but it proceeds. The wife spots the dog and comments that the dog shoud leave the room as they break into hysterical laughter. At this point in time I realize that Satan is still trying to devert God's work being done even if it is with clever schemes of throw up, water spilling, and a dog in heat.

Working another blog`

So my husband insisted that we another blog for missions and the kiddos,that family and friends could read.So if you want to double up on your reading about our life here is the other link...clbjfisher.blogspot.com ... a lot of posts on this link are written by my husband and he has a corky sense of humor, so enjoy ! :) I will post again soon, lack of time and trying to survive daily life has stolen the writer within me. You think for an ex English teacher... my writing would be better but I know as well as you do every blog is full of grammar erros, lack of humor , and screams boring so unless I am inspired to write I will leave it to sparatic outbursts of inspiration.

The Great Pumpkin

I know that a lot of kids around the age of two have a favorite blanky or a stuffed animal they carry with them, I am sure there is a scientific name for this, but what do you call a kid who is attached to a piece of produce.
Last night we went to a churches Halloween fling/ thing. While there the frog, who we will also call Jonas, accepted a little white pumpkin as a default prize at the decorating table. Evidently black scribbles and stickers on a pumpkin don't even cut it in the toddler category. The nice elderly lady said here is your pumpkin as she smirked and sent him on his way.
This is when his pumpkin affection began, he carried it with him at all times through the day, at bath time, potty time, even tried a few bites of it. We were not aware of his real love for it until bedtime when a stuffed animal was traded for his new best friend , the pumpkin.
Now how do we let him know about what happens to produce after awhile?

Lucy and Jonas Story

Jonas-
Today Jonas , Lucy , and I spent sometime spring cleaning their rooms . I guess I should call it fall cleaning. Anyhow, while cleaning their rooms Jonas stumbled across an old box of nursing pads. I laughed as he proceeded to stuff them down his shirt then pat his chest to get them in place. As we exited the room for lunch all that was left in the hallway was a trail of nursing pads.

Lucy-
A few weeks ago Lucy turned three months.. She recently learned how to shake a rattle. While shaking the rattle she clumsily bumped herself in the head with the rattle. A loud, "Wah!" could be heard from here to California. (Did you hear it Joanne?) I was busy with Jonas so it would be a few minutes till I could tend to her . During those moments I heard, "thump... wah... thump... wah..." Evidently she needs more practice.

2 month old Lucy Lou

So I had Lucy two months ago on June 2nd but you know how motherhood is I am just now getting around to writing about it. She was 6lbs 4 oz and 19.5 inches long. She was three weeks early due to my second bout of preclampsia. They induced me on a Tuesday morning and she was born Thursday morning, it was horrible after realizing she wasn't going to come on her own they finally did a c-section. The c-section led to a kindney infection, seizures, and a spinal corn leak. So after nine more days I was finally able to breathe fresh air again and see my little boy. Then I spent six weeks recovering with strict restrictions of carrying no heavy objects and lots of rest. So we thankfully relied upon child labor and hired to ten year old girls from our church to help me out for those six weeks. Even ten year old help is not cheap these days . It was funny to see how the girls had no clue how much things cost because after we gave them quite a large amount of money when asked, " What do you plan to do with it?" One girl replied, I would like to go see a movie and then said, " Do you think I have enough ?" I then said, " Well you could watch 28 movies at the theatres and still have enough." She said, " Oh I think I might go to McDonalds too." :)

Well things are busy around here and I never knew how time consuming two kids are compared to one. A little funny story to end the post. Yesterday I took Lucy to her two month check up and since I have two kids to tote around, I put Lucy in her carrier in the stroller and hold Jonas' hand. Well we were cruising through the parking lot when Jonas let go of my hand was headed straight for a moving car. I let go of the stroller and let my cat like reflexes chase after him. After I grabbbed him I looked back to see Lucy rolling down the parking lot in the stroller toward four lanes of traffic. I immediately put Jonas in a football hold and took off after Lucy who was moving quite fast for a two month old. I grabbed her in time and then began to pant back up the hill toward the hosptial. I then thought I really need to start running again, that will have to wait till I stop breastfeeeding :(

Well as I type here Jonas has taken the vent cover off the floor and is throwing something in it. Idle hands are for the devil I suppose.