We gave Jack the Colin Buchanan CD - 'Aussie Praise Remember The Lord' - for Christmas. We could not have picked a better present. He has absolutely loved it. I am not joking when I tell you that he listens to it pretty much non-stop and has almost every song memorized. His two favourite songs are Remember the Lord (track 16) and This is the Gospel (track 22).
In fact, a few days ago I put Jack down for a nap around 12:45. Everything was quiet until I heard him get up about 30 minutes later. I went upstairs to find out what was bothering him. He was really excited to show me that his new digital clock that we have just recently put in his room was showing the number 16 which is Remember the Lord. He was so excited to show me that it was the same number as Remember the Lord. He turned around to show me the clock showing 1:16. He had a priceless and surprised expression when he turned around to see the clock actually showing 1:17. Apparently, it had taken me more than 60 seconds to get upstairs.
Jack sang the song below (Remember The Lord - track 16) and asked that I send it to Colin. I am hoping to somehow send an email to Colin's website and a link to the blog. Maybe, just maybe, Colin will respond and make Jack's year. We can only hope, but in the mean time, here is the video and lyrics for your viewing pleasure.
I am typing the lyrics below because I am afraid if you don't know the words you will only be able to make out a small portion. You will notice that Jack does his best to sing the song with an Australian accent - not bad for an American boy living in England!
Oh, and I would highly highly highly recommend this CD to anyone with kids under the age of 18: https://secure.colinbuchanan.com.au/shop/shop59.html
There Colin, I just did my best to create sales for you, surely you can reciprocate by commenting and making my three-year-old's day. PLEASE (manners always help!)!!!!
Remember The Lord By Colin Buchanan
If you stub your toe when you get out of bed
And you slip in the shower and you knock your head
If you miss your breakfast and your bike tire's flat
If the dog eats your lunch and you step on the cat...
CHORUS
Remember the Lord, Oh-oh!
Remember that He is in control
Remember the Lord, Oh-oh!
He's watching His children He cares, Oh-oh!
Remember the Lord, Oh-oh! Oh-oh!
If you get to school about a half hour late
And the principal meets you at the gate
If you can't remember one plus two
And you're busted for something that you didn't do...
CHORUS
If your Dad is crusty and your Mom's in a flap
And you spill the custard in your sister's lap
If you're sent to bed and you don't know why
And you can't get to sleep and you just want to cry...
CHORUS
Sunday, 8 February 2009
Monday, 2 February 2009
Another Wacky Day
You know those moments you have as a parent, when you think to yourself - My kid is so bright! Well, yesterday was not one of those days...
Yesterday Jack asked if we could play that wacky game again. I told him we could. The only problem was that Charles was at work so we had to come up with a new way to play (since before hand, one of us would leave the room and the other two would make things wacky). Well, Jack had already anticipated this problem and had it sorted. He suggested that Theo leave the room and then Jack and I would make things wacky. And then Theo could come back into the room and tell us what was wacky. That was Jack's idea. For those of you who are unsure, Theo is 6 months old. I didn't want to insult Jack's idea, but I told him that even if Theo was able to identify the wacky things he would struggle to tell us what they are since he cannot talk.
So I countered Jack's idea and told him to leave and I would make things wacky. He left the room, and I made four things wacky. He returned and identified all four items. He then asked me to leave so he could make things wacky. I did. As I was in the other room, I heard him moving things around doing his best to get the room ready for me. When I returned I was surprised to find the exact same four things out of place that I had just made wacky for him. He had picked the same four items! And each time I identified an item as wacky he acted so excited and proud of himself and me! Either we need to work on creativity or alteranatively, maybe he thinks I am so slow that he needs to give me an easy go at the game???
Yesterday Jack asked if we could play that wacky game again. I told him we could. The only problem was that Charles was at work so we had to come up with a new way to play (since before hand, one of us would leave the room and the other two would make things wacky). Well, Jack had already anticipated this problem and had it sorted. He suggested that Theo leave the room and then Jack and I would make things wacky. And then Theo could come back into the room and tell us what was wacky. That was Jack's idea. For those of you who are unsure, Theo is 6 months old. I didn't want to insult Jack's idea, but I told him that even if Theo was able to identify the wacky things he would struggle to tell us what they are since he cannot talk.
So I countered Jack's idea and told him to leave and I would make things wacky. He left the room, and I made four things wacky. He returned and identified all four items. He then asked me to leave so he could make things wacky. I did. As I was in the other room, I heard him moving things around doing his best to get the room ready for me. When I returned I was surprised to find the exact same four things out of place that I had just made wacky for him. He had picked the same four items! And each time I identified an item as wacky he acted so excited and proud of himself and me! Either we need to work on creativity or alteranatively, maybe he thinks I am so slow that he needs to give me an easy go at the game???
Oh pants!
So if you read the earlier post about Charles being in a snowball fight then this story will be of interest to you.
About three hours after the snowball fight, Charles returned home in a frenzy. I asked what was the matter and he turned around and pulled up his sports jacket to show me trousers that looked like this:
So somewhere during the snowball fight, Charles ripped his trousers across the bottom. All of his pants (underwear) were showing and he had walked around campus for the past 3 hours. But the biggest questions still remain:
1) Had the students and fellow faculty whom he had spent the last 3 hours with noticed, but decided not to comment? Are the British really that reserved?
2) Did his coat actually do the cover up job nicely so that no one noticed?
3) Did everyone notice and have already plotted their blackmail pictures (Friday Flyer etc.)? Only time will tell.
Well, anyway, the junior lecturer who was silly enough to go to the snowball fight is now mourning the loss of one of his favourite pair of trousers. Those Silly Americans! :)
About three hours after the snowball fight, Charles returned home in a frenzy. I asked what was the matter and he turned around and pulled up his sports jacket to show me trousers that looked like this:
So somewhere during the snowball fight, Charles ripped his trousers across the bottom. All of his pants (underwear) were showing and he had walked around campus for the past 3 hours. But the biggest questions still remain:
1) Had the students and fellow faculty whom he had spent the last 3 hours with noticed, but decided not to comment? Are the British really that reserved?
2) Did his coat actually do the cover up job nicely so that no one noticed?
3) Did everyone notice and have already plotted their blackmail pictures (Friday Flyer etc.)? Only time will tell.
Well, anyway, the junior lecturer who was silly enough to go to the snowball fight is now mourning the loss of one of his favourite pair of trousers. Those Silly Americans! :)
It's snowing in London
There was a song that was popular (or kind of popular) about six months ago with the main line being 'it's raining in London'. I never understood what was so noteworthy about it raining in England. Well, today's weather is worthy of a song because today it's snowing in London! Not just kind of snowing, but seriously snowing. We went home to the US for 6 weeks and didn't get any snow worth reporting and then return to this. Very unpredictable indeed.
Jack, Theo, and I have already been out in it. I have included a few pictures. The students here arranged a snowball fight on the main football pitch at 10:45. The boys and I didn't make it, but apparently Charles did. He came home with snow all over his sports coat and trousers but was all smiles. He told us that he was the only faculty member to show up so he was a hot target - and the snow on him showed it.
Schools, buses, trains, etc are closed. People of all ages are so excited. In fact, I am not sure I have seen Londoners more excited - maybe when they won the Olympic bid for 2012 but that may have been because they beat the French! I was hoping that Oak Hill might have a snow day today, but Charles reminded me that this is one of the downsides of having a residential campus! Well, anyway I am going to go look out the window because it is still snowing...
Jack, Theo, and I have already been out in it. I have included a few pictures. The students here arranged a snowball fight on the main football pitch at 10:45. The boys and I didn't make it, but apparently Charles did. He came home with snow all over his sports coat and trousers but was all smiles. He told us that he was the only faculty member to show up so he was a hot target - and the snow on him showed it.
Schools, buses, trains, etc are closed. People of all ages are so excited. In fact, I am not sure I have seen Londoners more excited - maybe when they won the Olympic bid for 2012 but that may have been because they beat the French! I was hoping that Oak Hill might have a snow day today, but Charles reminded me that this is one of the downsides of having a residential campus! Well, anyway I am going to go look out the window because it is still snowing...
Sunday, 1 February 2009
Our Fix-it Man
One of Jack's favourite games is to pretend that he is the maintenance man at college, Reg. We are very blessed to get to call on Reg to help us out. I have this suspicion that our family may call on him more than others due to our incompetency in home repairs! But nonetheless, we have developed a great relationship with him and he has easily become one of Jack's heroes.
So Jack loves to pretend he is Reg. Tonight he came into the kitchen with his toolbox as I was cleaning up and asked what was broken. I told him that the toilet was broken (in hindsight probably not the smartest thing on my part, but a 3 year-old loved the idea). He asked what had happened to it. I told him that my 3 year-old son had tried to use the potty and had fallen off and broken it. He said he would go off and fix it. He came back about 10 minutes later and told me that it was fixed and that he wanted to show it to me.
Here is the picture of what I saw:
And here is a video of 'Reg' explaining to Charles what he did to fix the toilet:
Unfortunately, it looks like Jack may have inherited his parent's ability to fix things! Oh, and just so you know we washed our hands and the tools afterwards!
So Jack loves to pretend he is Reg. Tonight he came into the kitchen with his toolbox as I was cleaning up and asked what was broken. I told him that the toilet was broken (in hindsight probably not the smartest thing on my part, but a 3 year-old loved the idea). He asked what had happened to it. I told him that my 3 year-old son had tried to use the potty and had fallen off and broken it. He said he would go off and fix it. He came back about 10 minutes later and told me that it was fixed and that he wanted to show it to me.
Here is the picture of what I saw:
And here is a video of 'Reg' explaining to Charles what he did to fix the toilet:
Unfortunately, it looks like Jack may have inherited his parent's ability to fix things! Oh, and just so you know we washed our hands and the tools afterwards!
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