We Heart Craig's List

We just sold Noah's crib and changing table on Craig's List for $150 and now we can afford to buy a regular twin size bed for Noah's room. It's hard to believe he's already so grown up that he needs a regular bed...wow. I decided that with so many people having babies around it that if we ever do have another one it will be easy enough to borrow a crib or we could simply buy from Craig's List!

We're Back!

We finished the Christmas extravaganza with a stop at my parents house last night. It was great to spend time with family this last week. We had a blast watching Noah and his cousins get excited about giving gifts to others and feeding cows and eating cookies. So many people enrich our lives and we are so grateful for your generosity. Thank you for allowing the Lord to bless us through your hands. We hope your holiday was peaceful and fun as well.

Hiatus

Merry Christmas from the Linharts!

We're off for a few days at the farm, and then to Albany for some time at Camp Grandma. Noah is SO excited for Christmas this year. He can't stop talking about Uncle Smoky and his tractors and my favorite thing is that he can't wait to give out presents to everyone. Tonight he prayed, "Your Jesus, thank you your gotta be born soon and thank you we gonna go to the farm when I wake up."

All About Moms

Geary's sister's husband's mom (aka Ginny, our in-law-in-law) just sent me this hilarious email with answers from elementary age children to questions about their moms. Enjoy!

Why did God make mothers?

• She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
• Mostly to clean the house.
• To help us out of there when we we're getting born.

How did God make mothers?

• He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
• Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
• God made my Mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.

What ingredients are mothers made of?

• God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
• They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you your mother and not some other Mom?

• We're related.
• God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms like me.

What kind of little girl was your Mom?

• My Mom has always been my Mom and none of that other stuff.
• I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
• They say she used to be nice.

What did Mom need to know about dad before she married him?

• His last name.
• She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
• Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

Why did your Mom marry your dad?

• My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats a lot.
• She got too old to do anything else with him.
• My grandma says that Mom didn't have her thinking cap on.

Who's the boss at your house?

• Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goofball.
• Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
• I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

What's the difference between moms and dads?

• Moms work at work & work at home, & dads just go to work at work.
• Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
• Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend's.
• Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your Mom do in her spare time?

• Mothers don't do spare time.
• To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your Mom perfect?

• On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
• Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about your Mom, what would it be?

• She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
• I'd make my Mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
• I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on her back.

The Wonderful Holiday Tradition of...

...screaming at Santa Claus. Geary and I were looking through some old photo albums and found these darling Christmas pictures of me. Here I am at age 1. Poor Santa. I sure was cute, though.



















And here I am as a 5 year old. This was taken at theme park in California called Santa's Village. It looks like I've conceded to sit on his lap but I'm not gonna be happy about it. Notice the eye roll and the grimace.
















Here's a link to more kids who have screamed at Santa through the ages.

Finished!

She clicked the final button on Amazon.com and with a sigh of finality, Jeana Linhart completed her Christmas Shopping for 2005. With a warm mug of hot cocoa and fire roaring in the fireplace, it was finally time to relax and curl up with a good book. A book that was sure to better than the book style mockery you are reading right now.

The Sound of Music

As a Christmas gift, my friend Amy took me to see the Sound of Music at Seattle's 5th Ave Theatre. It was SO beautiful and fun! I especially loved the scenes with Gretyl, she was adorable. After the play we (Amy, Megan, and I) went to the Cheesecake Factory for dessert. It was a great girls night out and my heart is warmed by my dear friends. Thank you Amy for the tickets! And thank you both for loving me so well!

MacBeth

Geary was watching a DVD of MacBeth today and kept sending Noah away so he wouldn't see the murders and such.

Geary: You need to go play in your room!
Noah: Why? I wanna be wis you!
Jeana: Daddy doesn't want you learning to say stuff like "Forsooth!"
Noah: For soup?

Insurance is of God

Praise the Lord! You know that $2,698.55 medical bill I was freaking out about? Well I called my insurance company to see if they had received a claim for it. They said YES and that they had just sent me a check for $1,862! The $800 balance is still a large amount, but MUCH easier to swallow than $2,000. God is good!

Because Trucks are People, too

Noah: Mom, you know my Grandpa.
Jeana: Yeah...
Noah: He's your daddy.
Jeana: That's right!
Noah: I know sumpting else about Grandpa.
Jeana: Really? What?
Noah: He loves you and me and Granny and Uncle Jared and Daddy and his yellow truck.

New Discoveries Every Day

This morning Noah came running up to me with his index finger stretched out. "Mom! Mom! Look what I found!" He had a small brown bead at the end of his finger. "Mom! What is this thing?" I thought maybe he found it on the ground since I had been working on some beading projects. But then I realized that I had been using black beads, not brown. I answered, "I don't know, where did you find it?" I flinched when he replied, "In my nose."

Noah & Andrew BFF

On the way to Tradition at SPU, we had Andrew in our car.

Noah: Andrew, I'll be Buzz Lightyear, you be Woody.
Andrew: No! I wanna be Buzz Light Beer.
Noah: I'm Buzz Lightyear!
Andrew: I'm Buzz Light Beer!
Jeana: Why don't you both be Buzz.
Noah: Okay...but who's the real Buzz?

Chugga Chugga has a whole new meaning...

Noah: Dad! Dad! Only boys have trains. Not girls.
Geary: Okay.
Noah: Dad, listen! Trains are for you boys only!
Geary: Okay, got it. Boys have trains. What do girls have?
Noah: ...
Geary: ...
Noah: Um...tunnels!

*Obviously he has no idea that he just made up a pretty good euphamism