Well just a few minuets ago I was putting up a litle Christmas tree on the big calender that we have and I asked Eli what was happening on Friday. First he said that we were going to the beach.
Then I pointed to Mary and Joseph and
Eli said "Baby Jesus!!!"
I said "Yes Eli that's right, that's when baby Jesus was born."
Eli asks, "Mommy why did baby Jesus have to be born"
I said, "Because when we were born, we were born with dark hearts, but when baby Jesus was born he had no darkness in his heart, His heart only had light. So he came so that we could have new hearts and He gives us a new heart and replaces our dark one with His heart that is light."
Eli says,"I'm gonna talk to Jesus for a new heart...so I can have his heart"
So then I asked him if he would like to pray with me and ask Jesus for a new heart. He said that he did, so he followed me in prayer. And said Amen when we were done
I asked Jeff this morning about this conversation cause we had a similar one yesterday, Jeff said to walk him through it and it's ok if he asks Jesus into his heart 12 times...it's the process of him figuring stuff out that matters. That was a relief to know that it's ok for him to be this little and make such a big descison!
What a great day!!!

Adrien's mom Michelle made this for Moses.

I'll just post some pictures...that should say it all!







The funniest part is that we didn't even end up getting this tree featured in the photo. We took Silas and Mo back to the car and Eli and Jeff then went back to cut it down. But on the way back Eli changed his mind and found a new favorite tree. That is the tree that you see in the photos that we are decorating in the next post. Which is a bit bigger!

Things are moving way to fast right now :) I can't believe that Christmas is almost here. This month just flew by. We neither had the time, nor the money, to do Christmas cards this year so please don't think we don't love you all, we do very much! I just feel like I can't keep up like I'm waiting for something to happen and everything will come to a pace that I can handle. Well maybe that won't happen...what if this is the speed we're going at till say, College. Then my dear friend said something today that made me laugh. She said she wanted Jesus to wait to come back before she had sex, then it was wait till she has kids, and now it's please wait till she has time to be with her husband once again (and please make sure that we like each other so that we enjoy each other!). I laughed. And it's hard to imagine such a time. Being on the verge of burnout is scary...some days I'm not a very likable person. Sometimes I'll admit that I take it out on the customer service person that just so happened to pick the wrong day to let me know what it means to have a separate deductibles, when all along we thought different. Anyways...I won't embarrass myself too bad with that story. Though I thoroughly enjoy every second with my boys, I will look forward to the time when things slow down a bit and I can look Jeff into his eyes and say "Hi...I like you and we're married!...yeaaaaaa!"
So right now Silas is the most whinniest little 20 month old that ever existed. The poor kid wants to tells us EXACTLY how he feels, but as you saw from the last post, has a very limited amount of words. So he whines about EVERYTHING...and Eli is now starting to tease him and do things that he know will get his goat. His new outlet are these Bristle Blocks that Pop Pop and Grammy got him for Christmas. Grampa built him a monster tuck yesterday and he has been carrying it around ever since. He's happy till it breaks, then he just looses it. Full on comes unglued. I have to rebuild it and he's happy again. It's a vicious cycle that occurs for most of my day.
Eli is asking lots of questions...I told him that being a Christian means that Jesus gives us a new heart, this was on Sunday. He says, "Mommy, I want Jesus to give me a new heart" "Can I have a new heart too?!" That conversation came from talking about Santa and me telling Eli about Saint Nicolas and his work as a Christian and what the presents were for. Eli didn't know what a Christian was...that led to the question. I didn't push it more then that. Trying to trust Jesus with my boys, it's hard. But I can see that He is doing a work in his little heart and it's beautiful to see. We just finished The Jesus Storybook Bible: Every Story Whispers His Name, what a great book. I'm looking forward to starting it over and over again. Buy it first chance you get, it really is the best kids story book bible that I have ever read! I know this because it ministers to me and Jeff and sometimes when we read it we cry...it's just very real and fresh and true.
So Moses...sweet Mo. Really he is the BEST baby every. He wakes, eats, laughs, plays, pottys and then goes back to sleep. All day long. He loves fake nursing his blanket. It puts him to sleep and it's what he does if anything touches his mouth. The drooling has started though...Lot's and Lot's of drooling! He's on the verge of sitting up. He can do it for a few seconds, especially if his hands are in front of him kinda holding himself up. He's almost rolling over from back to front, but not quite yet. He's super strong though and stands up if you hold his hands and keeps his legs really super tight. Then wiggles his whole body and bobs his head around. My dad loves to have him stand and is so impressed with his iron man legs. And outside of almost getting run over by a scooter today, he's got a really great life and is very content!
As usual here's some photos of the loves of my life:

20 Months Old:
Up
Down
Help
Mine
Bee (for blanket)
Umpum (Grampa)
Mama
Dada
Baby
Eli
Eat
VeeVee (Car)
Dup (Yes)
Bath
Bye bye
Dupple (Apple)
alldoo (all done)
TeeTee (Potty & Tractor)
Eye
Mouth
Nose

Moses's hand eye coordination has merged together. He's now officially grabbing faces and toys, bringing them to his mouth and eating them. Life just seems more interesting when you can finally eat the things that you've been looking at for 3 months. He's all smiles and laughs. He's quite the little sweetie. I can't wait till he finds his toes...that's just the best. Sometimes he sleeps 4-5 hours, sometimes more. But really it's fine cause I barely even wake up when he does, nursing at night makes you so sleeping its like a drug. He does love to be entertained, either by me or a brother. Any face will do, he just wants someone to look at and talk too, but don't we all!