Monday, December 08, 2008

The Miller's

How go the results-of-fruitfully-multiplying? Mine have been sort of busy of late...

Israel has some virus that makes him very cry-at-the-top-of-his-lungs-and-not-tell-you-what-is-the-current-disaster, such as, the lego basket not being over by his truck or something...something...something unknown and mysterious and impossible to figure out about his cup. Lots of wailing, my friends. Mucho the wailing.

Gabe, on the other hand, has the worst diarrhea I think I have ever seen. This is combined with a rampant case of let-me-pick-on-my-younger-brother. Let me nudge the edge of the little table he is eating on with my foot and spill his water. Let me accidentally-on-purpose bowl him over as I speed down the hall. This alternates with a rash of Zion-hoverings, Zion-kissings, and wake-Zion-up's-and-make-mommy-get-very-scary-mad-eyes. :)

Zion is as sweet as a bittle button. A wittle ol' smoochy smoochy bittle button. Seriously. The kid is irresistable. I can't figure out what his deal is the past several days, but I never get annoyed at him, because he is still so SWEET!!!! I can't give him just one kiss, but must instead give many many. He has started studiously batting at my face when I am holding him in the crook of my arm and looks rather satisfied when I capture his hand and hold it up for a kiss.

And in other updates...

Tim is busy as ever, but I must admit that I am madly in love with him.

Chloe is...is...annoyingly in existance.

I am existing in fuzzy warm clothes.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

"Existing"? Hmmm, sounds like you need a break...
When are you all coming down this way? Give us a call when you're in, and maybe amidst all the Christmas hustle-bustle we can have you all over for a bit?
-Sylvia

Carolyn said...

I understand the distress of being sick. Norm and I were home from church recuperating from head colds, watery eyes, and runny noses. Too much christmas candy and not enough rest.