So, we found out this morning, that my brother Jukes and sis-in-law Aileen gave birth to their son, Ian Jukes Namm. We are so thrilled and can’t wait to meet him! Imanuel has been praying for his baby cousin (& baby brother) for some time now. I was happy to share the news this morning to him and he was so excited. The first thing he said was, “So I can hold him now?!” 🙂 Hopefully there will be more details to come very soon!
Monthly Archives: November 2009
Silly Songs with Micah
I thought I’d share a couple silly songs that Micah has made up in recent times. In case you didn’t know, Micah LOVES to sing. When he is happy, he bursts out in song – usually falsetto. LOL.
The first silly song that I can recall – and by silly song, I mean Micah singing his own rendition of the song – was his his take on “The Farmer in the Dell”. Israel’s mom bought the boys almost every Cedarmont Kids DVD and the boys love watching and singing along. On the “Pre-School Songs” DVD is where Micah learned this song. It ends with “The cheese stands alone…the cheese stands alone….hi-ho-the-dario the cheese stands alone.” Well, I was sitting in the house with Micah and we were petting Chance, our orange cat. Now, this was a rare occurrence since Chance is still a bit wary of Micah. Anyway, Micah was so happy to be able to pet Chance that he starting singing,
“Chance stands alone! Chance stands alone!
Hi-ho-the-dario…Chance stands alone!”
I could not contain my laughter.
Today, he made up a song about his “puppy-jamas”. Let me explain. Micah has a favorite outfit and that is his pajamas with brown puppies on them. From the time he got them, he loved wearing them because he loves puppies. He affectionately calls them his “puppy-jamas”. Well, today as I was changing him out of his PJs to his regular clothes, he starting singing this song: (sung to the tune of the first line of “Sabbath is a Happy Day!)
“Puppy-Jama – Happy day! Happy Day! Happy Day!
Puppy-Jama – Happy day! Happy Day! Happy Day!”
Here’s Micah wearing the bottoms of his “puppy-jamas”. 
Micah sings a variety of songs ranging from “Mercy Said No” to “Happy Birthday”. However, his all-time favorite song for the last several months has been “Only A Boy Named David”. He requests this song every worship – morning & evening – and he sings it at least a dozen times in between. Sometimes he sings it in a silly-hyper way and other times, he goes all out and tries to sing operatically. I’m still trying to get that version on video. I think his love for this song is partly what inspires him to always carry a rock or small ball in his hand almost at all times and especially if we are going out somewhere. If he doesn’t have one, he’ll come up to me and say, “Mama, hold it…rock” or “Mama, hold it…ball” with his hand outstretched.
*sigh* These are things I never want to forget…for they will always bring a smile to my face.
Perhaps God has great plans for Micah to be a composer or singer. But for now, we all know one thing is for sure…he is a ham! He never fails to bring joy and laughter to our family.
I read this yesterday morning from the book “Child Guidance” on page 205.
“Marked diversities of disposition and character frequently exist in the same family, for it is in the order of God that persons of varied temperament should associate together. When this is the case, each member of the household should sacredly regard the feelings and respect the right of the others. By this means mutual consideration and forbearance will be cultivated, prejudices will be softened, and rough points of character smoothed. Harmony may be secured, and the blending of the varied temperaments may be a benefit to each.” Taken from the chapter titled, Study Age, Disposition, and Temperament.
We’ve always referred to Imanuel as our sweet boy. He cares about the feelings of others and will always defend the underdog. He is affectionate and sensitive.
Micah is our silly boy. He is our independent one who is often in his own world. He enjoys making people laugh, but is focused on his wants/goals much more so than those of others.
The other night, Israel and I were talking about our kids and wondering what our third boy will be like. It’s hard to imagine, but it’s always comforting to know that each child that comes into our lives is predestined by God to be a perfect match for our family. There is strength in diversity.
By God’s grace, it is our hope and prayer that we will all help each other become the people God wants us to be. We are not placed in families or connected to friends by chance. However different we may be, God allows us to cross paths to bring forbearance, mutual consideration, and to smooth our characters. This will ultimately bring true unity! Let’s be thankful for each one who is a part of our lives. I couldn’t be more thankful for each member of my family.
A Morning to Remember
In the morning, Micah had been whining quietly for some time. He wasn’t in a good mood. Usually we are summoned by a cheerful, “MAMA! MAAAAAAAAAMA!” This morning, it was a series of whimpers and cries. Yeah, there were a few “mamas” here and there, but he seemed so grumpy that I was hesitant to let him out thinking he may fall back asleep. I waited a while and then I decided to go get him. I knocked and he answered with a weak, “COME IN!”
As I entered, there was a horrible stench. He obviously had a messy diaper. As I neared Micah’s crib, he was in the corner of his crib sitting down. Usually he is standing and waiting for me to get him. Then I noticed that there were stains all over his sheets and blanket. Then I realize that it is brown. Then I realize that there is brown stuff COVERING both hands, his clothes, and part of his face & hair. I’m not even exaggerating, it looked like he had just played in a big, gloppy mud pile. There was poop everywhere. The sheer quantity of it all was outrageous. I was beyond myself. I was in shock. I’m surprised I didn’t go into labor right then and there.
I yelled to Israel for back-up. I was afraid he had ingested some too. I told Israel to take off his clothes as I ran off to started the bath water. After stripping our poor child down, I stood him in the tub and began rinsing him off. It took about 15 minutes to remove all of the brown stuff from his whole body. Then, I plugged the tub and had him sit down for a bubble bath. (Their bubble bath is scented like grapefruit so it helped the overall smell of the bathroom while at the same time, lifting his spirits.) In the meantime, Israel hand-scrubbed the poopie clothes, blankets, sheets, and mattress protector and then threw them in the washer for a pre-wash, wash, and then extra rinse.
The most pathetic part of the whole ordeal was that while I was washing him off with the warm water, he kept saying in between whimpers, “Thank you, Mama…thank you.” The poor boy – I wish I would have gotten him sooner.
The moral of this story is to never feed Micah homemade soup – complete with squash, corn, carrots, potatoes, tomatoes, cabbage, and vegetable “mandoo” – for lunch AND dinner with grapefruit for dessert. I don’t know why we didn’t see it coming. This was the worst disaster ever. It beats the Eucerin episode by a landslide.