Singing at Church

Today I went to church with my mom. Lincoln did okay through most of it, and by okay he only had to get a drink twice, threw his socks and shoes once and didn't attempt to remove his pants at all.

After two hours, we all stood up to sing the last song. As soon as we began singing Lincoln yelled out, "No! Not this song! No!" and he pointed furiously to the front.

I tried to quiet him down, but every time I would try singing he would yell, "STOP! I wanna go home! Stop!".

I finally sat down by him and he yelled at me pointing at my mom, "papa is singing!". He didn't want anyone singing.

I don't think they could have picked a longer song. My poor child was acting as though the end of the world was here, yelling, "stop" and "no more" every few seconds. My mom stopped singing too in an attempt to calm him down.
Eventually the song ended and Lincoln stopped shouting out.

We left quickly. I'm just glad church is only once a week.

Dear Anonymous

Dear Anonymous,
I loved reading your comment. I loved it so much that I deleted it instantly. It did make me realize that people worry too much about what other's think about their child. In my mind, my son is perfect just the way he is. I love him so much! When he was away from me for two weeks and I finally got him back, I sat on the couch holding him and cried for fifteen minutes because I missed him so much. Everything I do, as a parent, is what is best for him.

Now here is my rant:
Let me clarify some things for everyone, but mainly Mrs. Annonymous. First of all my son is two. Two! There is nothing "wrong" with letting him play in my makeup, with fingernail polish, with dolls or whatever "girly" item he decides is interesting at the time.

Next, let me get all educational on you. What toddler would not want to play with fingernail polish and make messes? It is completely natural! It has been proven that if you do not allow your boys to play with "girl toys" they will begin to think there is something wrong with them. If you tell them they can't play with dolls because it is weird, they will think they are weird. It is much more harmful to your child to not allow them to play with certain toys because of your own insecurities and fears.

Next, it is "wrong" to tell your child that they can't do certain things because the world has put a freaking label on it!

Last, if Lincoln wants to paint pictures with my polish, then I will let him. If he wants to shoot balls in the hoop, I will let him. If he wants to get in my makeup, I will let him. If he wants to drive cars around, fight with sticks, hold a baby doll, sing, dance, pray and read his books, I WILL LET HIM. I know what is best for my son and as long as it healthy, safe and appropriate I'm going to let him.

Anyways, that is my opinion on the matter!

On a side note, I really do love comments and appreciate people's opinions. There is definitely a fine line between having an opinion and being nasty. No one can tell you how to parent, I think if you are raising your child with God in mind, you are probably doing a good job. :)

Heather

All about Lincoln

All About Lincoln

When trying to feed Lincoln broccli he told me, "no more trees mom".

The other day he came crying to me that his paintbrush had "boogers on it" and spent twenty minutes scrubbing it in the sink. It was just paint.

Has claimed my bed as his. I told him to get in his own bed, so he pointed to my bed and said, "this my bed, you sleep in that room" and pointed to his room.

He turns teenager on me and shouts, "Get out of my room!" when he needs privacy.

When he is sad he says, "I wanna go to mommy's house" and is very specific about which house.

He carries a puppy with him everywhere and named it, "kitty".

He has been sick lately and whenever he doesn't want to do something he points to his forhead and says, "I sick". He knows he can get away with anything if he plays the sick card.

He was playing in my makeup and put on my bronzer and said, "Mommy, I tan and cute". I almost died laughing. How does he know the word "tan"?

I was getting Lincoln ready for church and said, "Don't you want to go to church?".
He looked and me and began crying, "I don't want Jesus".

We were sleeping in my bed and I heard noises that scared me. I was sitting up and he woke up and said, "mommy okay?" I told him I was scared. He said "Not scary. Mommy here". Made me realize I have to be brave for him and suddenly I wasn't scared anymore.

That's all! Just wanted to remember how cute my lil boy is!

Reinvention of "Pretties"

Every Lil Boy's Dream Room

Baby Room




Big Boy Room

Lincoln; Newborn to Now

Lincoln Age: 3 1/2
  18 Months old
1 year old: Starts walking
11 months old: Takes his first steps
Ten months old: Starts walking on knees
Nine months old: Discovers his love for basketball. Crawls and rolls it around for hours. Got his first two teeth. Eight months old: Starts crawling and pulling himself up 
Seven months old: Army Crawls
Six months old: Starts scooting backwards
Five months old: Sits up Four months old: Sleeps 12 hours at night and reaches for stuff. Three months old: Laughs    Two months old:  Sleeps 9 hours at night! Rolls over
Six weeks old : Started smiling at people
Three Weeks old:

Two Weeks old:

Two Week Scare 
Blessing day
Lincoln Michael Roberts: His Birth Story

PARTY!!!

My work threw a party for our top 100 customers. It was a BLAST! I got to dress up and give away pretty bracelets!

This is Katie and me. We were trying to look sexy, but I was laughing so hard that it was not possible.

Jeff, he reminds me of my dad. He is basically amazing!

This is all of us! Jeff is tying balloons to my dress, I had no idea.

Katie, Ricky, Justin(from another store), me, Jeff, Lisa (Tim’s wife), Adam, Tim and Aaron(from management).

Walking away like an idiot with balloons tied to my dress! Haha! Katie eating. I freaking LOVE this girl! She is the younger version of me and sometimes it scares me how much we are alike.

Overall, I love my job and feel blessed that I work with such amazing people that are some of my best friends! I think I might stick around for awhile……if they’ll have me.

Lincoln is 2 1/2

I saw this on Pinterest and decided to copy it with the pictures I took of Lincoln.

Halloween festivities

A straw maze with a random camel.

Dirt and Worms We went to “Boo at the Zoo” on the Saturday before Halloween.

Animals= Amazing

Free Candy=Yummy

Lots of cute costumes=Adorable

So you add them all together and what do you get?????

HORRIBLE!

Yep! You heard me, horrible! There were like 10 booths with candy that you stood in line for.

Sunday my mom threw a Halloween party. I decided to make pumpkin soup and cookies.

This is a picture of why I don’t cook. Look at that mess!

Pumpkin soup in a pumpkin!

Halloween!

I took Lincoln to my work to visit Katie. She thinks they are best friends, unfortunately Lincoln does not feel the same.

Next I took Lincoln to do some trick or treating at the movie theater where a ton of booths were set up. We definitely brought in the good stuff there. Then we went to our neighborhood. Lincoln was very serious about it all. He got his candy and was ready to walk to the next one. There was no time to laugh or smile.

We went with his cousins. Kolby was crying because it was so freaking cold, so at this door we were all very thrilled with the treat. Popsicles? “Here kid, I know you’re freezing, have a popsicle.”

Next we went to visit Grandma and Papa Jones to get our caramel apples. Mmmmmmm!

A whole bunch of adorable monsters.

Please don’t notice that Lincoln’s bucket is in fact an Easter Egg basket.

Happy Halloween!