Bedtimes in Heaven

There has been much discussion in our home lately about whether or not there will be sleeping in heaven. I tend to think we will not need to sleep because we will not be physical beings. Also, God doesn't sleep. However, my husband is fond of sleeping and hopes to take naps in heaven. The girls were asking about heaven one day and what their bedtime would be in heaven. I told them we wouldn't have a bedtime in heaven. They got so excited and said they wanted to go to heaven right now. Last night, Emma was having a hard time going to sleep. (She has a birthday to celebrate and is very excited). She came out asking, "why do we have to sleep on earth but not in heaven?" Happy and I told her she needed to go back to bed. (This was already the third time out of bed). As she is trotting off to bed she yells from the hallway, " Yeah, well, I know why we have to sleep on earth....God just doesn't want us to be all tired out when we get up to heaven!"

Honestly, that child cracks me up! I would never have thought of that! Of course, God does not want us to be grouchy and tired when we get up to heaven. We should be all rested up from our sleep here on earth. Makes perfect sense to me!

trick or treat!

This year we went trick or treating in my parents' neighborhood. We enjoyed a meal of "yummy mummy" hot dogs that Aunt Ro and Emma prepared for us. Aunt Ro went with us and was dressed up like a kitty cat. The girls got SO MUCH candy this year!! They both came home with a pumpkin full from school today and then got another pumpkin full tonight. AHHH! What will we do with all this candy? Last year we let them have two a day, but then it lasted FOREVER. Maybe I should just let them gorge and then get sick and never want candy again. he-he. Just Kiddin!

Aunt Ro with the two little fairies.

Their loot!

Myah and Ma Ma (my mommy) :)

Emma lost her first tooth tonight. I can't believe my baby lost a tooth. She's not even five yet. She is so excited, but very nervous about the tooth fairy. Happy and I hadn't had time to discuss the tooth fairy and were caught off guard by Emma's lost tooth. We told her to put it under her pillow and the tooth fairy would bring her a gift. Emma asked me, "O.k. mom, is the tooth fairy a girl or a man? Will he come in my room"? About that time, Myah starts to cry, "I'm scared of the tooth fairy"! I'm thinking, oh brother, is the tooth fairy really that important? Should I just brake down and tell them the tooth fairy is not real? No, instead I say, don't worry Myah the tooth fairy won't bother you because you haven't lost a tooth yet. Emma could not go to sleep tonight. She said, "I'm just a little nervous about this tooth fairy". So, we finally, decided to adopt my sister-in-law's tradition and told Emma to put her tooth in a glass of water and leave it in the kitchen. This way, we told her, the tooth fairy won't have to come into your room. phew. She was content with this and FINALLY went to bed .... only after writing the tooth fairy a sweet note explaining why her tooth was in the kitchen, in a glass, and not under her pillow in her room. :)

Emma directed her daddy in how to write the note to the tooth fairy.

conversations

While we were driving home from church tonight Emma and Myah were talking about how big God is. Here is what they said:

Myah: Emma, Jesus is bigger than EVERYONE "down here". And even in this car. Jesus is the
biggest.

Emma: Myah, do you think God is "down here"? He's not Myah. God is not "down here."
So, Myah who is the biggest "down here" now?

Myah: Daddy.

Emma: You never know, Myah. You never know.


I will have to do a follow-up conversation with Emma so she knows that, yes, in fact, God is "down here." :)


One more cute conversation with Emma:

Emma is procrastinating going to bed and asks me to come lay down with her for awhile because she has no one to talk to. I told her she could talk to Jesus. She smiled and said, "but, how come when I talk to Jesus, He just never talks back"? I told her He does talk back. He wrote us a very long letter and that's why mommy and daddy like to read the Bible. As she is headed off to bed, I hear her say, "God, so how many hairs are on my head?....God?.....HOW MANY HAIRS ARE ON MY HEAD"!?

Pumpkin Patch

Every year, since we have lived in Rome, the girls and I have gone to the Pumpkin Patch in Adairsville. The past couple years it has just been the girls, myself and Happy's Aunt "Poopie". Yes, there are some different names in the Peterson family. Let me answer your question, because I know you are wondering. Yes, the girls call her "Aunt Poopie". :) Apparently when Happy and his brother Aaron were little they couldn't pronounce her name and this is what came out. Needless to say, it has stuck all these years. We love her dearly and she spoils my girls so bad! Anyway, this year we were blessed that Daddy and Mi Mi (Happy's mom) were able to join us! It was a great time to be had by all.

On the hayride with Aunt Poopie

Ring em' Mi Mi!

Emma taking a little rest

The poor pregnant goat we saw. How rude!

Ya'll come back now ya here!

I Am a Promise

I sang this when I was a little girl in front of our church. Some of you may remember this old Bill Gaither tune. Emma says she wants to sing it in front of our church. Here is Myah singing it.

ladybug treats

The other day, I was given the opportunity to spend the day just with my Joy girl. Lately, I had been feeling like she and I needed some time alone. So, often, I feel like I am scolding Emma again and again. I wanted some time with her that was completely free of scoldings!! I told myself, just for the next few hours I am not going to correct her. I pondered what I could do with her that would make our time special and decided I would take her to the Honey Moon Bakery and let her pick out a cookie. She was so excited. We walked in and I told her to pick out which cookie she wanted. As she was looking at all the cookies a ladybug cupcake caught her eye. She said , "Oh mommy I want that ladybug cupcake." I replied, "Sweetheart, mommy said a cookie, not a cupcake" (I know that was kinda bordering correcting, but the cookies were a dollar and the cupcakes were $2.75). Then Emma said, "O.k. Mommy, but they sure are beautiful, aren't they?" I have to admit she melted my heart. She obeyed right away and with such a sweet attitude. I reminded myself that today was a special day. So, can you guess what kind of treat Emma got that day? And boy, did she LOVE it!