WETHERSTON WANDERINGS: In other news . . .

Tuesday, 22 July 2008

We're going to be a daddy and mummy!

Baby Wetherston is expected at the end of February 2009.

Debate is still open as to whether it will play for the Wallabies or Springboks . . .

Sam said...: WABALIES!
Can't wait to meet the little Wetherston!; 23 July 2008 at 7:52 pm
The Leoness said...: And what wonderful news that is!!! We are SO excited to hear there is a new addition to your family on the way. We'll be praying for you as you prepare for your new role as parents. What a blessing from the Lord! :); 24 July 2008 at 1:01 pm
Unknown said...: Hey LIz!
thanx for the post re: Ricky. Very cool. AND, congrats on the baby on board!!!!
Wow!!!!
much grace
-sam neylan; 6 August 2008 at 3:12 pm

Emma's Musings & Will's words

"Muskik" - music

"Speekool" - Playschool

"I can't like this one anymore" - referring to anything she doesn't want to eat, if she's had enough to eat, or if she is done with a particular toy.

"I'm a daughter of mummy and daddy . . .and William is a monkey"

"mummy you so proud of me" (gotta love potty training praise)

"William, did you know that Jesus died on the cross and rose again three days later?"

Mum, can I have some more "bluebabies"? (blueberries)

Mum: 'Emma eat your dinner'; E: 'But the spiders are eating my dinner . . .because they want some'.

E: "Mummy, where's daddy?" me: "Are you playing hide and seek?" E: "No. I'm playing HIDE!"

"ready I come...here or no-ot!"

E: "Lyle, what is that called?"; Lyle: "No Emma, you don't call me Lyle you call me Daddy." E: "But why does Liz call you Lyle?"

W: "Belly Butty!" (pointing to his belly button)

Will has begun running around the house with one armed raised yelling "Super-William!" (and super-mummy; super-daddy; super-Emma)

"Aminal" (which Emma says, instead of 'Animal')

"Mum, I prayed to Jesus by myself that I could be good like Him [smile]" - Emma (she humbles me).

E: "mass-of" (massive)

W: "easy peasy lemon juice!"

W: "Eeny meeny miney mo, catch a tiger, bite his toe..."

W: "mum, I winned you" (instead of beating me - why is everything a race with 3 year old boys?!)

Our 3 Blessings