The Bell Family

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Kidisms

I pronounce your nutrition good:
Victoria: Does the milk in my tea tepniptly (technically) count as milk for the day?

That poor lady:
Me (reading): “Napoleon believed at that moment it was destiny for him to become great.”
C: What happened to Destiny? Did she die?
After a couple of us were picking on Victoria:
M: And she didn’t even hear any of it!
Victoria: Yes, I did! What’d you say?
Don’t stop at mostly dead:
Josiah: I’m going to kill Batman to death.
The first will be…first:
M: You’re better than me at this game.
Josiah: Yeah, I’m waaaaaay better!
Me: Are you way more humble, too?
Josiah: Yep!
It is not death to die:
Courtney: We’re going to Dad’s seminary cookout tonight.
C: Wait, who died???
Courtney: That would be cemetery, not seminary.
Anybody want a peanut?
Aiden: What are you eating, Mommy? Oh, a mint.
Court: Is that what you MEANT to say?
Aiden: Ha! That rhymes!

Making up sentences for a spelling test:
Me: Pounds. The boy weighed 100 pounds.
Josiah: 100 pounds?!!
Victoria: She’s just making up stories for spelling. A boy didn’t ACTUALLY weigh 100 pounds.

Seeing a drained pool:
Josiah: Is that filled with dry water?
I see humble Josiah:
Bill: I see cute Victoria, I see cute Aiden, I see cute Malcolm…
Josiah: Daddy, my name isn’t Malcolm!
We shall rename you “Guru”:
Victoria: Animals have to survive through winter, or else they die.
The kids had a book that played a song when opened:
Josiah: That song is so annoying.
Court: Says the boy who keeps playing it over and over.
Josiah: That’s because I like it!
He’s destined to be a math professor:
Aiden: Josiah, what’s 2+3?
Josiah: That easy! It’s four.
The kids drew names for Christmas gifts for each other. They were told to make a list of things they themselves wanted so their siblings would have some ideas:
Court: Did you give me a list of what you want or what Esther (the sibling she drew) wants?
Victoria: What Esther wants! I asked her.
Court: You were supposed to make a list of what you want.
Victoria: …tooooo give to Esther!
Court: No! You need to go make a list of things you want.
Victoria: But I want all those things!
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Ariana is 11!!!!

(We’re obviously a little late getting this up since her birthday was last month!)

Dear Ariana,

You beautiful, beautiful girl. How happy I am to celebrate you today! I feel like I’ve watched you grow more in the past year than any other of your years, and not just in height. Though Holy Guacamole, you’ve certainly grown a ton in that area, too. I think you’re only two inches shorter than me now, and wearing the same size shoe. Sigh.

I’ve see three big changes in you since this time last year. First, your faith has grown by leaps and bounds. You’re developing more of an awareness of your own sin and are more willing to confess it, sometimes on your own without being prompted. You love to help others understand Jesus, and the times your eyes fill with tears and your voice catches because you’re in awe of Him or you’re moved by others’ love for him or you hurt for those who are weak are the times you’re the most gorgeous. True beauty, not the artificial kind we work so hard for on the outside.

You’ve grown in maturity. You could almost run my house at this point. Cooking, cleaning, laundry, and just a general understanding of how the house works day to day. You know how to care for others well and have gotten to practice with some babysitting jobs, and you do it with skill. You care for others in your friendships, too, more often than not putting yourself last so others can have the best.

The third is how much you’ve become my friend. I’ve always loved any time I get with you, but as you’re growing, so are your conversations and the depth of your heart, and I find myself simply enjoying our talks and thinking of you at times more as a sister than a daughter. There are still a few years left before that transition is complete, but the glimpses of our relationship when you are a grown woman fill my heart with gladness.

One of the most encouraging things for me as a mother is watching how much you strive to be like me. I love you for it. But don’t cheapen your goals. God has gifted me with much grace, but it’s so so pitiful in comparison to him. Look to him more than you look to me as your example. You’ll see some of him in me, but you’ll also see plenty that should be in me. Focus your eyes on eternity, remembering always who you are, and laugh with joy. I’ll be standing beside you cheering you on every step of the way.

If this is what I’ve seen in the past year, I can only look with excitement to what’s coming in the next year. Rejoice in the Lord my sweet girl who’s quickly, so quickly, becoming a woman. Keep chasing after Jesus. He’s ready to welcome you at the finish line.

With deep love,
Mom and Dad

 

 


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Kidisms

It’s not cheating:
Miriam: You don’t have to use that part of the game.
Courtney: Yes, you do!
Miriam: No, I mean you don’t have to use it if you’re not going to follow the rules.

Ready for a hair commercial:
Liam: I was out of my shampoo, so I actually used three different kinds that were in the shower. But I really like the way my hair feels. It’s really soft!
Courtney: I bet you used conditioner. Did you?
Liam: No, I checked to make sure they all said “hair” on the bottle.

Liam talking about grades:
Liam: F stands for fail, right? Or maybe it stands for phenomenal!?
Courtney: If you think phenomenal starts with F, then you probably deserve that grade.

Demonstrating how much the little boys struggled with phonics:
Courtney: Josiah, what does “dumb” start with?
Josiah: (d)!!!
Me: Okay, Aiden, what does “Mom” start with?
Aiden: (b)!!!

Same difference:
M___: Do you have any hippie songs? You know, like with banjos?
Bill (confused for a couple of beats ): Do you mean hipster music?
M___: Yeah!!

Huh?
Bill: Miriam, why didn’t you change clothes like I told everyone to do?
Miriam: Oh, I didn’t hear you say that.
Bill: I guess I should expect at this point to have more and more times of kids claiming they didn’t hear me.
Miriam: What did you say?

The first time our newest daughter walked through our house:
C___: Wait! I thought you said there was a church in your house!!

Referring to Cain’s adversaries being punished seven times worse than he was:
Victoria: Why did God punish Abel [Cain] by making people pay $7 if they killed him?

After Esther got dish soap in her eye.
Bill: Well, go to Mr. Dan and have him spit in your eye. That should help.
Esther: I would rather go to Jesus than have that happen.

Talking about how old people were in the beginning of Genesis:
Victoria: Yeah, like our grandparents! They’re super old!!!

Discussing the differences between Apple and Android:
M___: I like Apple better
Courtney: So does Dad.
Josiah: I like bananas better!

She’s so popular…:
Victoria: Those people at the next table were talking about me. I know because they said, “Victoria’s secret.”

Dead-Beat Dad:
Bill: Didn’t I ban you from eating outside the other day?
Victoria (thinking): No, you abandoned me before that.

Trying to get Josiah to guess her password (which was “Batman”):
Victoria: What does Daddy really love?
Josiah: Mooooooooommmy!!!

In the herbivore family:
C___: Hey, look! A convertabore! [Convertible]


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Josiah Is 5!!!!!

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Dear Josiah,

It cannot be possible that my BABY is school-aged now!!! Nooooo!!!!

You have been a special little man from day one. You were a boy after a four-girl fast in our home, the first brother for a very eager Liam, making his dreams come true. While I was pregnant with you, we decided you’d be the last little babe to be grown inside me, so I treasured every second and paid more attention to every movement, knowing I’d never get that experience again.

Then you decided to show up early. Though I know the way you come into the world doesn’t reflect your personality at all, it still makes me smile to think about how it fits you. You come when you want and do things as you see fit, not necessarily the way the world thinks you should. But not in a defiant, prideful way. In a non-assuming, comfortable way that brings joy to you and, as a result, to those around you.

You may just be the happiest child I’ve ever known. Not a huge laugher, but with a grin a mile wide that’s almost always on display. You don’t feel the need to impress others or beg for their attention, yet you know just when others need some empathy. It takes a lot to get you to sit still for a good long snuggle, but the other day I was carrying much weight on my shoulders. My struggle wasn’t obvious to others, but you came right up and cuddled into me for almost an hour without moving. Daddy told me you simply knew I needed you. A little boy who doesn’t always pay attention to what’s going on around him yet who is so incredibly in-tune with those around him.

You are the baby, and with that comes some of the typical baby qualities. You don’t try for things as hard as the others because you’ve grown accustomed to those older than you doing everything for you. But you’re also not entitled. It just usually doesn’t occur to you that you have more ability than you think. My prayer for you is to grow in independence this year (even though my heart wants you to always need me!), seeing more areas you can do something because Christ has given you strength. But I also want you to keep that humble heart that isn’t afraid to ask others for help. That gets harder as you get older, and it’s a beautiful person who understands they need others.

You have the potential to have a strong, “why not?” kind of faith because of it. I desire for you to direct that faith to Jesus Christ, keeping your thoughts on him, not on screen time or playing outside or treat. Those are fine things to enjoy, but Jesus is so much finer. I believe you’re going to be a strong man of God, displaying a joy that is unexplainable, a joy I think you probably already have because of Jesus, a true child-like faith.

Your joy draws others to you without you even knowing it. I pray it draws others to Jesus in years soon to come.

I love you much, my little guy,

Mommy and Daddy