tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37924046729633292742012-02-16T16:55:48.451-08:00John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.comBlogger1391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-19395913628492680272012-02-15T09:01:00.001-08:002012-02-15T09:31:23.716-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">I was looking forward to it snowing in Oklahoma this year. Now that Noah is 3 years old, I knew he would really enjoy it! Grammy bought him a good snow jacket and I found those ski bibs at the Etc. shop (thrift store) in town. He is all ready to go...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-blJ8T6uLYD4/TzvmKWifuoI/AAAAAAAABZw/-5HS2JA-xHg/s400/IMG_7000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709410018145581698" /><div style="text-align: center;">Luke was outfitted in a jacket that John wore when he was a little boy. Yea, I know he doesn't match...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ENbqtl2gjjs/TzvmLSFD36I/AAAAAAAABaE/3Ndy3MG9us0/s400/IMG_7006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709410034128248738" /><div style="text-align: center;">Playing in the snow...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUYVBg2KAyM/TzvmLimRvZI/AAAAAAAABaU/U27ITmghY-8/s400/IMG_7011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709410038562536850" /><div style="text-align: center;">I had to give Luke a ride before I took him in...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qyYtj9MUZ6Y/TzvmK8PtKrI/AAAAAAAABZ8/vDoOGXbyb20/s400/IMG_7002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709410028267317938" /><div style="text-align: center;">Noah and I made several snow balls and had a snow ball fight.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ds6r0oaGjM/Tzvn84vILHI/AAAAAAAABa0/hiIvH8UjYhY/s400/IMG_7012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709411985830456434" /><div style="text-align: center;"> Then he took his snow balls down the slide.</div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S_O_yR_fZKA/TzvmMbQxlQI/AAAAAAAABag/YlIP9PhtAV4/s400/IMG_7013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709410053773169922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">Sweet boy!</div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RrCI3NeXJd0/Tzvn8s9T_ZI/AAAAAAAABas/8fvfQHvlVXA/s400/IMG_7014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709411982668725650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">Noah really enjoyed the sled this year. He got it from Larry and Robin for his 2 year old birthday but wasn't too fond of it. But now that he is 3 he loved it...his favorite thing was to watch me ride down it and then as I rode down he would run and tackle me so we could wrestle in the snow. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">John and Noah also got some good snow to bring inside for snow ice cream. I typically make cookies and cream ice cream or butterfinger ice cream both with a milk base...our favorite. But, the 'ice base' for the snow ice ream was pretty good! I just made vanilla (with Mexican vanilla thanks to Grandma!) but it was great! Great memories with my sweet boys!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span ><u><br /></u></span><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-1939591362849268027?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-39589472724392925842012-02-11T19:07:00.000-08:002012-02-11T19:35:31.977-08:00I made beef enchiladas (Robin Jones recipe...thanks!) Saturday night and John mentioned that he had been waiting for them all week. I hadn't made them in a while; I just forgot about the recipe even though I have a complete excel list of all the recipes I do. They are all typed up in one notebook (yes, you should be jealous...I finally accomplished this cherished book after wanting to do it for years). I told him he should have mentioned he wanted me to cook beef enchiladas and I would have...easy as that. Of course at that point I asked him to go through my excel sheet and pick out some of his favorites that I don't do often enough (something a concerned wife who likes to please her husband in every way possible would have done before this prompting...here is your cue to ask your husband). He then goes through the list while smiling really big...Auntie Anne's Pretzels, fruit pizza, giant ginger cookies, pumpkin bread, sour cream cookies...<div><br /></div><div>OK. I meant main meals. He comments, "Oh." <div><br /></div><div>Sweet tooth. Yea! This is after I made double chocolate chip muffins that morning, 2 bags of peanut butter popcorn on Thursday, white chocolate macadamia nut cookies (love my new recipe-my favorite!) on Monday, and white chocolate chip Oreo cookies (thanks Pinterest!) on the Friday before that. And he is asking for more. Sweet tooth....can I say that again? Sweet tooth. But I don't have any complaints! I love baking and eating it just as much as him! If you ever need sweets we probably have something! Just give me a call!</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-3958947272439292584?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-70695030275383007402012-01-23T12:36:00.000-08:002012-01-23T18:31:06.762-08:00That was my night night. Luke my 10 1/2 month old still sleeps like a newborn...yes, a newborn...STILL being the key word explaining the fact that I haven't slept well in over a year. Yes, over a year!<div><br /></div><div>It all starts when you are pregnant and the baby is laying on or kicking your bladder. If you are not up every hour using the restroom, you are turning over (if you can actually manage to turn over) because your hips are expanding and aching. So the last couple or more months of pregnancy...sleep is already a distant memory. It is a great way for God to prepare you for the baby's arrival! I looked back in my log and noticed I got 4 hours total the last 3 nights before Luke arrived. Yes, 4! Now 10 1/2 months later, I am still not sleeping. I have gone over 30 different reasons why Luke still sleeps like newborn. I've read articles, I've listened to advice, and I've tried many, many things. A few times in Luke's life, he has only woken up once. Right before he got the cold he has now, he did it two days in a row...then got a cold from me that I got from John. Before that was on vacation but that was only because he was extremely exhausted from traveling all day and getting to bed hours late. Before that was a few days before thanksgiving...and then he got a cold at thanksgiving. Before that it was in Mesquite in September. Then we came home, kept him in the pack-n-play thinking he liked it instead of his crib...didn't work. And he only did it a couple other times before Sept.<div><br /></div><div>Q: Why do I remember those cherished nights? </div><div>A: The answer is the same...10...1215...330...545...7...830<br /><div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"></div><div>Q:Why do I lay in bed for up to 2 hours trying to fall asleep?</div><div>A: 10...1215...330...545...7...830</div><div><br /></div><div>Q: Why have I forgotten how to sleep?</div><div>A:10...1215...330...545...7...830</div><div><br /></div><div>Q: Why does it take me 2 to 3 different times in the night to get 4 or 5 hours of sleep over the last year?</div><div>A:10...1215...330...545...7...830 </div><div><br /></div><div>Q: Why can I not shut my brain off knowing the world will revolve without me awake?</div><div>A:10...1215...330...545...7...830 </div><div><br /></div><div>Q: Why do I eat at least once and often twice in the middle of the night?</div><div>A:10...1215...330...545...7...830 </div><div><br /></div><div>Q: Why do I hear phantom cries when Luke is actually sleeping?</div><div>A:10...1215...330...545...7...830 </div><div><br /></div><div>Q:How can I walk through the dark house at night and not bump into any toys?</div><div>A:10...1215...330...545...7...830 </div><div><br /></div><div>Q: Why do I wonder if he is alive and go in and check on him when he sleeps longer than 5 hours?</div><div><div>A:10...1215...330...545...7...830</div></div><div><br /></div><div>Q: Why do I like to stay away from anyone who is sick?</div><div>A:10...1215...330...545...7...830 </div><div><br /></div><div>Q: How have I survived 10...1215...330...545...7...830?</div><div>A: Only by God's grace! He is the Sustainer! Praise God for being in control and letting me lean on Him! Only by Him can anyone survive a year like this!</div><div><br /></div><div>OK, so Luke doesn't sleep this bad every night...but almost! He typically sleeps 4 or 5 hours at the beginning of the night...which doesn't do me any good unless I went to bed at 8pm. Which leaves me NO time with John or to do anything without one of my boys present in a 24 hours period. Like read the Bible, take a shower...something for me. I've even tried it and cannot fall asleep before 10 or 1030....why? 10...1215...330...545...7...830. Then he wakes up every 2, 3, or 4 hours. So, I am at a loss. Lately, I have changed my prayers from 'Lord, teach Luke to fall asleep on his own, back alseep on his own when he doesn't need to eat, teach him to turn around in his bed when he hits the end instead of standing up, and comfort him'....to 'Lord, work a miracle in his life.' I believe it would be nothing short of that for him to sleep well! Pray with me please!</div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you all for reading. Sometimes you just have to share your experiences. I am sure you can agree with me that it is a miracle that God has sustained me and kept me sane with little sleep. To God be the glory!</div><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7069503027538300740?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-66630411332955761002012-01-09T09:28:00.000-08:002012-01-12T19:53:36.489-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">We had a blast celebrating Noah's 3rd birthday! I was pretty excited about his party since this is the first one where he really knows what is going on. I talked over several themes with him. He loved most of the ideas. I decided upon Toy Story since that is one of his favorite movies right now...besides Bambi of course! The only thing he could tell me that he wanted was a candle! We certainly had candles! I bought a Buzz candle with a rocket ship on it. I haven't used it yet but plan on making him a cup cake so he can practice blowing out the candle. He wasn't interested in doing that at the party.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">We had a great time. I tried my best to prepare for the party but we've been gone, packing, unpacking, and cleaning clothes since about a week and 1/2 before Christmas. We had his party on Jan. 7th. He is a New Years baby! I guess he will always get to celebrate his birthday over several weeks since we probably will not have a party on the 24th. My preparation took longer than most parties because I planned on making some cardboard box creations. I saw the idea on Pinterest and loved it. I am all about free entertainment even it is involves a little elbow grease! I am upset that I didn't get any pictures before the party. Totally forgot and was engrossed in the moment. As I always am...I am not know for being great and taking pictures! But here are some pictures of the party after the fact...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TYvFUS4m-uk/TwsmlPy7E3I/AAAAAAAABZc/HiRln1lx5pI/s400/IMG_6944.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695688575077258098" /><div><div style="text-align: center;">I decorated the tables with army men, letter blocks, toy story characters such as buzz, woody, potato heads, legos, cars, made signs for Pizza Planet pizza, etc. We had Pizza, cupcakes, Woody sugar cookie badges, fruit kaboobs, and Buzz lightyear green punch.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9RCpsAF5zs/TwsmksGRhZI/AAAAAAAABZM/l_vdsLPEuh0/s400/IMG_6943.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695688565494744466" /><div style="text-align: center; ">Here is Sheriff Woody's office and Buzz's Space Portal...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BVf3Owp-4Io/TwsmkJ5smMI/AAAAAAAABZA/JUYk4QK_Wr4/s400/IMG_6946.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695688556315187394" /><div style="text-align: center; ">I also made two of these space ships to 'ride' and a rocket. Kids loved them.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dX5C3lxsJ40/Twsmj5F0f9I/AAAAAAAABY0/G4tbBiYouz0/s400/IMG_6942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695688551802634194" /><div style="text-align: center; ">We had a bunch of other toys laying around to play with too including a Toy Story punching bag.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu2Y_zsWOow/TwsmjXpqrxI/AAAAAAAABYo/QL5Pgj8yL80/s400/IMG_6940.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695688542826180370" /><div style="text-align: center; ">The horse was a hit! The kids rode it...some chose to wear the cowboy hat. We also had a hulla hoop and played Lasso Bulsey. So glad John's Mom saved that horse from when he was a little boy. Noah loves it too!</div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cZeg31oyJ0M/Tw3tHuoE_FI/AAAAAAAABZk/ab_Jn0GwL60/s400/IMG_6945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696469820724542546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><div style="text-align: center; ">Here is the presents table...after the fact. I put the goody bags in the wagon for the kids on the way out.</div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1MlWiSOExIE/TwslPtffBHI/AAAAAAAABYc/FgHN5Cdfoxo/s400/IMG_6938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695687105580041330" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><div style="text-align: center; ">Here is Noah checking out his cool new toys...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mRgl7CsTqMc/TwslO219m2I/AAAAAAAABYU/CLJtr_X2KzM/s400/IMG_6937.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695687090910370658" /><div style="text-align: center; ">New bike from Grammy and Pop! Yea!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h7Mxibp8XQo/TwslORHWnqI/AAAAAAAABYE/v33JlvwxPfY/s400/IMG_6936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695687080782765730" /><div style="text-align: center; ">We also had a Mr. Potato coloring contest! The 'older kids' even got involved!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tgoIKS2ZOyg/TwslN1EH2hI/AAAAAAAABX4/SvkjqRBq6jU/s400/IMG_6933.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695687073253022226" /><div style="text-align: center; "> Noah picked the winner! Congrats Skyler!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A last view of the party...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XVKgr32JE8M/TwslNkZBBbI/AAAAAAAABXs/CsMm7YrMVHc/s400/IMG_6931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695687068777252274" /><div style="text-align: center;">Very fun! Love you Noah! You are such a big boy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-6663041133295576100?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-84827592378079765132012-01-08T13:48:00.000-08:002012-01-08T20:50:06.253-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">This was our first motor home vacation! We had plans to cheer on the Cowboys at the Fiesta Bowl in Glendale, Arizona as well as go skiing at Santa Fe. I was thrilled about taking the boys without worrying about entertaining them in a car seat for 14 hours plus. Nice! I think the boys were pretty excited about going too...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gBSXQMdYF0k/TwppzlVCcpI/AAAAAAAABXg/b2QsbY1Ps60/s400/IMG_6926.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695481013678011026" /><div style="text-align: center;">Pop, Luke, and I got out at this look-out. Grammy was hanging out with Noah in the back bed while he took his afternoon nap. It was beautiful lookout (although I didn't get a picture of the lookout because of the sun shinning) and Pop bought Grammy and I beautiful necklaces from this Indian lady. She did an excellent job with all her work.</div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qRssxzLAVGY/TwoQRvczgKI/AAAAAAAABVo/AWIsAAMsVCA/s400/IMG_6928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695382575744516258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mE7WXACvwd4/TwoQ_OO48WI/AAAAAAAABV0/aTVHFgKLp4c/s400/IMG_6930.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695383357101764962" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt56uMocW-w/TwoQQxVTRMI/AAAAAAAABVQ/OntrRamD63w/s1600/IMG_6925.JPG"></a><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt56uMocW-w/TwoQQxVTRMI/AAAAAAAABVQ/OntrRamD63w/s1600/IMG_6925.JPG"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt56uMocW-w/TwoQQxVTRMI/AAAAAAAABVQ/OntrRamD63w/s1600/IMG_6925.JPG" style="text-align: left; "></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">After a full day of traveling, we got out to eat at Golden Corral. Noah had his first experience with cotton candy. He is funny about weird textures and wasn't a fan of the treat...he went back for ice cream.</div><img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYBTopwDfRE/TwoQQoXFrJI/AAAAAAAABVA/9UChvjTHVRs/s400/Noah%2Bcotton%2Bcandy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695382556661623954" /><div style="text-align: center;">Luke also got a little taste of ice cream thanks to Pop...learning to love their grandparents for one of many reasons! </div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt56uMocW-w/TwoQQxVTRMI/AAAAAAAABVQ/OntrRamD63w/s1600/IMG_6925.JPG" style="text-align: center; "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBpTFAHzt60/TwoQQeFfEWI/AAAAAAAABU4/rh9i5RfPsV4/s400/luke%2Beating%2Bon%2Btrip.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695382553903436130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The boys also highly enjoyed moving in and out of the hotels every night. The cart was a hit every where we went. Noah loved climbing to the top and riding trying to give Mommy a scare and Luke just walked around it trying to climb on.</div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yDxl20k7l5Y/TwpkSjAB1AI/AAAAAAAABWI/sR1V3P-lcRI/s400/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695474948559197186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">On Sunday, John flew out (thanks for Grammy's airline miles!) to meet us in Glendale, Az. He stayed to preach at church on Sunday instead of leaving on Friday with us. Monday, we took Noah to a place called Jump Street. It was so neat. They had so much to do and it only cost $4 to get in! Mommy and Daddy got to play as much as we wanted too!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This was a really big slide. John, Noah, and I all flew down it so fast. It went up to the ceiling! So cool!</div><img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jp5ouKZC6Tw/TwplWmb9EII/AAAAAAAABXI/VLwZvcfrZts/s400/photo%2B%252812%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695476117712736386" /><div style="text-align: center;">These long trampolines went up the wall. Very neat! These were the smaller ones for the younger children. They have another bigger set for older kids. They also had a maze, a dodge ball trampoline court, a tramp that went off into a pit, etc. Neat place to say the least!!!</div><img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVIin6z5Ovg/TwplWWS3SxI/AAAAAAAABW8/FsFbwOTCOmY/s400/photo%2B%252811%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695476113379642130" /><div style="text-align: center;">Here is our family picture at the game. This was the first full football game for the boys. We've taken Noah to about a quarter of a game before and he was very disinterested and wanted to run around. I wasn't sure how he would do at this game. But the boys did so well. Luke slept the whole first half (minus the last minute) and Noah was entertained the whole time (not really by the game). He ate popcorn, a hot dog, had a sucker, played games on the I-Phone, etc. It was such a fun game. A great memory for us! </div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2YhVcEpsQY/TwoQRWnMJbI/AAAAAAAABVc/vUpCdJtuXoE/s400/OSU%2Bbowl%2Bgame.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695382569077188018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">Noah really liked the mascots and the band.</div><img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H4tZ2XldtfM/TwpkUe3AhUI/AAAAAAAABWw/dHc5sv-wRPc/s400/photo%2B%25289%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695474981807359298" /><div style="text-align: center;">Luke had fun playing with Great Grandpa. It was so sweet seeing them play together. I will cherish that for a long time. I just had to have a picture of their hands meeting. So sweet! Love you Grandpa!</div><img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ2OMvH5ci4/TwpkUBVeBcI/AAAAAAAABWk/mpdabtTBeSA/s400/photo%2B%25286%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695474973882058178" /><div style="text-align: center;">On the way home, we stopped at Denny's and a sweet lady made Noah a monkey! She did such a great job. Her husband and her (as well as another couple) both moved there to be missionaries. They do this on the side for a ministry and to supplement their income. So cool! Great entertainment for the kids while waiting!</div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwol1Sa4M40/TwpkSW5AVKI/AAAAAAAABWA/wJKE0rPcFpk/s400/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695474945308513442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">The next morning we drove to Santa Fe to ski! John and I had a great time. I hadn't gone in a couple years because I was pregnant with Luke last Christmas. Grammy and Pop watched the boys while we had a blast! We hope to take Noah next year when I is 4. I bet he will love it! Loved the views...God you are amazing! What a beautiful creation!</div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hpgfsy_FuA/TwpkSiHqpiI/AAAAAAAABWY/81clYGxW0Po/s400/photo%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695474948322797090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">I love skiing! It was such a warm beautiful day! The runs were great and they had even more snow than Colorado! What a fun time! Looking forward to the next ski trip already!</div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZy5PIAQyGc/TwplW7nzaDI/AAAAAAAABXU/iZp9XsQsJvk/s400/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695476123399579698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks Grammy and Pop! We had such a good time! </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8482759237807976513?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-23887341080037052582011-12-25T13:27:00.000-08:002011-12-25T14:10:33.171-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left; ">My little man turned 3! Wow, cannot believe it! It seems like just yesterday when he was brought to us in the hospital in a stocking! He was born at 10:38 pm on Christmas Eve after 21 1/2 hours of labor. Absolutely loved holding him after his birth. What a blessing straight from God!</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F789P6RJ0s0/TveZjATT_RI/AAAAAAAABT8/2FNx0gn1e9E/s400/Birth%2Bstocking.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690185480861383954" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left; ">He has brought so much joy to our lives.</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5t-E2AcSgOo/TveXU78Qo3I/AAAAAAAABSk/30ZKTqvJjFY/s400/babynoah.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690183040149529458" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left; ">He is joyful,</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75RcEglLTG0/TveXUivVL4I/AAAAAAAABSE/UgWPPW8jOGo/s400/baby%2Bnoah%2Blaugh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690183033384415106" /><div style="text-align: center;">handsome,</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7ZREqkYLTw/TveXUjm3haI/AAAAAAAABSQ/iMSHLgk5MVs/s400/little%2Bman%2Bnoah.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690183033617352098" /><div style="text-align: center;">active (please let me out!),</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ap5iBpoF3ts/TveXil5CDmI/AAAAAAAABTI/I4fjoSF8zzM/s400/wanting%2Boutside.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690183274748579426" /><div style="text-align: center;">full of adventure,</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QNr8OrJGgGI/TveXijqZn7I/AAAAAAAABTA/-mOm2b3GavI/s400/snowing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690183274150338482" /><div style="text-align: center;">full of fun,</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuP3oepF8Yo/TveXU2RNubI/AAAAAAAABSY/dC74zUsAKMU/s400/park%2Bvisit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690183038626806194" /><div style="text-align: center;">so sweet,</div></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eFL8JnCwbU/TveXVE8JwBI/AAAAAAAABSw/-gIxw4b_M1U/s400/red%2Bshirt%2Bnoah.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690183042564997138" /><div style="text-align: center;">a perfectionist,</div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYE-6tEh8Z0/Tvecb3-kT1I/AAAAAAAABUI/NzO6mkQMfGY/s400/Pics%2B275.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690188656902688594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">smart(working on #4),</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q9QyHd-cyoc/TveengmlyiI/AAAAAAAABUs/5cEh_5BKPmk/s400/Pics%2B536.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690191055809792546" /><div style="text-align: center;">full of an imagination,</div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RF3YNaB_POI/TveccOHcm_I/AAAAAAAABUU/9B1ysBmGGdg/s400/Pics%2B586.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690188662845512690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">and full of love!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SyU2arde9FE/Tveeng7ZCYI/AAAAAAAABUg/DBuZ-SbWctw/s400/Pics%2B588.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690191055897037186" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Love you my sweet boy!</div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-2388734108003705258?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-77186577302747741892011-12-25T13:03:00.000-08:002011-12-25T13:20:55.397-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left; ">Luke had his first hair cut yesterday, on his big brother's 3rd birthday! What an eventful day!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left; ">I've always cut Noah's hair. He has gotten one professional cut and it costs $18 and it took her 5 minutes...not going to do that again!!! I may not do the most professional job but I am certainly not spending that kind of money for all three of the males in my life to get hair cuts...I cut them all myself. I will say Luke was pretty difficult though! Noah is pretty still as he watches TV but Luke's wasn't so interested. I tried to turn a Baby Einstein on but it didn't work. I got all around his head well but cutting the line around his ears and neck wasn't pretty difficult with a twitching child...reminded me of Buddy the Elf at the doctors office!</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kgyyZ4TdnCc/TveRbKwCl9I/AAAAAAAABRg/zYO4g7DZbtE/s400/Pics%2B674.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690176550134257618" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left; ">Here is the handsome boy!</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlNzeDCBKM4/TveRbYo-QHI/AAAAAAAABRs/wjPzfxBlM6g/s400/Pics%2B675.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690176553862709362" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left; ">He looks so much older! Where did my baby go?</span></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRJr7hkX6i0/TveRb5VXuaI/AAAAAAAABR4/3x1NaSt5dEs/s400/Pics%2B681.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690176562638862754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span ><u><br /></u></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span ><u><br /></u></span></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7718657730274774189?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-25679388762301955222011-12-05T13:03:00.001-08:002011-12-05T18:32:43.282-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ikPtOUXCm6E/Tt18fzMVsxI/AAAAAAAABRU/6_4M1C01nV4/s1600/Pics%2B619.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ikPtOUXCm6E/Tt18fzMVsxI/AAAAAAAABRU/6_4M1C01nV4/s400/Pics%2B619.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682835190571184914" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Luke was 9 months yesterday! He is such a joy! I love him so!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Updates on Luke...</div><div style="text-align: center;">-he eats pretty good. I do have to be a bit deceptive with some of his vegetable servings like mixing in applesauce. His favorites are still cereal (breast milk with oatmeal) and any meats. He has taken one bottle of 3 oz. when he was really hungry and I was gone. He is not a fan of the bottle! But, I guess I know that he'll survive if Jesus takes me home!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-he is over his separation anxiety. I am still his favorite but he is letting others hold him and play with him now. And thankfully not needing me all night long.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-he loves hugs, snuggling, and rocking. He is very loving and full of joy! Such a happy boy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-he is increasingly more interested in Noah and what he is doing. He is starting to try to get in the mix while John and Noah are wrestling.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-loves taking a bath in the big bath and especially when Noah is in there! He just giggles and talks the whole time!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-he is still a bad sleeper. Right before Thanksgiving he had actually slept until 4 or 5 for a few days. I was loving it! But then he got a cold and ear infection from all the drainage and has been sleeping bad again. But now I have hope that he will sleep well one day soon and I will one day get decent sleep again. It has been way too long!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-his favorite thing to say is 'dada' but also says other things like 'mama.' He mostly likes to fake laugh like his big brother. They laugh often but I guess they feel the need to fake laugh too. So full of joy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-lately his favorite thing to do to show off is give me a high five or flex his muscles. He loves flexing his muscles after we say 'strong.' He is soooo proud after he does it too! So cute!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-he has had 8 teeth for a few weeks now. I am sure the next will pop through any time now. I sure would love a break though!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-he has become quite the professional cruiser. He walks all along the walls and all through out the house. Dangerous!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-his favorite mission is sticking his hands in the toilet. He loves playing in the water. I am thankful he loves his bath but now a fan of this past time!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-he likes to follow his brother every where and even tries to crawl or walk in his walker to his room while Noah is napping. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-he has become extremely hard to change-whether it be his diaper or clothes. He just wants to turn over and crawl or stand up ALWAYS!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-he also still loves pulling my hair and trying to eat it. He is always playing with my hair and sometimes his!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Luke, you are such a joy! I love you more everyday!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-2567938876230195522?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-36307477833132367732011-11-12T18:06:00.000-08:002011-11-12T19:21:32.730-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Thanks Grammy! Noah thought is was so neat that they matched!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YW0LQOSeE04/Tr8nvbwJAtI/AAAAAAAABLI/Qrx-1GBX4do/s400/Pics%2B612.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674297751367123666" /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6BmtnoWH5gw/Tr8nu7YPGqI/AAAAAAAABK4/25GRgesS8xo/s1600/Pics%2B608.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6BmtnoWH5gw/Tr8nu7YPGqI/AAAAAAAABK4/25GRgesS8xo/s400/Pics%2B608.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674297742676925090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0YWH5uqMfA/Tr8ntx4HdcI/AAAAAAAABKw/T8Kc65itJ64/s1600/Pics%2B607.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kAP8B67qGw8/Tr8ntK1g1UI/AAAAAAAABKg/bakYPmxxAjc/s400/Pics%2B605.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674297712466515266" /></a></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFJmhVOIYVk/Tr8ns_vkSwI/AAAAAAAABKU/HIyoB4TMWSc/s400/Pics%2B602.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674297709488786178" /><div style="text-align: center;">They bless my heart! Love them!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-3630747783313236773?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-23752187421233797982011-11-09T13:14:00.000-08:002011-11-09T13:33:41.740-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Grammy gave Noah some new Thomas stickers and he had a blast with them. It was a really neat pack with lots of trains, people, trees, etc. He was so proud of his creation...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vHxJSyCUgI/TrruwBjjMII/AAAAAAAABKE/hd0rq5QPQuI/s400/Pics%2B601.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673109189445234818" /><div style="text-align: center;">So handsome, joyful, smart, full of energy, and love. Love that boy!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9t6UCI7y5Tc/Trruu2MEPrI/AAAAAAAABJ4/v2tuRJ0_yrk/s400/Pics%2B600.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673109169214078642" /><div style="text-align: center;">Earlier that day, we had a picnic. "Just me and you," as Noah would say.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NVweqq3v9dg/Trrus40TRqI/AAAAAAAABJU/IN5Oo2KCMio/s400/Pics%2B597.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673109135559968418" /><div style="text-align: center;">My plate is the one on the bottom... apparently he thinks I eat a lot.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He is always counting things out with his fingers. He has seen John and I do it and absolutely loves the fact that he has mastered the art. The first picnic picture was a '1' and now '2' </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8BUAd1lzOag/TrrutA-0gYI/AAAAAAAABJg/Xsd-vFuG8wo/s400/Pics%2B598.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673109137751572866" /><div style="text-align: center;">and here is '4.' I guess I missed the '3.'</div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7eR0AM6xqCA/TrruuonXfNI/AAAAAAAABJs/SYv60b8L-mM/s400/Pics%2B599.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673109165570489554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">So proud! Love him! He is so smart and learning leaps and bounds. He is maturing well and it finally seems that he is learning things that I have told him 1,000,000 times. I continue to pray for patience each day as I train them in the way they should go. God is good! I am so blessed. My heart is full of love for those precious boys! And I of course I am so in love their Daddy! I am so blessed!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-2375218742123379798?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-2840161223367249642011-11-03T14:39:00.000-07:002011-11-03T18:57:10.310-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I truly enjoy seeing John teach Noah many things. I had to get this 'class' on camera. Daddy holding for Noah has he learns to kick the ball...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn2AaPmLOeU/TrMLtd6EfZI/AAAAAAAABIs/jtiIL5HzID8/s400/Pics%2B592.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670889231539797394" /><div style="text-align: center;">Good job Noah!!!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uhGaiJ3ELpA/TrMLtutREVI/AAAAAAAABI8/zhJYY8me7TA/s400/Pics%2B591.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670889236049498450" /><div style="text-align: center;">Noah wanted to take his turn at holding for Daddy...</div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWMTF1pChN4/TrMLuSrNrwI/AAAAAAAABJI/_ajKJqhR8Cs/s400/Pics%2B594.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670889245704564482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">I love seeing how Noah perfectly copies the things we teach him at times. Sometimes that can be scary...praying he remembers the good and throws out our sinful displays!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Noah and I do many different things to play 'school'...today we wrote our letters and numbers in shaving cream. Here is our number 2...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YkXuavpQOFk/TrMLslC_YHI/AAAAAAAABIY/usPgbk0LbRM/s400/Pics%2B584.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670889216276390002" /><div style="text-align: center;">His attention span only lasts so long. He had a little fun after that :)</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DRRj3Udo6AM/TrMLs6NJU8I/AAAAAAAABIk/VouD11zpBCg/s400/Pics%2B586.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670889221956129730" /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uhGaiJ3ELpA/TrMLtutREVI/AAAAAAAABI8/zhJYY8me7TA/s1600/Pics%2B591.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-284016122336724964?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-41466478918840556182011-11-03T13:55:00.000-07:002011-11-04T08:51:53.014-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">My baby is 8 months old! I cannot believe it! He is running through his milestones like crazy! He is a cruiser...crawling to everything he can, pulling up, and stepping around it.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5M2vR9Yy0NA/TrMAs3W9haI/AAAAAAAABH0/MJB5mycoSx8/s400/Pics%2B579.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670877126564087202" /><div style="text-align: center;">He tries to get to his brother any chance he can. Although it is normally not too hard because Noah loves playing with him and it is normally right there.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hjbSBylq644/TrMAtHL2GaI/AAAAAAAABIA/gO_VlitNWCg/s400/Pics%2B581.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670877130812430754" /><div style="text-align: center;">You are still as sweet as ever, always willing to give a smile. You absolutely are in love with me. You crawl, crawl over, pull up, cry, and do whatever you can to get to me. It is sweet. I cannot get enough hugs and kisses from you...at other times, I would like to get some sleep. Nights are still rough around here. It is a good night when I get 5 hours of sleep and typically it takes 3 different times at night after feeding you, etc. to get that. But as soon as you say Mama, give me a smile, and squeeze my neck I again forget I've been slept deprived for over 10 months...yes, even in the womb.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You still will not take a bottle but you are doing well eating food. I can tell you belong to the Woogie family with your sweet tooth. You love fruits and do most veggies besides peas and some squash. I think you are weirded out by certain textures like your brother and Daddy. Your favorite is breastmilk in your cereal.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You love your Daddy. You love to play with him, smile him, snuggle with him, and grab his face. I hope you continue to look up to him and want to reflect your life after him as he does after Christ.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You got sick for the first time over the last month and are just about over it. I thought you were sick a few months ago but you were teething. You got your first ear infection and possible a viral infection. I think it was mostly due to your 7th tooth that came in. Can we take a break from that now??? Over all, I am so grateful for how healthy you've been. One sickness in 8 months...cannot ask for more. You are a little miracle from God!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Noah thought it would be great to sit with you and hold hands....so sweet!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zsIAUvAQp9o/TrMAtvbgtLI/AAAAAAAABIM/7eZ5TptzBvE/s400/Pics%2B587.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670877141615555762" /><div style="text-align: center;">Love you Luke! I am so blessed to be your Mommy. Check out those sweet boys. I am so grateful!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-4146647891884055618?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-76226888881903660742011-11-01T13:57:00.000-07:002011-11-02T08:40:09.448-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">It is neat to see Noah and Luke doing more together. Noah is enjoying Luke increasingly as he learns to do more physically and now as he says Dada and Mama...love his sweet voice. He talks back with him and asks him to play with him. Noah asked Luke to come into the box with him...Luke was all for it because he is wanting to do everything Noah does.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hBAzAORAoWE/TrBeuBnsKYI/AAAAAAAABHo/sqrPVXIsb4I/s400/Pics%2B567.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670136075661355394" /><div style="text-align: center;">He made it!!!</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iKA4-8jkQVg/TrBeszWvg_I/AAAAAAAABHc/kYZvDgSgT-4/s1600/Pics%2B566.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iKA4-8jkQVg/TrBeszWvg_I/AAAAAAAABHc/kYZvDgSgT-4/s400/Pics%2B566.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670136054652306418" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Since the boys have been sick, we did not go trick-or-treating...glad I didn't buy any costumes! Noah was going to be Woody (found it at a thrift store last year and he wore it for our church game night) and Luke was going to be Pooh (a friend let us borrow it.) Since they missed out on that, we thought we would make the night special in another way. We had the boys take a bath together for the first time. Until now, Luke has been taking one in the kitchen where we would place his baby bath. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Luke is just looking at me thinking...Mom, are you crazy...in here with Noah...I will never survive...Noah is thinking....he,he,he...this is so much fun!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6wioF0IV26Q/TrBeEWzd-GI/AAAAAAAABG4/R5azVqVI8ro/s400/Pics%2B573.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670135359793395810" /><div style="text-align: center;">Strategically placing the trains...</div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpPfzHM-QbQ/TrBeEjcBcvI/AAAAAAAABHE/qYwItibO7J8/s400/Pics%2B575.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670135363184718578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">And this is where Noah had a thought that it would be great to dive into the water...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OvWZ5Hm7j0/TrBeFNZG7AI/AAAAAAAABHQ/rc7rT4Tz5GY/s400/Pics%2B576.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670135374446783490" /><div style="text-align: center;">And that is when the bath ended with Luke falling in the water, hitting his head, pulling up on the side of the tub crying for me to come get him...it was bound to happen.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am looking forward to many more baths and activities that they can enjoy together. Fun times!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7622688888190366074?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-11416006748383643952011-10-29T12:53:00.000-07:002011-10-29T13:04:31.704-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Shhh! Don't tell! Luke is enjoying Noah's HIGHLY treasured fire truck while Noah is napping. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AoO-rLp0L58/TqxbES45fnI/AAAAAAAABGs/auwlY0EI11I/s400/Pics%2B572.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669006160300703346" /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LfDnDfKSboQ/TqxbEDlbAkI/AAAAAAAABGg/3mppvHLeYdE/s1600/Pics%2B571.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LfDnDfKSboQ/TqxbEDlbAkI/AAAAAAAABGg/3mppvHLeYdE/s400/Pics%2B571.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669006156192481858" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFZ-Z3nKeUg/TqxbDPZuPDI/AAAAAAAABGU/0St3GcUt4P0/s1600/Pics%2B569.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFZ-Z3nKeUg/TqxbDPZuPDI/AAAAAAAABGU/0St3GcUt4P0/s400/Pics%2B569.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669006142184766514" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTql1GpBD2A/TqxbC0rR7MI/AAAAAAAABGI/7iefJHFV_KI/s1600/Pics%2B568.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTql1GpBD2A/TqxbC0rR7MI/AAAAAAAABGI/7iefJHFV_KI/s400/Pics%2B568.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669006135010651330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">He sees Noah traveling on it all day and he finally got his hands on it! Lovin' it! I guess we will have to find another vehicle for Luke to call his own.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-1141600674838364395?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-26100030372848221842011-10-18T18:23:00.001-07:002011-10-18T18:30:43.809-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Standing...seriously... </div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cktRgiUKyAQ/Tp4m9LGDgqI/AAAAAAAABF8/1r5A42gOxH0/s400/Pics%2B564.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665008213670724258" /><div style="text-align: center;">I was making his dinner...mashed up turkey...yum! I looked around the corner and Luke was standing. What? He only learned to 'stand up on his knees' two days ago. He isn't even 7 1/2 months yet. Where did my baby go? He was so proud!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-2610003037284822184?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-86487623004052647162011-10-18T12:58:00.000-07:002011-11-12T18:46:33.143-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Found this post today and realized I never posted it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Several Saturday's ago we went to the pumpkin festival. We really enjoyed it! Noah enjoyed a few different activities! We saw Woody...</div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NOZSz4xyUdU/Tp3b0ZdhsaI/AAAAAAAABFw/BSOxWRT16Lg/s400/Pics%2B557.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664925599536361890" /><div style="text-align: center;">and Buzz...</div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bZ4oM1JlXnk/Tp3b0Ag_6EI/AAAAAAAABFk/sJ1qinmsb98/s400/Pics%2B556.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664925592840038466" /><div style="text-align: center;">He got to bounce in a couple different bounce houses.</div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RTvdXDIV_0E/Tp3bzfiP9oI/AAAAAAAABFc/1nlkRad-YwM/s400/Pics%2B554.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664925583986914946" /><div style="text-align: center;">And enjoyed a barrel train ride...</div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N-twGZtgg_k/Tp3by0alTUI/AAAAAAAABFA/-TZ3SSPvqdU/s400/Pics%2B550.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664925572412034370" /><div style="text-align: center;">We were not sure if Noah would come back but the driver went around the square and did bring our child back. :)</div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IA59lfIO0kI/Tp3by-qwVtI/AAAAAAAABFM/vJ9lxtDD_aY/s400/Pics%2B552.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664925575164221138" /><div style="text-align: center;">There was a four wheeler who rode up a ramp, flew over many vehicles, and landed on a ramp after doing various things in the air. Noah thought that was pretty neat but hoping he forgets that because he is NEVER allowed on a motorcycle of any sort; especially one that flies through the air!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I enjoyed the food most. I had a turkey leg, funnel cake, and Dr. Pepper. I was thankful Noah declined sharing the turkey leg with me (I had to share with him at the fair) but would have shared if someone insisted. I was glad they had funnel cakes too since I hadn't had one in a couple years.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was a great time to spend with the family. I guess I didn't get any photos of Luke but love all my men!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8648762300405264716?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-78813536068070415312011-10-18T12:47:00.000-07:002011-10-18T12:56:33.310-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Luke crawled over to the table yesterday and found him like this...</div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zkIoXVbPNb0/Tp3Yz7U7P5I/AAAAAAAABEw/sta3Zz9Ccng/s400/Pics%2B562.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664922292912340882" /><div style="text-align: center;">He sees brother walking around and wants to figure out how to do it! Look at that guilty face! He is growing up so fast...only 7 months!</div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HoxGf2Q18nU/Tp3YzmAMcnI/AAAAAAAABEo/w-cWKU9o9IA/s400/Pics%2B561.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664922287188243058" /><div style="text-align: center;">I caught him again....</div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OE8Xrdq1pbI/Tp3YzeVAwfI/AAAAAAAABEc/v7WwCYbMdwc/s400/Pics%2B559.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664922285128073714" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7881353606807041531?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-47636797624600003512011-10-14T13:27:00.000-07:002011-10-15T12:50:56.952-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I do 'school' with Noah and he learns everything so quickly. I think it is because he has a photographic memory like his Daddy. He can visually recognize all his letters, most lower case letters, shapes, colors, and now we are working on numbers. I haven't bought any curriculum nor go along with anything on the internet but find things around the house to use as I teach. Here are some of the things we did with the #4.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nP54YJa4brA/TpnfKmMqxSI/AAAAAAAABEQ/JclUTMXFW6Y/s1600/Pics%2B536.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nP54YJa4brA/TpnfKmMqxSI/AAAAAAAABEQ/JclUTMXFW6Y/s400/Pics%2B536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663803379540477218" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">He loves school and often asks to 'play school' even over going outside!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The boys typically nap in the afternoon but there are days where they wake up early. So they are entertaining themselves while I cook dinner. They love to be where Mommy is; I love that. If you look closely, you can see we have part of the #4 on the fridge made out of his cherished letters.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5xlrcUU8NbM/TpicRwNQPBI/AAAAAAAABDk/d8CfFrUrQrg/s1600/Pics%2B535.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5xlrcUU8NbM/TpicRwNQPBI/AAAAAAAABDk/d8CfFrUrQrg/s400/Pics%2B535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663448360230599698" border="0" /></a>Daddy and Noah putting change in the First Choice Pregnancy bottles...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVfZx32D1FU/TpicRnoYgOI/AAAAAAAABDU/GOV8sbGpfqg/s1600/Pics%2B530.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVfZx32D1FU/TpicRnoYgOI/AAAAAAAABDU/GOV8sbGpfqg/s400/Pics%2B530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663448357928468706" border="0" /></a>It has been a rare event to buy either of the boys a toy. Noah was blessed with so many toys from his older niece and family members so we've hadn't had to buy any along the years.<br /><br />I found out about this toy from a friend and thought I would be great to get Luke. It is called Sofie. It is a giraffe made out of 100% natural rubber (from sap of a Hevea tree) and food paint. It was born in Paris in 1961 (and looks the exact same as the first day it was made!) and is great for teething. And since he has been teething since he was 3 months and was having such a rough time getting his 5th and 6th tooth in, I thought it would be a great buy. Luke absolutely loves it! He smiles every time I show it to him and he immediately started chewing in its little parts. Here is Luke's first introduction to his favorite toy!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZ34aNeaIe0/TpicS9MoAxI/AAAAAAAABD8/LCqiM11JP4Y/s1600/Pics%2B538.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZ34aNeaIe0/TpicS9MoAxI/AAAAAAAABD8/LCqiM11JP4Y/s400/Pics%2B538.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663448380897493778" border="0" /></a>He is saying, 'Thank you. I love it!' What a cutie! Love him!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-4763679762460000351?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-6754415863970667552011-10-14T13:22:00.000-07:002011-10-15T12:16:03.666-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Daddy and Noah went to hang out for the morning. They went to the football field to play and then the playground. Daddy had to show Noah how to play.<br /><br />Throwing the ball...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf8uI56svMY/Tpia6u8nOsI/AAAAAAAABC0/IJpnT4ojlbY/s1600/Pics%2B545.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf8uI56svMY/Tpia6u8nOsI/AAAAAAAABC0/IJpnT4ojlbY/s400/Pics%2B545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663446865243749058" border="0" /></a>Kicking the ball...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k87Fsg3gKNw/Tpia6JvoXmI/AAAAAAAABCk/mPHMZugG62A/s1600/Pics%2B544.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k87Fsg3gKNw/Tpia6JvoXmI/AAAAAAAABCk/mPHMZugG62A/s400/Pics%2B544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663446855257185890" border="0" /></a>Running after the ball...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KvVSb0LZcEw/Tpia5wxNx9I/AAAAAAAABCY/HhAA42LPM2c/s1600/Pics%2B540.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KvVSb0LZcEw/Tpia5wxNx9I/AAAAAAAABCY/HhAA42LPM2c/s400/Pics%2B540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663446848552945618" border="0" /></a>Noah absolutely loves the park and has come to love the seesaw...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KZKxBO5b6no/Tpia7EXztpI/AAAAAAAABC8/o4wsdiW6Wqc/s1600/Pics%2B542.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KZKxBO5b6no/Tpia7EXztpI/AAAAAAAABC8/o4wsdiW6Wqc/s400/Pics%2B542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663446870994957970" border="0" /></a>That is pretty high...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6advgbWPxc0/Tpia7QHnaGI/AAAAAAAABDI/W-VKEn0UJ5Q/s1600/Pics%2B543.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6advgbWPxc0/Tpia7QHnaGI/AAAAAAAABDI/W-VKEn0UJ5Q/s400/Pics%2B543.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663446874148268130" border="0" /></a>Fun times with Daddy!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-675441586397066755?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-91663647362740287772011-10-09T19:30:00.000-07:002011-10-10T12:50:21.577-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Good morning! We are ready to play!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIjY6tQu7YI/TpJc8QbuT3I/AAAAAAAABCQ/vyMh2l-INhA/s1600/Pics%2B524.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIjY6tQu7YI/TpJc8QbuT3I/AAAAAAAABCQ/vyMh2l-INhA/s400/Pics%2B524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661689871831289714" border="0" /></a>The weather has been so nice outside lately. We are really enjoying it!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9IY15UQqHQE/TpJawVYIC-I/AAAAAAAABB4/NiRWMSEukW0/s1600/Pics%2B517.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9IY15UQqHQE/TpJawVYIC-I/AAAAAAAABB4/NiRWMSEukW0/s400/Pics%2B517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661687467976690658" border="0" /></a>Luke has really taken to the swing! He loves it! It is crazy to see Luke swinging in here now after all the time Noah has spent in this!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LSKuclQ045o/TpJawDfc5TI/AAAAAAAABBw/OU7yVjrrmBA/s1600/Pics%2B515.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LSKuclQ045o/TpJawDfc5TI/AAAAAAAABBw/OU7yVjrrmBA/s400/Pics%2B515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661687463175578930" border="0" /><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"><img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /></span></span></a>As active is Noah is, he still highly enjoys coloring, puzzles, and painting. Here is his newest creation...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SkOtpBSfzl8/TpJav1sQxcI/AAAAAAAABBo/RMRgPu9aaMY/s1600/Pics%2B512.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SkOtpBSfzl8/TpJav1sQxcI/AAAAAAAABBo/RMRgPu9aaMY/s400/Pics%2B512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661687459471214018" border="0" /></a>Most days Noah and Luke nap at the same time...but there are those un-lucky days...and that is when Luke gets to join me in my time with the Lord. It is becoming increasingly difficult to do my study with him awake. He can army crawl and roll like a champ to get to my books. I took this picture last week and he had gone all the way across the carpet to get to me. I kept having to scoot back. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dulz37uEFW4/TpJaw8BgV7I/AAAAAAAABCA/d-HngIT4CIY/s1600/Pics%2B525.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dulz37uEFW4/TpJaw8BgV7I/AAAAAAAABCA/d-HngIT4CIY/s400/Pics%2B525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661687478350796722" border="0" /></a>But look at that smile...how can you get upset at him for wanting to study with me?<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KaUvYanVEXU/TpJc8OFzBpI/AAAAAAAABCI/fvlZZW9LH9M/s1600/Pics%2B526.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KaUvYanVEXU/TpJc8OFzBpI/AAAAAAAABCI/fvlZZW9LH9M/s400/Pics%2B526.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661689871202453138" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-9166364736274028777?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-34554341628710233762011-10-04T13:03:00.000-07:002011-10-04T13:41:18.655-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Luke is 7 months old today! I can't believe it! He has such an easy smile! Blesses a Mom's heart to now your child will give you a smile any time you smile at him. Love that about him and hope he never loses that!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCyEjRpSvHA/Totn_Lpa6iI/AAAAAAAABBA/bca7Fd9Orf8/s1600/Pics%2B495.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCyEjRpSvHA/Totn_Lpa6iI/AAAAAAAABBA/bca7Fd9Orf8/s400/Pics%2B495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659731691877100066" border="0" /></a>He has grown so much and is doing so much now. He loves sitting for a while and playing with his toys.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OCBcgtgKBbM/Totn_db1csI/AAAAAAAABBI/2Gv2MsahFmY/s1600/Pics%2B497.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OCBcgtgKBbM/Totn_db1csI/AAAAAAAABBI/2Gv2MsahFmY/s400/Pics%2B497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659731696651956930" border="0" /></a>I love how his chubby rolls are growing by the day. My favorite roll is the wrist roll. You now they are eating well when you can see that crease in the dark! So sweet and soft!<br /><br />He is inching to crawl. He often will put a knee or two forward but hasn't gotten it down with his hands moving also. He does army crawl when he really wants something. For a while now I thought he would be off any day...soon and very soon! For now he's a rockin!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xP9Y6VvVzG4/Totn_rqKD9I/AAAAAAAABBQ/VUO-JxUQZJU/s1600/Pics%2B498.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xP9Y6VvVzG4/Totn_rqKD9I/AAAAAAAABBQ/VUO-JxUQZJU/s400/Pics%2B498.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659731700470124498" border="0" /></a>He is doing better and better eating. He ate well today. Since his 5th and 6th tooth just popped through his gums, he wasn't interested in eating but is doing better now. Those two teeth have been the worst so far. Poor guy! Rough times!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfWQx4YeihU/TotoAHKo-ZI/AAAAAAAABBY/QgrGCt6Mwsg/s1600/Pics%2B501.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfWQx4YeihU/TotoAHKo-ZI/AAAAAAAABBY/QgrGCt6Mwsg/s400/Pics%2B501.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659731707854125458" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I love you, Luke! You are such a sweat heart! I cannot get enough hugs and kisses from you. Your biggest milestone since the last month has been falling asleep on your own. I am so glad you are able to do that now. It has been better for everyone in the household! You sill highly enjoy pulling my hair and playing with it while you eat, watching anything your brother does, love to be held and prefer my arms over any other, think it is play time any time Daddy holds you since he is always making you giggle, and letting your voice be heard when Noah takes your toy away. I am enjoying you learn and do more every day! I am so blessed to be your Mom!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-3455434162871023376?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-17685147621734109212011-10-01T15:07:00.000-07:002011-10-02T13:38:36.483-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Noah loves Thomas the train and this is the first time he met Thomas. Grammy bought John and Noah tickets for the train. But before they train ride, everyone is welcome to come early and play with everything they had there. They had bounce houses, train tables, putt-putt golf, pictures with Sir Topham Hatt, trains to tour, a gift shop, etc.<br /><br />Noah loves golf and plays many times a day. We are currently moving to an outside only sport because he has gotten so got at smashing the ball! He received golf clubs a couple years ago for Christmas and has really taken to them in the last few months. We've wanted to take him to a putt-putt course but didn't know how he would do. John said he loved it and understood exactly what to do. I would be OK with him becoming a golfer...Mommy wouldn't have to worry about him getting hurt as much as other sports! Ha! He can do whatever he wants though! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kWz4w_-VE5U/ToeSyp_B4XI/AAAAAAAABA4/YoCOGN9kY-I/s1600/Pics%2B492.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kWz4w_-VE5U/ToeSyp_B4XI/AAAAAAAABA4/YoCOGN9kY-I/s400/Pics%2B492.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658652855775650162" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1_BoKuTafJY/ToeSRt3d7lI/AAAAAAAABAo/lNutKfpPIGU/s1600/Pics%2B490.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1_BoKuTafJY/ToeSRt3d7lI/AAAAAAAABAo/lNutKfpPIGU/s400/Pics%2B490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658652289881992786" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrMPjKM-ai4/ToeSR4WgNMI/AAAAAAAABAw/UaTxPmvHN8U/s1600/Pics%2B491.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrMPjKM-ai4/ToeSR4WgNMI/AAAAAAAABAw/UaTxPmvHN8U/s400/Pics%2B491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658652292696519874" border="0" /></a>Grammy and Noah walking toward all the fun activities!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-klKC3XbAU0w/ToeSRVe4dnI/AAAAAAAABAg/UAYCRwoXCJI/s1600/Pics%2B486.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-klKC3XbAU0w/ToeSRVe4dnI/AAAAAAAABAg/UAYCRwoXCJI/s400/Pics%2B486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658652283336423026" border="0" /></a>Here comes Thomas...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1S7oP6yxHU/ToeQseUBWMI/AAAAAAAAA_o/KnfHjB0no7U/s1600/Pics%2B467.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1S7oP6yxHU/ToeQseUBWMI/AAAAAAAAA_o/KnfHjB0no7U/s400/Pics%2B467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658650550539999426" border="0" /></a>Peep! Peep!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WBIhjmO4tlc/ToeQsiwHkUI/AAAAAAAAA_w/mKZGhMTqIpg/s1600/Pics%2B472.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WBIhjmO4tlc/ToeQsiwHkUI/AAAAAAAAA_w/mKZGhMTqIpg/s400/Pics%2B472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658650551731589442" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hangin' out by the tracks!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cg9zVX45q24/ToeQtYNoQzI/AAAAAAAABAA/ctBwVxXylhA/s1600/Pics%2B476.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cg9zVX45q24/ToeQtYNoQzI/AAAAAAAABAA/ctBwVxXylhA/s400/Pics%2B476.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658650566082446130" border="0" /></a> Checking out the train...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUuFZQcf-C4/ToeSQnQ3wII/AAAAAAAABAQ/n0qOdQ-IQas/s1600/Pics%2B478.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUuFZQcf-C4/ToeSQnQ3wII/AAAAAAAABAQ/n0qOdQ-IQas/s400/Pics%2B478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658652270929625218" border="0" /></a>Wow! Trains are big!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fTqkM0UIR-s/ToeQs4BZS-I/AAAAAAAAA_4/104Vqai_A3k/s1600/Pics%2B475.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fTqkM0UIR-s/ToeQs4BZS-I/AAAAAAAAA_4/104Vqai_A3k/s400/Pics%2B475.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658650557441199074" border="0" /></a>During the train ride in their open car, John and Noah discussed how the trains were connected. He is training him to be interested in engineering already!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tjlhPD9H7aM/ToeSRDRGbcI/AAAAAAAABAY/eDWVIvidvnY/s1600/Pics%2B481.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tjlhPD9H7aM/ToeSRDRGbcI/AAAAAAAABAY/eDWVIvidvnY/s400/Pics%2B481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658652278446779842" border="0" /></a> Sitting in the car with Grammy (He has lost interest in taking pictures!).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_u6XUhAWRTU/ToeQthl0nUI/AAAAAAAABAI/3YD945z4phg/s1600/Pics%2B477.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_u6XUhAWRTU/ToeQthl0nUI/AAAAAAAABAI/3YD945z4phg/s400/Pics%2B477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658650568599838018" border="0" /></a>Overall, I think Noah had a great time. I think he would have had more fun if he wasn't so tired. He hasn't gotten in a bad habit of waking up at all hours of the night, turning his light on, and playing with his toys. That night he has been up a few times and one time it was for an 1 1/2 hours. Hoping he gets over that soon!<br /><br />Thanks for all the fun Grammy! Can't wait to take him to play putt-putt again! Luke and I had a great time at home too. I had forgotten how easy life was with one child! I got a lot done and had a relaxing morning. What a special time it was for Daddy, Grammy, and Noah as well as Luke and I! We are blessed with two sweet boys!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-1768514762173410921?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-59398705556452397722011-10-01T06:45:00.000-07:002011-10-01T07:53:44.292-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I had to get a picture of my favorite people! They were so cozy all together this morning! Love them!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNjR1p_ETkI/TocbuYY-_7I/AAAAAAAAA-w/k8c1a3kqiQE/s1600/Pics%2B449.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNjR1p_ETkI/TocbuYY-_7I/AAAAAAAAA-w/k8c1a3kqiQE/s400/Pics%2B449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658521940449492914" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">More fun in his PJs...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6fZdijwEj6g/TocbvbzwBMI/AAAAAAAAA_I/H22M8GYQL-E/s1600/Pics%2B453.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6fZdijwEj6g/TocbvbzwBMI/AAAAAAAAA_I/H22M8GYQL-E/s400/Pics%2B453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658521958546932930" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Noah trying to play with his brother. He loves pushing this tub around!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxu9qayxBDs/TocbujQ_j2I/AAAAAAAAA-4/crU06Nb15l4/s1600/Pics%2B450.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxu9qayxBDs/TocbujQ_j2I/AAAAAAAAA-4/crU06Nb15l4/s400/Pics%2B450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658521943368765282" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55J_t0JvYS4/TocbvPpZP1I/AAAAAAAAA_A/7dX98xwcnc4/s1600/Pics%2B452.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55J_t0JvYS4/TocbvPpZP1I/AAAAAAAAA_A/7dX98xwcnc4/s400/Pics%2B452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658521955282272082" border="0" /></a>Noah is so smart and always amazes me. He can recognize all of his letters! And the last month or so he has been spelling out everything and telling me what it says. Most words spell Daddy or Graco. This time it was Daddy...I told him Daddy started with a 'D' so he placed his 'D' on top and that made it right! So funny!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNJXAU7afVc/TocbvpbuDtI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/WtkaCh-mNXw/s1600/Pics%2B454.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNJXAU7afVc/TocbvpbuDtI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/WtkaCh-mNXw/s400/Pics%2B454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658521962204237522" border="0" /></a>We got these CARS chairs at Walmart for $4 each! So cute!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kpZzzoB8Xe4/TocoVaZtFcI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/aqbpmnfS-a0/s1600/Pics%2B456.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kpZzzoB8Xe4/TocoVaZtFcI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/aqbpmnfS-a0/s400/Pics%2B456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658535805143815618" border="0" /></a>Here is my one picture of our State Fair visit...a cherished cow! Noah loves cows! Forgot my camera but John got one on his phone!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky27_SiKR5E/TocoVuFNhYI/AAAAAAAAA_g/zQuHryxZzCo/s1600/Pics%2B458.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky27_SiKR5E/TocoVuFNhYI/AAAAAAAAA_g/zQuHryxZzCo/s400/Pics%2B458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658535810426570114" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-5939870555645239772?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-69728674833863118212011-09-30T13:33:00.001-07:002011-09-30T14:08:11.454-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday was a great day, I had two long time desires fulfilled. One clearly a daily desire for more sleep and the other satisfies my passion for great tastes.<br /><br />First of all, Luke finally learned to fall asleep on his own...can I say that again! Luke knows how to fall asleep on his own! Sound the trumpets! Praise the Lord! Thank you all for your prayers! Noah learned to fall asleep on his own after using the Ferber method at 4 months. It was the best thing we could have done at the time! I was desperate for more than 1 hour on sleep in a 24 hour period! He was such a bad sleeper (waking every 15 minutes at times because he had a few drops of pee in his diaper) that I forgot how to sleep also and was unable. Both our bodies were trained to be up all night. But after 4 months, I finally got more than one hour in 24 hours. I was thrilled and was slowly becoming sane again.<br /><br />Luke was a better sleeper from the start sleeping 2 to 3 hours at a time but up until now (almost 7 months old) he still likes to eat almost every 3 hours even though he can go 4 hours during the day. But, praise the Lord, we did a little of the Ferber method (not the first time we tried with him) on him and he learned SOOOOOO FAST! I went in every minute or so and it only lasted 20 minutes or less! We tried a few no cry methods and when it gets down to it, they just have to cry and learn they need to soothe themselves. I think he has had a little trouble learning because he has nursed to sleep so often and also for the fact that he started getting teeth at 3 months. But, he is getting his 5th and 6th tooth right now...so who knows? Every kid is different and on their own time schedule!!!<br /><br />I actually didn't get any more sleep the last couple nights because he decided to drop his 11 o'clock nursing session (not his 2 or 3am) and wakes up much earlier...but it is a start! One day good sleep will happen...and could now if I went to bed at 8pm? Not sure I would be able to fall asleep that early? And when would I get any time with my husband? Time to do anything without 1 or 2 children needing my attention?<br /><br />Now that he falls to sleep on his own I am able to put him in his crib without a huge wiggling fight while my 2 year old pops in at just the right time to mes up the 'falling asleep' we worked so hard for. Do you know how much time that adds to my day and night especially? Nice! It helps at night when he wakes up because he doesn't need me to wake up, get out of bed, and rock him or nurse him back to sleep! Everyone wakes up on their own many times at night and we all have to know how to fall asleep on our own again. We often don't even realize it! It is a very important skill to learn!<br /><br />Second, I found a pumpkin bread/muffin recipe! I know, it is not quite life changing as my first desire but you should try them! Yum! I have literally tried 7 or 8 recipes over the last year. They were all eatable but this one tops them all! I love baking with anything that has a combo of pumpkin pie spice, allspice, cloves, cinnamon, nutmeg, or any of the like! Yum! I am currently baking sugar and spice almonds like you get at the fair! Can I say Yum again? I cannot wait to try them!<br /><br />Yes it was a great day even without mentioning all the other things!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-6972867483386311821?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-38226979404207861972011-09-17T19:37:00.000-07:002011-10-29T12:52:07.524-07:00I am sad that I haven't written down more conversations that I've had with Noah but I wrote some of them down over the last few months. Here are a few...<br /><br />Me: You know you are not supposed to hit Luke on the head.<br />Noah: It is easy for big boys to forget.<br />Me: Ha!<br />(For those of you who do not read a Curious George book everyday...it always says that George is a curious monkey that tries to stay out of trouble and it is "easy for little money to forget.")<br /><br />Noah: Come twirl on the carpet with me Mommy. Like this.<br />Me: (I twirl with Noah while holding Luke.)<br />Noah: Great idea Mommy. The music is on. Let's twirl some more.<br /><br />Noah: Hmm, which one should we go to?<br />Me: Either one.<br />Noah: This one. I want it fresh (as he flushes the toilet before he sits down)<br />Me: Of course, new toilet water is nice to pee on.<br /><br />Noah: Let's stay on the couch some more.<br />Me: What song should I sing?<br />Noah: No singing. Let's just snuggle some more.<br /><br />Me: Good job Noah! You ate lunch really well.<br />Noah: I am going to be big and strong like Daddy when I get older when I get grown.<br /><br />Me(speaking to Luke): I would like you to burp before you get into your car seat.<br />Noah: I have lots of burps in my tummy where they come from.<br /><br />Noah: G-R-A-C-O. It spells Daddy.<br />Me: Good job Noah. It spells Graco.<br /><br />Noah: This is the most tasty yogurt I've ever seen Mommy. I just love this kind. It is the most soft yogurt to eat on my spoon before.<br />Me: Good. I am glad you like it. :)<br /><br />Noah: You are going to work out. You are an old man.<br />John: I feel like it.<br /><br />Luke: Shh! Luke is sleeping (while driving in the car)!<br />Noah: I need to go back to my house and sleep for a minute.<div><br /></div><div>Noah:(Luke reaches for Noah's hair) He likes my hair.</div><div>Me: He does. You have beautiful hair.</div><div>Noah: Yes! I sure do!<br /><br />He cracks me up! Funny kid! It is fun to hear how he relates different words to situations as his vocabulary and understanding grows. Love him!<br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-3822697940420786197?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-51781682375962633512011-09-14T10:55:00.000-07:002011-09-14T19:50:23.399-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Once again Noah is going to be Woody for Halloween. Last year I bought this Woody costume at a thrift shop in Texas and it was a little big. I took it up a little and it worked perfectly. I got it out of his closet the other day and took out the stitches and it works perfectly for this year too. Can't get better than that! Maybe Luke will wear it one day and it would have costs me about 50 cents per wear. Nice! Noah currently loves Woody too! I just need to get him a hat and some boots. I don't think my hat quite fits him and his rain boots are about 5 sizes too big for this year. Here is Noah trying it on and posing. I just love his hand on his hip! I hadn't seen him do that before. Cutie!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-blkeH-ryFbY/TnDrvWX1A_I/AAAAAAAAA-I/Ncxbb30J8TE/s1600/Pics%2B432.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-blkeH-ryFbY/TnDrvWX1A_I/AAAAAAAAA-I/Ncxbb30J8TE/s320/Pics%2B432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652276731041874930" border="0" /></a>Now I need to find a Buzz for Luke or some other character. Let me know if any one sees one!<br /><br />Now on to our morning...<br /><br />Noah has been waking up too early lately. Not sure how he got into that bad habit but hoping he grows out of it soon. When he gets up it cuts into 'our' time. Since Noah got up early again this morning, he joined Daddy in his morning Bible study. I had to get a picture. So sweet! I love to see that Noah wants to be just like his Daddy.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nUjWjY6_ghc/TnDrwIjw1dI/AAAAAAAAA-g/1Svt4ihbVTA/s1600/Pics%2B442.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nUjWjY6_ghc/TnDrwIjw1dI/AAAAAAAAA-g/1Svt4ihbVTA/s320/Pics%2B442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652276744513705426" border="0" /></a>After that, we played with some play dough. Noah loves to make ice cream cones. A boy and his ice cream...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9ggXObKsjE/TnDrvl8hF5I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/lYaf8zIaVYM/s1600/Pics%2B444.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9ggXObKsjE/TnDrvl8hF5I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/lYaf8zIaVYM/s320/Pics%2B444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652276735222290322" border="0" /></a>And then our day often includes stickers or coloring...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adSl7nKlTzk/TnDrv3KE1AI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/tbvuIewO_pE/s1600/Pics%2B441.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adSl7nKlTzk/TnDrv3KE1AI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/tbvuIewO_pE/s320/Pics%2B441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652276739842561026" border="0" /></a>Fun times!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-5178168237596263351?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-66919458569133748482011-09-14T10:45:00.000-07:002011-09-14T13:11:50.080-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Luke seems to be growing up so fast but he is staying up with Noah's progression for each age...rolling over, sitting, etc. Luke has been getting on his knees and rocking. I remember Noah doing this for a little while before he started crawling! Crawling! Ah! I loved it when Noah learned to crawl and walk but now I think it will be hard when Luke's crawls. My house is not baby proofed like it was with Noah. Now Noah has toys various places around the house that are too small for Luke to play with. I'm never going to be able to take my eyes off him! Why would you ever want to take your eyes off this cutie though?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dwB_5X1A-u0/TnDpdu8qjII/AAAAAAAAA9w/KMRXv9hTB4g/s1600/Pics%2B437.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dwB_5X1A-u0/TnDpdu8qjII/AAAAAAAAA9w/KMRXv9hTB4g/s320/Pics%2B437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652274229377928322" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ADOEkQe70CA/TnDpdc-DWjI/AAAAAAAAA9o/jultSGJWvcc/s1600/Pics%2B436.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ADOEkQe70CA/TnDpdc-DWjI/AAAAAAAAA9o/jultSGJWvcc/s320/Pics%2B436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652274224551909938" border="0" /></a>Here is Luke doing a little rocking. He is doing it more every day. I just saw him move his knee and elbow forward a little too! He was trying to get to big brothers toys! I haven't seen him on his hands too much so many that will buy me some time before this great adventure.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--gFZF_eeVWU/TnDpd6M_w9I/AAAAAAAAA94/in8qi91IbtA/s1600/Pics%2B438.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--gFZF_eeVWU/TnDpd6M_w9I/AAAAAAAAA94/in8qi91IbtA/s320/Pics%2B438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652274232399217618" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-umS9SZ1CJOk/TnD3ZJArMwI/AAAAAAAAA-o/YpGFta2RzaI/s1600/Pics%2B440.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-umS9SZ1CJOk/TnD3ZJArMwI/AAAAAAAAA-o/YpGFta2RzaI/s320/Pics%2B440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652289543637512962" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-6691945856913374848?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-6687028364866598572011-09-11T11:45:00.000-07:002011-09-11T12:23:40.403-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I realized the other day that I did not have a single printed picture of Luke, my second child. Sad, I know. How did that happen? With Noah, we send out baby announcements, took newborn pictures, 3 month, 6 month, 9 month, and 1 year. We were little late or early to take some of them but generally followed the 'suggested' picture schedule. I guess you could say we are a little 'laid back' with Luke. He is a second child, gets hand me downs, and all the other things that go along with that. I have spent a total of $10 on Luke's wardrobe. I've bought 2 ($3 each) newborn pants and newborn socks (forgot to pack some when we went to Texas). But, thanks to Grammy and Nana, he has wore new clothes...they aren't all second hand.<br /><br />But back to our lack of pictures...My main excuse would be money. Pictures are so expensive! I remember spending $200 just to print and send baby announcements for Noah. I'm pretty sure we got the cheapest announcement you could get and did them ourselves. Needless to say, we did not send out announcements for Luke. Nor have gotten pictures taken and printed them. A friend took newborn pictures of Luke for free because she wanted them for her portfolio but we haven't printed any. Shortly after Luke was born I talked to John about getting 6 month pictures and also getting family pictures done again. He was perfectly fine with that. I figured Luke would be sitting up by then and that is always fun! My sister takes wonderful pictures and we are going to have her take 6 month pictures of Luke and new family pictures. I am excited about them! And, yes, we will print some. When I look around John's office or our house...I tell myself that we do have another child even though Noah is the only one displayed. I look forward to displaying the new pictures and hope to send some to our family as well!<br /><br />Yesterday I was going through Luke's diaper bag and found a picture of him and one of Noah. What! A printed picture...when did that happen? I am guessing someone took one at the church building. Cool! I hadn't gone through my bag in a while so not sure how long it's been in there. Anyway, now I can say we have one...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-moYxy7HJ_-I/Tm0DBDA_tjI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/69RlxZZUaR4/s1600/Pics%2B429.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-moYxy7HJ_-I/Tm0DBDA_tjI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/69RlxZZUaR4/s320/Pics%2B429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651176423944074802" border="0" /></a>I am not sure who he is sitting on or who took the picture. But thanks! All that to say that I am shocked we didn't have one until after he was 6 months old. I do take pictures of Luke and Noah weekly but simply put them on my computer and some here on the blog. Luke will have to look at the blog archive to see pictures of him. I love you Luke, sorry buddy. You are my dearly loved second child!<br /><br />Life goes on...<br /><br />Here is Noah making his sad face...Yes, he is sitting on his cherished fire truck playing with Luke's table. Noah has gotten very interested in all of Luke's toys (Noah's old toys).<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v5Q3HAF3BbA/Tm0DAzU7ZtI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/W6qcyhtsG-o/s1600/Pics%2B427.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v5Q3HAF3BbA/Tm0DAzU7ZtI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/W6qcyhtsG-o/s320/Pics%2B427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651176419732711122" border="0" /></a>Here are my boys playing hide and seek with me. Precious times!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YPj3wBI6olQ/Tm0DAv00xpI/AAAAAAAAA9I/7i16utl59bE/s1600/Pics%2B426.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YPj3wBI6olQ/Tm0DAv00xpI/AAAAAAAAA9I/7i16utl59bE/s320/Pics%2B426.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651176418792752786" border="0" /></a>Noah loves his potato heads and often wears the santa beard the whole time he plays with them. And there is Luke adoring his bearded brother...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dAkSPljZjQo/Tm0DAVhM_DI/AAAAAAAAA9A/rnXUX4YeEz0/s1600/Pics%2B425.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dAkSPljZjQo/Tm0DAVhM_DI/AAAAAAAAA9A/rnXUX4YeEz0/s320/Pics%2B425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651176411731131442" border="0" /></a>Love them!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-668702836486659857?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-83584756986545711742011-09-08T14:14:00.000-07:002011-09-10T13:26:40.081-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Luke ate really well for his first 'real' meal. He had breast-milk mixed into single grain rice cereal. He leaned forward, chewed, and was very interested in this eatin' thing. He has been watching all of us and now gets to do it himself.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oA5Md06hFNw/TmkxVR0EdvI/AAAAAAAAA8w/N8_toRRQZXI/s1600/Pics%2B420.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oA5Md06hFNw/TmkxVR0EdvI/AAAAAAAAA8w/N8_toRRQZXI/s400/Pics%2B420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650101449141810930" border="0" /></a>He made some pretty funny faces.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nwxXgycB61M/TmkxU3PwzaI/AAAAAAAAA8o/uaesFcRzo4Y/s1600/Pics%2B418.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nwxXgycB61M/TmkxU3PwzaI/AAAAAAAAA8o/uaesFcRzo4Y/s400/Pics%2B418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650101442010205602" border="0" /></a>Yum!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DgnuB3y2dgo/TmkxUqQwmOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/4U0jpSNRtTo/s1600/Pics%2B416.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DgnuB3y2dgo/TmkxUqQwmOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/4U0jpSNRtTo/s400/Pics%2B416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650101438524725474" border="0" /></a>Noah had to have a front row seat! He loves seeing brother grow up and do some of the things he can do.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HFSn9Z1EFMI/TmkxUZLuTiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/C6ABylE6KOU/s1600/Pics%2B412.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HFSn9Z1EFMI/TmkxUZLuTiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/C6ABylE6KOU/s400/Pics%2B412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650101433940200994" border="0" /></a>Thought I would throw in a picture of Noah eating his lunch. He asks for ham and cheese almost every day with a few peanut butter and honey sandwiches in there. He typically likes yogurt, fruit, and a couple crackers or nuts too!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qjZx5SmGUfQ/TmkxVt0qkTI/AAAAAAAAA84/0xojf61xIp8/s1600/Pics%2B423.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qjZx5SmGUfQ/TmkxVt0qkTI/AAAAAAAAA84/0xojf61xIp8/s400/Pics%2B423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650101456660500786" border="0" /></a>Luke continues to eat pretty good. I think he wants to try some of the more exciting things we are eating though. I will continue to make his baby food and try a new food every few days. He has been eating butternut squash I cooked. I made acorn squash today so that will be his next entree'. I will try a few veggies before I introduce any fruits. I am sure he will like those!!!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8358475698654571174?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-61553963023701434232011-09-05T12:14:00.000-07:002011-09-07T19:04:29.373-07:00Luke is 6 months old! I cannot believe it! He has grown in so many ways. I took him to his 6-month doctor visit today and he did really well even though he was extremely tired and hungry. He is such a good, happy, easy baby. He literally has not been sick his whole life - 6 months! I thought he was at one point but he was just teething. Praise God for good health! Here are some ways he has grown and what he is currently doing...<br /><br />- 18 lbs. 1 oz (60th percentile), 28 inches long (90th percentile), 45 cm head circumference (80th percentile)<br />-Got his 4th tooth less than a month ago<br />-Still a tummy sleeper but I catch him sleeping on his side at times<br />-Sitting up pretty well if he has a toy but still falls back when disinterested<br />-Getting the itch to crawl as he reaches for a toy just out of reach<br />-Very mobile turning all around and inching forward<br />-Ate rice cereal the first time Monday and did really well. He ate every bite of it and napped really well afterward<br />-Nurses every 4 hours during the day (started this last week from every 3 hours).<br />-Still refuses to take a bottle or pacifier but hoping he takes a bottle or sippy cup of breast milk soon!<br />-Still wakes up generally every 3 hours to eat at night to nurse and sometimes in between because he has yet to learn to fall asleep on his own :( But I love rocking him because there is nothing sweeter than a sleeping baby on my chest...I do wish to get more sleep at night, though. 6 hours or less, not in a row, doesn't cut it.<br />-Absolutely adores Noah (when Noah isn't hitting him in the head, of course!) He watches whatever Noah does and listens for Noah's voice. I can tell he is just itching to play with him more actively! I love seeing him look up to Noah.<br />-Learned his first syllable last week 'ba' and loves to talk 'ba ba's' back and forth with me<br />-Loves his walker, johnny jump up, exersaucer, swing, etc.<br />-Plays a lot on his mat with the toys but likes sitting up best playing with them now.<br />-Loves his table of toys that sings and lights up<br />-Still loves his mobile in his crib but now enjoys rolling around and sticking his hands and legs through the slats<br />-Just started doing better in the car focusing on his toys instead of the fact he is strapped in. He loves it when Mommy sits back there with him and plays too. He also loves to watch Noah in the car. He doesn't lay his head on the car seat but often holds his head up trying to look around or just play. He has done this for months! Not a fan of laying down and never has been but tries to state the fact that he wants to be older and sit up.<br />-Loves his feet. He plays with them and puts them in his mouth...convenient toy!<br />-Wants to touch and discover everything. He is getting harder to hold since he seeks to learn so much.<br /><br />I love you, Luke! You are such a precious boy! I've truly enjoyed these last 6 months. I am so blessed to be your Mom. I cannot get enough hugs and kisses from you! Your skin is so warm like your Daddy. In fact, you look just like your Daddy. I ho;pe you become the godly man he is and desire to serve God with all you know as Daddy does. Love you sweet boy and look forward to seeing you grow even more!<br /><br />Mom<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-6155396302370143423?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-28095207534367480242011-09-04T18:37:00.000-07:002011-09-05T10:31:33.914-07:00This week end kicked off Oklahoma State's 2011 football season. We played Louisiana Lafayette and won 61-34. Don't be too impressed...I had to look up the score.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />I had to get a pic of Luke when he woke up Friday morning already sporting his OSU attire. I love them!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ccyX4A6IMYs/TmQoi_-PRYI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/fZ9uhF1FuOA/s1600/Pics%2B402.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ccyX4A6IMYs/TmQoi_-PRYI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/fZ9uhF1FuOA/s400/Pics%2B402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648684414382589314" border="0" /></a> Saturday morning we left the house around 730am to make it to Stillwater for Haley's (our niece, John's sister's middle child) 2 year old birthday party. Luke got a little playing in before we left. Happy boy!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d00nChk1sDc/TmQojMVNuYI/AAAAAAAAA7g/QtVR7-s6CSE/s1600/Pics%2B404.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d00nChk1sDc/TmQojMVNuYI/AAAAAAAAA7g/QtVR7-s6CSE/s400/Pics%2B404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648684417700182402" border="0" /></a> Haley's party was OSU themed. We all wore our orange and were ready for the party and the game. Luke and Noah both received OSU jerseys from Grammy. Thanks Grammy! They were so cute!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DQkIHo45hC0/TmQojdcrSaI/AAAAAAAAA7w/xLZmCBqBK4Q/s1600/Pics%2B406.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DQkIHo45hC0/TmQojdcrSaI/AAAAAAAAA7w/xLZmCBqBK4Q/s400/Pics%2B406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648684422294882722" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Luke and Lawson (Haley's little brother) were so cute sitting in their chairs sporting their new jerseys.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5pDINoe9XyI/TmQojIYWC3I/AAAAAAAAA7o/h7YXJ9bSdBo/s1600/Pics%2B405.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5pDINoe9XyI/TmQojIYWC3I/AAAAAAAAA7o/h7YXJ9bSdBo/s400/Pics%2B405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648684416639568754" border="0" /></a> We tried to get a few pictures of the grand kids but not sure any of them turned out 'real well.' It was nearing nap time and they were all partied out! I am not sure how Lori's pictures turned out but Sarah's are pretty funny! I like them because each kid has a funny face in each one. I hope you enjoy them too. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FSHI2JGvc5s/TmQwjLL0GvI/AAAAAAAAA8I/joexg4OgDnA/s1600/Pics%2B410.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FSHI2JGvc5s/TmQwjLL0GvI/AAAAAAAAA8I/joexg4OgDnA/s400/Pics%2B410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648693213485341426" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0dm1CTNO90/TmQwi3DSb2I/AAAAAAAAA8A/0sj4RPgHrOg/s1600/Pics%2B409.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0dm1CTNO90/TmQwi3DSb2I/AAAAAAAAA8A/0sj4RPgHrOg/s400/Pics%2B409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648693208080871266" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKAPWqaP6TE/TmQwivCwBOI/AAAAAAAAA74/lswCWeqV2zo/s1600/Pics%2B408.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKAPWqaP6TE/TmQwivCwBOI/AAAAAAAAA74/lswCWeqV2zo/s400/Pics%2B408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648693205931132130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QYj9OPGx9Rs/TmQwjQ9it7I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/_VuGWP5MsW8/s1600/Pics%2B411.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QYj9OPGx9Rs/TmQwjQ9it7I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/_VuGWP5MsW8/s400/Pics%2B411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648693215036094386" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Over all it was a good week end! Go Pokes!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-2809520753436748024?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-47967439841941195862011-09-01T18:07:00.000-07:002011-09-01T18:27:10.208-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Next week we are going to start feeding Luke baby food. I made Noah's baby food and I am doing that with Luke also. Today I made some butternut squash...and this is what happened while I was in the kitchen...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ADI64GLCHIk/TmAtJbTmc5I/AAAAAAAAA7I/x2obln0rCBY/s1600/Pics%2B401.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ADI64GLCHIk/TmAtJbTmc5I/AAAAAAAAA7I/x2obln0rCBY/s400/Pics%2B401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647563572694643602" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Today Noah got his first Tattoo...Bob the Builder.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gmeo6aMRBgY/TmAuPQtLZkI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/QBT_P7FkH3I/s1600/Pics%2B399.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gmeo6aMRBgY/TmAuPQtLZkI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/QBT_P7FkH3I/s400/Pics%2B399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647564772439975490" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Noah enjoying his new horse. This horse was given to his Daddy for a Christmas present one year from his Grandparents and now Noah is enjoying it too! He loves it!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iw1Ysw58I1U/TmAtJBIP65I/AAAAAAAAA64/p0C4KlnGxzY/s1600/Pics%2B396.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iw1Ysw58I1U/TmAtJBIP65I/AAAAAAAAA64/p0C4KlnGxzY/s400/Pics%2B396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647563565667707794" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-4796743984194119586?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-4922189800288049092011-08-31T13:00:00.000-07:002011-08-31T13:43:16.473-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Ignore the huge outfit and observe how much I look like my Daddy...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACTDmlfRKuI/Tl6UlVW-08I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/9DAzeMZLJDo/s1600/Pics%2B391.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACTDmlfRKuI/Tl6UlVW-08I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/9DAzeMZLJDo/s400/Pics%2B391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647114351878788034" border="0" /></a>Yea I am definately my Daddy's son! <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57pnDcRHhEE/Tl6UlZXA0qI/AAAAAAAAA6g/izEkb590fag/s1600/Pics%2B393.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57pnDcRHhEE/Tl6UlZXA0qI/AAAAAAAAA6g/izEkb590fag/s400/Pics%2B393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647114352952660642" border="0" /></a>I like corn on the cob like my big brother too!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-98LFNZcjrqI/Tl6UlqTkMJI/AAAAAAAAA6o/C2daE8wjUdI/s1600/Pics%2B394.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-98LFNZcjrqI/Tl6UlqTkMJI/AAAAAAAAA6o/C2daE8wjUdI/s400/Pics%2B394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647114357501603986" border="0" /></a>I had a smudge on my camera...but still a cute pic! Sweet boy! <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Y1eBVHw808/Tl6Uk51GtSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ATnGzDAe2J0/s1600/Pics%2B383.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Y1eBVHw808/Tl6Uk51GtSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ATnGzDAe2J0/s400/Pics%2B383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647114344488940834" border="0" /></a>Lovin' his big brother!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNgrBWIwwWQ/Tl6UlEyTxCI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/KBc82xVpQt4/s1600/Pics%2B384.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNgrBWIwwWQ/Tl6UlEyTxCI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/KBc82xVpQt4/s400/Pics%2B384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647114347430003746" border="0" /></a> <br /></div> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-492218980028804909?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-52530767086923907022011-08-31T12:50:00.000-07:002011-08-31T18:59:59.505-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Noah: Mommy, I am an astronaut! Do you want to be one too Mommy? <br />Me: Of course! (as Noah places it on my head)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6gjWvDAKUKY/Tl6gNXYAELI/AAAAAAAAA6w/pw5GdCnFzgI/s1600/Pics%2B388.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6gjWvDAKUKY/Tl6gNXYAELI/AAAAAAAAA6w/pw5GdCnFzgI/s400/Pics%2B388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647127134242607282" border="0" /></a>He loves the fact that he can put on his new rain boots all by himself! We got them at the city wide garage sale last week end. They are size 13 and he is only an 8 but one day they will fit!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfKAa-PLNlA/Tl6SBXbtNsI/AAAAAAAAA5g/bhWfGkiXZb8/s1600/Pics%2B381.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfKAa-PLNlA/Tl6SBXbtNsI/AAAAAAAAA5g/bhWfGkiXZb8/s400/Pics%2B381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647111534936929986" border="0" /></a>Lovin his new boots! <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YapRzgj913I/Tl6SBu3MrtI/AAAAAAAAA5o/9optZnHFZyI/s1600/Pics%2B382.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YapRzgj913I/Tl6SBu3MrtI/AAAAAAAAA5o/9optZnHFZyI/s400/Pics%2B382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647111541226254034" border="0" /></a>Cooking with Mommy is always a favorite past time because he gets a hold of the bowl! Streusel Cake...yum!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-79khtSWcCcw/Tl6SB4OV1xI/AAAAAAAAA54/EiOVF37nt7Y/s1600/Pics%2B389.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-79khtSWcCcw/Tl6SB4OV1xI/AAAAAAAAA54/EiOVF37nt7Y/s400/Pics%2B389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647111543739242258" border="0" /></a>Guilty!!! <br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l5AiJp4giFA/Tl6SCABON9I/AAAAAAAAA6A/y5K5zcJqIcI/s1600/Pics%2B390.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l5AiJp4giFA/Tl6SCABON9I/AAAAAAAAA6A/y5K5zcJqIcI/s400/Pics%2B390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647111545831700434" border="0" /></a> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-5253076708692390702?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-64876189869052016632011-08-23T12:05:00.000-07:002011-08-23T12:11:57.176-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Luke got real interested in playing the banjo on his toy. He probably did it 30 or more times. He would play it, sit back and listen then lean forward and play it again. So, had to get some pics and even got some video. I will have to ask John to put it on the computer so I can put it on FB. I love seeing him play sitting up. I loved it when Noah learned to sit up and love seeing him do it now.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H6MFuJzxnpU/TlP6usGALLI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/2tcngnIQUH8/s1600/Pics%2B378.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H6MFuJzxnpU/TlP6usGALLI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/2tcngnIQUH8/s400/Pics%2B378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644130438042627250" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlUPLFTqPS4/TlP6uPLnDKI/AAAAAAAAA5I/_o-yHyAkX_c/s1600/Pics%2B376.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlUPLFTqPS4/TlP6uPLnDKI/AAAAAAAAA5I/_o-yHyAkX_c/s400/Pics%2B376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644130430281518242" border="0" /></a>Focused...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7neYz_58eq0/TlP6uQZLhbI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/bSS8ywZQfgo/s1600/Pics%2B377.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7neYz_58eq0/TlP6uQZLhbI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/bSS8ywZQfgo/s400/Pics%2B377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644130430606869938" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-6487618986905201663?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-75874300599593778562011-08-21T19:47:00.000-07:002011-08-21T20:09:03.740-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Luke has always liked being upright even as an infant. I figured he would learn to sit pretty early due to that. In the last week he has gotten so much stronger. He is sitting up pretty good but isn't a pro yet. I imagine he will be doing really well by the end of the week. I remember putting the boppy pillow behind Noah for the longest time so he wouldn't lay back and hit his head so hard. Here is Luke displaying his new talent. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wp7m4AO4rMk/TlHEmivwQLI/AAAAAAAAA44/Jh0brgbCczo/s1600/Pics%2B374.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wp7m4AO4rMk/TlHEmivwQLI/AAAAAAAAA44/Jh0brgbCczo/s400/Pics%2B374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507974513115314" border="0" /></a>Such a big boy!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-djBJAHJR62A/TlHEmKSUEjI/AAAAAAAAA4o/r7MfR8F7L0c/s1600/Pics%2B372.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-djBJAHJR62A/TlHEmKSUEjI/AAAAAAAAA4o/r7MfR8F7L0c/s400/Pics%2B372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507967947182642" border="0" /></a>He still falls back often when raising his arms or reaching too far to the side.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oY1Q0JL-70w/TlHEmV_s4aI/AAAAAAAAA4w/da6X9EWhx1M/s1600/Pics%2B373.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oY1Q0JL-70w/TlHEmV_s4aI/AAAAAAAAA4w/da6X9EWhx1M/s400/Pics%2B373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507971090342306" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">He will be 6 months on Sept 4th. His new talent will be helpful as he starts to eat baby food. I think he will catch on quickly. I gave him Tylenol when getting his 4th tooth last week and he was trying to chew and swallow the liquid. I am hoping he will also learn to take a bottle or at least breast-milk in a sippy cup. Momma needs a break! <br /> <br />Noah had so much trouble learning to eat; he would spit out everything, including Tylenol. Noah still spits out foods he doesn't like...we are working on that. But Luke wants to be like he big brother and loves playing with him. So here's one of his first steps to learning all big brother knows! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJdntFweKjU/TlHEl9ns_uI/AAAAAAAAA4g/YnsvJqmBKgE/s1600/Pics%2B371.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJdntFweKjU/TlHEl9ns_uI/AAAAAAAAA4g/YnsvJqmBKgE/s400/Pics%2B371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507964547235554" border="0" /></a>Cutie! <br /></div> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3cDaFW463o/TlHEmzZU2BI/AAAAAAAAA5A/7hQXX6QOdHM/s1600/Pics%2B375.jpg"> <br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7587430059959377856?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-90410725448904196152011-08-18T12:59:00.000-07:002011-08-18T19:40:15.377-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I got a new, rather large pot for my birthday (April 15th). Thanks Mom and Dad! I really love it! But I am just now using it for the first time...Taco Soup is on the menu! Yes, I know it is summer and over 100 degrees outside. I will probably sweat from the heat of the meal but that doesn't stop me. I will say sorry to our company tonight...hope they don't mind :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-quvNLVFY9Xw/Tk1wHrx-ibI/AAAAAAAAA4A/nXLVKiCeTOc/s1600/Pics%2B367.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-quvNLVFY9Xw/Tk1wHrx-ibI/AAAAAAAAA4A/nXLVKiCeTOc/s400/Pics%2B367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642289185478838706" border="0" /></a>I wanted a large pot because I wanted to be able to double and triple my recipes to freeze some. It is nice to be able to cook for many or freeze for later. I am all about freezing...less cooking and more enjoying! Check out the size of that thing... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHpvMo84zAM/Tk1wH39kfqI/AAAAAAAAA4I/yGAd8NFt1nE/s1600/Pics%2B368.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHpvMo84zAM/Tk1wH39kfqI/AAAAAAAAA4I/yGAd8NFt1nE/s400/Pics%2B368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642289188748689058" border="0" /></a>I had to get a picture of this cute boy too. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-_tndrJEps/Tk1wIPRWU0I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/aiy8iw0aQig/s1600/Pics%2B369.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-_tndrJEps/Tk1wIPRWU0I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/aiy8iw0aQig/s400/Pics%2B369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642289195005662018" border="0" /></a>He decided to watch me lift weights while Noah was sleeping. He has never seen me work out. I've only worked out 15 times or so in the last 5 months. Not very consistent...I know. I would be a little more faithful if I got more sleep but waking up early when I am up at night has yet to appeal to me. One day... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkUzPyCsHJM/Tk1wISTa5qI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/biChUJ9RbvI/s1600/Pics%2B370.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkUzPyCsHJM/Tk1wISTa5qI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/biChUJ9RbvI/s400/Pics%2B370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642289195819656866" border="0" /></a>Today I was blessed with continual company...a common thing when you have more than one child where neither are in school, day care, mother's day out, or any kind of babysitting. So Luke got to watch me work out today. It was just one of those days where I just wanted to do something for me. Immediately when I put Noah down for his nap, Luke woke up and then when I put Luke down again Noah was already up playing in his room. Those are not my favorite days because I never get a time to sit down and relax with the Lord. I typically can get 30 minutes to spend with God in their overlapping nap times. I would like to spend time in the Word in the morning but waking up early when I am up at night is not the best idea in this time of life...it probably wouldn't happen. Getting 6 hours normally not in a row doesn't make for an alert Mom in the morning! Sometimes I can read while Luke is playing beside me and Noah napping. I would say prayer time can increases when nursing a child at night but time in the Word decreases. I try to do Scripture memory during the day and that is nice. I've also tried putting Christian music on in the background. I love that! Noah has learned to dance/praise God with me! He loves dancing! I encourage all Moms with young children at home to do what you can when you can...I am sure your heart desperately desires time in the Word as mine does. And when you never have a break as I often do, you have to do what you can when you can. I know I need it even more than ever as I deal with potty training a strong-willed and disobedient two-year-old while holding a teething 5 month old as I am now. I pray the Lord teaches me to be more patient and gracious as I discipline with the love of the Lord and as I say something for the 100th time. It is in these times that I know how ungodly I still am but desire to become a more godly mother for my boys. I pray they remember my godly traits and not those times I reveal that I am a sinner. Thank you Lord for loving me and continuing to work on me each day! <br /></div> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-9041072544890419615?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-5627398716818518702011-08-18T12:55:00.000-07:002011-08-18T14:00:21.782-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Roar...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D6gYElt8RKg/Tk1vGata_dI/AAAAAAAAA3w/VYGpxjr765U/s1600/Pics%2B365.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D6gYElt8RKg/Tk1vGata_dI/AAAAAAAAA3w/VYGpxjr765U/s400/Pics%2B365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642288064204832210" border="0" /></a>Grrr...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTBT00C9Ugs/Tk1vGuDiYhI/AAAAAAAAA34/oW48xwrTnNo/s1600/Pics%2B366.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTBT00C9Ugs/Tk1vGuDiYhI/AAAAAAAAA34/oW48xwrTnNo/s400/Pics%2B366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642288069397864978" border="0" /></a>It's just me...no worries! <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvol2smU9gk/Tk1vGMV8nMI/AAAAAAAAA3o/zpJR9Tgdyc4/s1600/Pics%2B364.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvol2smU9gk/Tk1vGMV8nMI/AAAAAAAAA3o/zpJR9Tgdyc4/s400/Pics%2B364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642288060348275906" border="0" /></a> <br /></div> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-562739871681851870?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-31731006926470526702011-08-16T12:33:00.000-07:002011-08-16T12:59:45.672-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBVJ13TFnLE/TkrIUcUQx0I/AAAAAAAAA3g/GoR0zwp_iGk/s1600/Pics%2B363.jpg"></a><div style="text-align: center;">Noah enjoys getting in Luke's crib and laying with him. They are so sweet! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBVJ13TFnLE/TkrIUcUQx0I/AAAAAAAAA3g/GoR0zwp_iGk/s1600/Pics%2B363.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBVJ13TFnLE/TkrIUcUQx0I/AAAAAAAAA3g/GoR0zwp_iGk/s400/Pics%2B363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641541736759084866" border="0" /></a>Luke likes to reach out for Noah. He loves his big brother! <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ETFyyPC7f6E/TkrHmr050bI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/T5nnvv7eAdM/s1600/Pics%2B360.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ETFyyPC7f6E/TkrHmr050bI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/T5nnvv7eAdM/s400/Pics%2B360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641540950648541618" border="0" /></a>Enjoying each other! <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kqdM5Sq9dGg/TkrHm6IEHRI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/L3CSYT8PLqA/s1600/Pics%2B361.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kqdM5Sq9dGg/TkrHm6IEHRI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/L3CSYT8PLqA/s400/Pics%2B361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641540954487004434" border="0" /></a>Getting ready for church was a bit crazy this morning. John is at the church by 7am so I fly solo getting ready myself and the two boys. It can be interesting some times. I wanted to get a picture of the matching shirts Nana gave us but since it took 5 times to get Noah to keep his shoes on in the last 10 min before church...a picture didn't happen. Here are the boys in their shirts after nap time... <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqh_edTGuoQ/TkrHmTSDbxI/AAAAAAAAA3I/zdFscfLlIjo/s1600/Pics%2B358.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqh_edTGuoQ/TkrHmTSDbxI/AAAAAAAAA3I/zdFscfLlIjo/s400/Pics%2B358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641540944059920146" border="0" /></a>Noah found my sunglasses while cooking with me and thought he looked good!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SZZ5dQ_5Hs/TkrHlpvyfzI/AAAAAAAAA24/gvI1YFTQMxA/s1600/Pics%2B355.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SZZ5dQ_5Hs/TkrHlpvyfzI/AAAAAAAAA24/gvI1YFTQMxA/s400/Pics%2B355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641540932910350130" border="0" /></a>Pretty cool!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SySDdeglc4k/TkrHmGngzEI/AAAAAAAAA3A/VpvKfFjJkT8/s1600/Pics%2B356.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SySDdeglc4k/TkrHmGngzEI/AAAAAAAAA3A/VpvKfFjJkT8/s400/Pics%2B356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641540940660264002" border="0" /></a>Yes, a lot of pictures consist of Noah in his diaper these days...we are potty training again. These problem won't be the last of them... <br /></div> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-3173100692647052670?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-9570853389206447062011-08-12T11:53:00.000-07:002011-08-13T03:58:45.941-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">One of Noah's favorite past times is his cherished fire truck. He rides it alllllllllll day long. Luke really enjoys his walker too!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9pG-x2ABYAQ/TkV3_Fjm8EI/AAAAAAAAA2g/uHHr6nUphmc/s1600/Pics%2B345.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9pG-x2ABYAQ/TkV3_Fjm8EI/AAAAAAAAA2g/uHHr6nUphmc/s400/Pics%2B345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640046034058408002" border="0" /></a>Luke is getting so strong. He was sitting up while the swing was going. He was very interested in the animals on the side of the swing...good ab and back workout!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SdDAWIqmcI/TkV3_Ez7OqI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/OBkSPzhyRXc/s1600/Pics%2B321.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SdDAWIqmcI/TkV3_Ez7OqI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/OBkSPzhyRXc/s400/Pics%2B321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640046033858411170" border="0" /></a>Noah enjoying his lunch! He asks for ham and cheese almost everyday with the except of a peanut butter and honey sandwich at times.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DS5cwuI1BLs/TkV3-nKtzfI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/-fQ35BT6kok/s1600/Pics%2B318.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DS5cwuI1BLs/TkV3-nKtzfI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/-fQ35BT6kok/s400/Pics%2B318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640046025900936690" border="0" /></a>Play time with Mommy...putting everyone in their place.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2RsNnIBgqg/TkV3_hwPjtI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Xy17soH99mo/s1600/Pics%2B348.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2RsNnIBgqg/TkV3_hwPjtI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Xy17soH99mo/s400/Pics%2B348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640046041627594450" border="0" /></a>Yes, Woody is hanging with the hippo on top...buzz is riding the tractor somewhere. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jpMAZzKN4rQ/TkV3_eGuQLI/AAAAAAAAA2o/2Wb_BlfTk_s/s1600/Pics%2B346.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jpMAZzKN4rQ/TkV3_eGuQLI/AAAAAAAAA2o/2Wb_BlfTk_s/s400/Pics%2B346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640046040648138930" border="0" /></a>Oh, the fun we have! <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-957085338920644706?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-4045456971199516882011-08-11T12:32:00.000-07:002011-08-12T11:48:07.982-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Noah seems to enjoy Luke more everyday as he grows and is able to do more. Noah wanted to play with Luke on the bed...a daily occurrence either on our bed or Noah's bed. Today was special because they got to play on our air mattress that we had out.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lZfrpClg-c/TkQyJQpFwUI/AAAAAAAAA2A/gyJ4vfDygNQ/s1600/Pics%2B342.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lZfrpClg-c/TkQyJQpFwUI/AAAAAAAAA2A/gyJ4vfDygNQ/s400/Pics%2B342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639687768042225986" border="0" /></a>Luke really isn't able to sit up yet...he fell down as soon as the picture was over. I wonder if he will soon? He's never wanted lay down much. He even tried picking his head up as a newborn and wasn't happy until I put him upright.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8ZxR-YHJvc/TkQyJM34C6I/AAAAAAAAA14/yLPcsW3s3t8/s1600/Pics%2B341.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8ZxR-YHJvc/TkQyJM34C6I/AAAAAAAAA14/yLPcsW3s3t8/s400/Pics%2B341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639687767030500258" border="0" /></a>Wrestling time...pinned.1.2.3...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6mmPF9KAVI/TkQxUoRZOoI/AAAAAAAAA1o/-RXqSK0BKJk/s1600/Pics%2B335.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6mmPF9KAVI/TkQxUoRZOoI/AAAAAAAAA1o/-RXqSK0BKJk/s400/Pics%2B335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639686863852223106" border="0" /></a>It blesses my heart so much to see them giggling and enjoying each other! <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPQSr1D2X90/TkQxUa0F8aI/AAAAAAAAA1g/I9gQol24ccM/s1600/Pics%2B334.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPQSr1D2X90/TkQxUa0F8aI/AAAAAAAAA1g/I9gQol24ccM/s400/Pics%2B334.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639686860239663522" border="0" /></a>Noah trying to make Luke tough...kneeing him in the face and didn't even cry! <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vrzR3qkF8oM/TkQxT7igS1I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/aQu0nci6d2U/s1600/Pics%2B333.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vrzR3qkF8oM/TkQxT7igS1I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/aQu0nci6d2U/s400/Pics%2B333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639686851844393810" border="0" /></a>He looks up to Noah so much! <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iFyyFBk8H8/TkQxThiUq6I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Xy0EqjCHd6Q/s1600/Pics%2B332.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iFyyFBk8H8/TkQxThiUq6I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Xy0EqjCHd6Q/s400/Pics%2B332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639686844864310178" border="0" /></a>Yea, he is wearing the same color diaper... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n3RnnfmQPQY/TkQvrjIaUEI/AAAAAAAAA04/oEm0iMiUMzY/s1600/Pics%2B327.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n3RnnfmQPQY/TkQvrjIaUEI/AAAAAAAAA04/oEm0iMiUMzY/s400/Pics%2B327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639685058586103874" border="0" /></a>Copy cats...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IGhCM02vI38/TkQvqnSWWjI/AAAAAAAAA0w/jMRyHaCEs-c/s1600/Pics%2B326.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IGhCM02vI38/TkQvqnSWWjI/AAAAAAAAA0w/jMRyHaCEs-c/s400/Pics%2B326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639685042521659954" border="0" /></a>Time to roll... <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58Q5GITNYaU/TkQvrxCW5EI/AAAAAAAAA1A/kLWoYgF3cfw/s1600/Pics%2B328.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58Q5GITNYaU/TkQvrxCW5EI/AAAAAAAAA1A/kLWoYgF3cfw/s400/Pics%2B328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639685062318810178" border="0" /></a>Love them! <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eYCZanOlP9U/TkQvqd--RKI/AAAAAAAAA0o/mg8E_UnkfVk/s1600/Pics%2B324.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eYCZanOlP9U/TkQvqd--RKI/AAAAAAAAA0o/mg8E_UnkfVk/s400/Pics%2B324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639685040024470690" border="0" /></a>Noah jumping as Luke fears for his life...as he laughs.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--7Uvpr4ae4w/TkQvsAgcRBI/AAAAAAAAA1I/OALCfaTd_xU/s1600/Pics%2B330.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--7Uvpr4ae4w/TkQvsAgcRBI/AAAAAAAAA1I/OALCfaTd_xU/s400/Pics%2B330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639685066471523346" border="0" /></a>Done playing and time to snuggle with our Blues. <br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMn_PIAPypM/TkQyJp4lGMI/AAAAAAAAA2I/BELzAgUaLS0/s1600/Pics%2B343.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMn_PIAPypM/TkQyJp4lGMI/AAAAAAAAA2I/BELzAgUaLS0/s400/Pics%2B343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639687774818080962" border="0" /></a> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-404545697119951688?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-72434620662266896282011-07-31T13:31:00.000-07:002011-07-31T13:48:33.515-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">"So where did you leave it last?" Of course, that is the common question anyone would hear after mentioning they lost something. But after watching a comedian, Tim Hawkins, bring out the silliness of that question John and no longer ask each other where we left it last. I still would like to know the answer...I lost my camera. We've had it for years and I am sure it is just in a bag but haven't taken the time to look too hard. I just keep thinking, "Boy, that sure would be a cute picture of the boys!" Then remember I am not sure where my camera is. Of course, my blog is going to suffer because of my lack of pictures. If I didn't have pictures to add I would probably not have a blog. I've never claimed to be a writer. Engineers are actually known to be horrible at 'English.' I would agree...although my husband is quite good at it. But he is good at everything he does. I am not just getting brownie points for that statement either. He really is good at everything he does. After being together over 9 years, I am still shocked when he doesn't know the answer to one of my questions. It doesn't happen very often but it surprises me still. I guess he is not the walking encyclopedia I think he is at times.<br /><br />So, back to my subject (and off the fact that I ran on to another subject proven my lack of proper writing)...the camera. Sorry about having any pictures to add. :( I promise my boys had really cute moments last week. I hope to never forget them in my head. Love them!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7243462066226689628?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-40104066090631497462011-07-15T19:03:00.000-07:002011-07-15T19:10:53.444-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--g6SSRlJOfE/TiDyVT49GOI/AAAAAAAAA0I/soRGES9AbDA/s1600/Pics%2B308.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--g6SSRlJOfE/TiDyVT49GOI/AAAAAAAAA0I/soRGES9AbDA/s400/Pics%2B308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629765982143453410" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ym3jx-bMbi4/TiDyVzzUAfI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/39EcwhEBWbA/s1600/Pics%2B309.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ym3jx-bMbi4/TiDyVzzUAfI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/39EcwhEBWbA/s400/Pics%2B309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629765990709723634" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qw73AyIrhcY/TiDyWXYgs5I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/3-NB5SVbiak/s1600/Pics%2B310.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qw73AyIrhcY/TiDyWXYgs5I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/3-NB5SVbiak/s400/Pics%2B310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629766000260985746" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HNtP8rPLkng/TiDyW2zcQBI/AAAAAAAAA0g/T_caX9XGO4c/s1600/Pics%2B311.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HNtP8rPLkng/TiDyW2zcQBI/AAAAAAAAA0g/T_caX9XGO4c/s400/Pics%2B311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629766008695439378" border="0" /></a>So sweet!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-4010406609063149746?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-21301958604058081222011-07-07T19:47:00.000-07:002011-07-07T19:58:39.916-07:00All these pictures were taken today. It seems like such a long, fun day when I look back on all the boys and I did. Noah and I normally get some play time before Luke wakes up. I think he really likes getting that time together. We started off with some puzzles...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUqw68yyPmU/ThZw6IXWHEI/AAAAAAAAAzo/EJOOZIHUAZ0/s1600/Pics%2B297.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUqw68yyPmU/ThZw6IXWHEI/AAAAAAAAAzo/EJOOZIHUAZ0/s400/Pics%2B297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626808928426138690" border="0" /></a>When Luke woke up, Noah had to join Luke on his play mat. They just talked and talked to each other, laughed, and rolled over. It just blesses my heart to see them loving each other.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AHKVOmBET80/ThZw6vtdhsI/AAAAAAAAAzw/mdqYc8dRhBM/s1600/Pics%2B299.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AHKVOmBET80/ThZw6vtdhsI/AAAAAAAAAzw/mdqYc8dRhBM/s400/Pics%2B299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626808938987882178" border="0" /></a>Another play time on the mat...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tNECIqA-0mg/ThZw6yvkMII/AAAAAAAAAz4/2syxFviPRb0/s1600/Pics%2B302.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tNECIqA-0mg/ThZw6yvkMII/AAAAAAAAAz4/2syxFviPRb0/s400/Pics%2B302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626808939802013826" border="0" /></a>And Luke ready to take his bath...Hooray! Hooray for bath time!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mEUEemIyBso/ThZw7dNwCQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/5zRiT2hXMZE/s1600/Pics%2B305.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mEUEemIyBso/ThZw7dNwCQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/5zRiT2hXMZE/s400/Pics%2B305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626808951202908418" border="0" /></a>Of course we had many other events in our day...blocks, coloring, jumping on the trampoline, hide and seek, working on our letters, saying 'bye' and 'I love you' to Daddy as he leaves for work, watching Luke squeal at his airplane mobile, many diaper changes, lots of crying and time outs, Luke and Noah each sitting on Mom's legs singing songs, jumping on the coach, playing with games, playing with trucks, eating lunch and dinner as a family, lots of eating and drink breaks, reading several books, pretend play in all sorts of ways, playing with balls and trains, etc. etc. Life at the Woogies house!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-2130195860405808122?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-79243632167203528362011-07-06T12:43:00.000-07:002011-07-07T07:01:39.410-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Since our pool from last year had a leak in it, Grammy gave us hers. Noah loves it; thanks Grammy. He is finally starting to swim a little more and allowing some water in his face. I think it helped that he swam with others his age at our family reunion. He had a blast then and is really enjoying it now. He even went down the slide into the pool! I am so glad he is loving it now!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XH1DqEc9GK0/ThS8OmwFINI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/4m9q7CX5C5w/s1600/Pics%2B289.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XH1DqEc9GK0/ThS8OmwFINI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/4m9q7CX5C5w/s400/Pics%2B289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626328793598992594" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VIYocHXWCA4/ThS8OHvm-fI/AAAAAAAAAzI/NaALeYM0j0k/s1600/Pics%2B288.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VIYocHXWCA4/ThS8OHvm-fI/AAAAAAAAAzI/NaALeYM0j0k/s400/Pics%2B288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626328785275517426" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnLsm9Yo0nA/ThS8PDGghQI/AAAAAAAAAzY/rFa33WIFmCE/s1600/Pics%2B290.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnLsm9Yo0nA/ThS8PDGghQI/AAAAAAAAAzY/rFa33WIFmCE/s400/Pics%2B290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626328801209255170" border="0" /></a>Look at that water splashing on him. He had a blast!<br /><br />Just had to add this picture of my boys. They have their own look but definitely look like brothers! Cuties!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kRSs5VMGjdk/ThS8QFl3NVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/HXMeg-06KYo/s1600/Pics%2B296.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kRSs5VMGjdk/ThS8QFl3NVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/HXMeg-06KYo/s400/Pics%2B296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626328819057505618" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7924363216720352836?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-47726392290354001152011-07-06T12:25:00.000-07:002011-07-06T12:42:37.625-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">We went to Fairview again for July 4th. John's side of the family has a family reunion every year and it is a pretty big deal. We have a blast and look forward to it each year!<br /><br />So we found ourselves packing again...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Z2DLC0-aiw/ThS3s0TWw9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/pDbAk9eYvS4/s1600/Pics%2B283.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Z2DLC0-aiw/ThS3s0TWw9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/pDbAk9eYvS4/s400/Pics%2B283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626323815074546642" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xUw6xWCEbYY/ThS3tr93GqI/AAAAAAAAAy4/xRhURkZUpgw/s1600/Pics%2B284.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xUw6xWCEbYY/ThS3tr93GqI/AAAAAAAAAy4/xRhURkZUpgw/s400/Pics%2B284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626323830016776866" border="0" /></a>Noah apparently thought he could travel in Luke's pack n' play. I don't think that would have been legal! I was surprised to see him in it when I walked into Luke's room! He loves hiding. I have yet to have a problem finding him...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We went Friday and came back Saturday night late. But we only came back with Luke. Noah stayed there with Grammy. It was strange only having Luke in the car on the way home. We did some sleep training with Luke while Noah was at 'Grammy camp.' Reading a few books to Luke is part of his night time routine. We started this with Noah when he was 4 months also and it works like a charm! Noah is VERY into his routine and knows when it is time to settle down and go to bed! I am thankful now that Luke also knows how to fall asleep on his own. Yea for Mommy and Daddy time! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F2iSO4TPCn4/ThS3uNF2I6I/AAAAAAAAAzA/HbgKfDrcMmo/s1600/Pics%2B287.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F2iSO4TPCn4/ThS3uNF2I6I/AAAAAAAAAzA/HbgKfDrcMmo/s400/Pics%2B287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626323838908638114" border="0" /></a>How sweet is that!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-4772639229035400115?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-76205313811671307092011-06-30T13:58:00.001-07:002011-06-30T14:39:26.760-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Saturday, Noah, Luke and I met John in Oklahoma City. He had been at youth church camp all week and the boys and I were in Fairview visiting family. It was nice to be back together again. We celebrated by going to the circus. It is the first time Noah or Luke had been to the circus. Of course, I don't think Luke will remember much...have even slept through some of it!<br /><br />They had a pre-show before the circus where you could walk around to see the clowns, get tattoos, see the acrobats, see the main elephant, guys on stilts, guys who juggled, try on outfits, take a picture on the motorcycle, and more. Mommy picked up a couple clown noses for the boys...aren't they cute! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQbiGbwDUsM/TgzoPA5pivI/AAAAAAAAAxg/msFqtqeC6EY/s1600/Pics%2B248.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQbiGbwDUsM/TgzoPA5pivI/AAAAAAAAAxg/msFqtqeC6EY/s400/Pics%2B248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624125379316386546" border="0" /></a>This was one of my favorite things. I saw them in the pre-show but unfortunately missed it during the show...Luke got hungry. It was right up my alley...they are pretty much gymnast/cheerleaders.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O5tljImV3tE/TgzoPxF5OuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/MjGvhAm8r1I/s1600/Pics%2B249.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O5tljImV3tE/TgzoPxF5OuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/MjGvhAm8r1I/s400/Pics%2B249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624125392252648162" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ebeVbKxHTHc/TgzlZsekugI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ExTFHpV6BcQ/s1600/Pics%2B246.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ebeVbKxHTHc/TgzlZsekugI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ExTFHpV6BcQ/s400/Pics%2B246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624122264277793282" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NaZQABZCxY0/TgzlY0ZwfTI/AAAAAAAAAwA/dRePPj758Wc/s1600/Pics%2B244.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NaZQABZCxY0/TgzlY0ZwfTI/AAAAAAAAAwA/dRePPj758Wc/s400/Pics%2B244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624122249225207090" border="0" /></a>Noah's favorite part of the circus was the elephants. He loves elephants. Daddy and Mommy are often elephants around the house while Noah rides on our back. We also recently saw the new baby elephant at the Oklahoma City zoo. I don't think they rank higher than the hippo on Noah's chart but they are pretty cool! I had to get several pictures of the elephants so that we could refer back to them when Noah needs an elephant fix.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-URLVej4FUIE/TgzoNzMsgmI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/udsgolOPUYE/s1600/Pics%2B268.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-URLVej4FUIE/TgzoNzMsgmI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/udsgolOPUYE/s400/Pics%2B268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624125358458307170" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CKD--KEmzBU/TgznAMC-MQI/AAAAAAAAAxA/atKo7a7Xcyg/s1600/Pics%2B264.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CKD--KEmzBU/TgznAMC-MQI/AAAAAAAAAxA/atKo7a7Xcyg/s400/Pics%2B264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624124025098612994" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qHXFAj0qXtE/Tgzm-8ypqCI/AAAAAAAAAww/oo40_CRBj04/s1600/Pics%2B256.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qHXFAj0qXtE/Tgzm-8ypqCI/AAAAAAAAAww/oo40_CRBj04/s400/Pics%2B256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624124003823757346" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NV011I2GZp4/Tgzm-fvLm6I/AAAAAAAAAwo/_29NLwISvi8/s1600/Pics%2B255.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NV011I2GZp4/Tgzm-fvLm6I/AAAAAAAAAwo/_29NLwISvi8/s400/Pics%2B255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624123996024576930" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nVVLjwoUzFk/TgznAdhvN8I/AAAAAAAAAxI/hBrHpxuuYBM/s1600/Pics%2B267.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nVVLjwoUzFk/TgznAdhvN8I/AAAAAAAAAxI/hBrHpxuuYBM/s400/Pics%2B267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624124029791057858" border="0" /></a>They also had lots of tigers. It was neat to see them. They were soooo big! I am sure that man fears for his life a little each time he does that. I am pretty sure I don't want to have that job when I grow up!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hqy2FzrJu7Q/TgzlaiCuMcI/AAAAAAAAAwY/tk-Va50ZUlM/s1600/Pics%2B252.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hqy2FzrJu7Q/TgzlaiCuMcI/AAAAAAAAAwY/tk-Va50ZUlM/s400/Pics%2B252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624122278656487874" border="0" /></a>I enjoyed the trampolines too. It was neat to see them flying so high and doing trips without running into each other. Pretty neat!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-22k6Gfx0xdE/Tgzm_VCudxI/AAAAAAAAAw4/wubHJwME95Y/s1600/Pics%2B269.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-22k6Gfx0xdE/Tgzm_VCudxI/AAAAAAAAAw4/wubHJwME95Y/s400/Pics%2B269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624124010333632274" border="0" /></a>Noah had a blast and really focused in on the elephants. I would say he was a bit young and uninterested in most anything that wasn't an animal. He is a pretty active boy to be sitting there so long but did well. It was the first time he has gone anywhere that he had to sit for a while and do well with it. We haven't attempted any other shows or movies and he didn't do well at football or basketball games...maybe in another year.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VEc9_kJ9-kM/TgzlaJHX0LI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/wJswfyeaark/s1600/Pics%2B251.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VEc9_kJ9-kM/TgzlaJHX0LI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/wJswfyeaark/s400/Pics%2B251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624122271965106354" border="0" /></a>Here is my sweet Luke. Isn't he cute...and tired!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsQsLKYAzd0/TgzlbBZsYMI/AAAAAAAAAwg/0GWO7tj7Ths/s1600/Pics%2B254.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsQsLKYAzd0/TgzlbBZsYMI/AAAAAAAAAwg/0GWO7tj7Ths/s400/Pics%2B254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624122287074336962" border="0" /></a>We had a blast! Thanks Grammy and Pop for taking us! It was so fun to experience it with you two!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7620531381167130709?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-59962409888176639882011-06-30T13:56:00.000-07:002011-06-30T18:59:13.152-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I am trying to get better at taking pictures. I love looking at pictures of the boys but just don't remember to take them in the moment. I feel like I need to work at it now or poor Luke will miss out on some of these precious childhood memories. I am so blessed to have these cuties!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gp6mZV8UiSw/TgzuaBEvngI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/7CmeksEttTw/s1600/Pics%2B277.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gp6mZV8UiSw/TgzuaBEvngI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/7CmeksEttTw/s400/Pics%2B277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624132165411249666" border="0" /></a>The boys love helping me with tasks...well, Noah does and Luke just wants to be where I am. I try to get some of my tasks done while they are awake because it is a rare moment when they are both sleeping. I try to take advantage of those times to spend time with the Lord, read, work out, or do something for myself. I also feel like it is good for the boys to learn to help Mommy. They need to know that they are a part of the family and need to do their part to make the everything work around the house. They are too young to do to much on their own but do great helping me. The time and discipline is finally paying off...sometimes you wonder if it is clicking in the moment. Noah is becoming such a polite, helping boy. It is all by God's grace!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XjDI0bPv2UE/TgzuYNwD9NI/AAAAAAAAAxw/TN-6HgaVvGs/s1600/Pics%2B271.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XjDI0bPv2UE/TgzuYNwD9NI/AAAAAAAAAxw/TN-6HgaVvGs/s400/Pics%2B271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624132134454424786" border="0" /></a>Noah did such a good job helping me with dinner. He tore up all this lettuce by himself. He had to make all the pieces about the same size. I am glad he likes cooking with me. Hoping he wants to cook dinner for us one day. Wouldn't that be great!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aw6SCQXXfwE/Tgzx8MuVLyI/AAAAAAAAAyg/XtyhBjRYzSQ/s1600/Pics%2B279.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aw6SCQXXfwE/Tgzx8MuVLyI/AAAAAAAAAyg/XtyhBjRYzSQ/s400/Pics%2B279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624136051188903714" border="0" /></a>Noah is such a helpful big brother. I try to involve him in taking care of Luke. Since Luke is teething (already has two teeth in) then Noah thought he would help him out by putting a teething toy in his mouth. So helpful!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rs04iknFL3c/TgzuZXstPvI/AAAAAAAAAyA/88m3w4nfzfE/s1600/Pics%2B270.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rs04iknFL3c/TgzuZXstPvI/AAAAAAAAAyA/88m3w4nfzfE/s400/Pics%2B270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624132154304577266" border="0" /></a>Lunch time at the Woogies house...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l25hRErpcd8/TgzuY9N4aCI/AAAAAAAAAx4/M7qnmGN1PAY/s1600/Pics%2B273.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l25hRErpcd8/TgzuY9N4aCI/AAAAAAAAAx4/M7qnmGN1PAY/s400/Pics%2B273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624132147195963426" border="0" /></a>When Luke is sleeping, I try to be intentional with Noah since I pay quite a bit of attention to Luke when he is awake. We do school, cook, play rough, play outside, games on the computer or board games, etc. Noah loves circles and is a perfectionist so this was a fun task for him. We decided to put everything in a circle around his dice tower. He did such a good job!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_bYFxYBl0vw/TgzvKtvMn1I/AAAAAAAAAyY/GdNMwxs7_8Y/s1600/Pics%2B276.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_bYFxYBl0vw/TgzvKtvMn1I/AAAAAAAAAyY/GdNMwxs7_8Y/s400/Pics%2B276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624133002034192210" border="0" /></a>It is hard to feed Luke these days. We have to be in a room by ourselves without any noise. Otherwise, Luke wants to know what is going on with Noah or whoever. He is a little social bug and always wanting to learn about this world he now sees. After I fed Luke, I walked out to see Noah working on this masterpiece. He had gotten them all out of the bag and told me he was putting them in rows.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9o3lgNPMYSw/Tgzx9PYHejI/AAAAAAAAAyo/GxDyFBVj0A8/s1600/Pics%2B280.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9o3lgNPMYSw/Tgzx9PYHejI/AAAAAAAAAyo/GxDyFBVj0A8/s400/Pics%2B280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624136069080906290" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-5996240988817663988?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-87788554830059923482011-06-27T13:56:00.000-07:002011-06-28T08:12:22.461-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">We had a great time in Fairview. I decided to take the boys there because John was going to be at Youth Church camp all week. I like to visit family when he is going to be gone for a while. I went to Mesquite to be with my family when John went to Russia in May and now we have visited Daddy's side of the family. It was a fun and busy week.<br /><br />One evening we went to visit the historical society. Grandpa met us out there with the cub cadet. We rode around in it and Noah really enjoyed that. One of the stops we made was Noah's Great Great Grandpa Wohlgemuth's house. It was moved out to the historical society for show. Pretty neat!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJNW_qZD78o/Tgj0JycqyBI/AAAAAAAAAvo/jm8ysDQCP5g/s1600/Pics%2B237.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJNW_qZD78o/Tgj0JycqyBI/AAAAAAAAAvo/jm8ysDQCP5g/s400/Pics%2B237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623012583770081298" border="0" /></a>One of Noah's favorite parts of the tour was the huge trains. This is the back of the coal car. He wanted to climb up...already trying to scare Grammy and Mommy!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSjc1CH2XUk/Tgj0K6M1uNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/b2DPucZfMoQ/s1600/Pics%2B241.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSjc1CH2XUk/Tgj0K6M1uNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/b2DPucZfMoQ/s400/Pics%2B241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623012603031042258" border="0" /></a>Here is the caboose that the society got for free. They plan on fixing it up. Can't wait to see it complete! Marva's friend Sarah is holding Noah in the front of it. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LpNQ9Ao6tA4/Tgj0LX0wEvI/AAAAAAAAAv4/iA0C9Uhhbgk/s1600/Pics%2B243.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LpNQ9Ao6tA4/Tgj0LX0wEvI/AAAAAAAAAv4/iA0C9Uhhbgk/s400/Pics%2B243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623012610983072498" border="0" /></a>Noah and I had to take a picture on the train. We climbed up there and peeked around a little. It was so high! I don't think I am as much as a dare devil as I used to be. I sure wouldn't mind being in Heaven (falling off it) but now I think of my husband and boys that I would leave behind. :(<br /><br />Noah had to wear his Thomas outfit for the visit!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6h9cVB4bwMs/Tgjv97lJ0zI/AAAAAAAAAvI/sMNkthqTYfs/s1600/Pics%2B226.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6h9cVB4bwMs/Tgjv97lJ0zI/AAAAAAAAAvI/sMNkthqTYfs/s400/Pics%2B226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623007982016647986" border="0" /></a>Here is the engine from the front. It is huge!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CiekYpSlZ2k/Tgjv9XXLIeI/AAAAAAAAAvA/lPry8A5bfCs/s1600/Pics%2B225.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CiekYpSlZ2k/Tgjv9XXLIeI/AAAAAAAAAvA/lPry8A5bfCs/s400/Pics%2B225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623007972294336994" border="0" /></a>We also saw a old tractor. Noah loves tractors so I had to get a pic of him. It was kinda hard for him to look into the sun for the picture...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4g225T0fWfg/Tgj0JTAI0CI/AAAAAAAAAvg/dkmTHq_q2iA/s1600/Pics%2B235.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4g225T0fWfg/Tgj0JTAI0CI/AAAAAAAAAvg/dkmTHq_q2iA/s400/Pics%2B235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623012575328915490" border="0" /></a>Here is Grammy, Grandpa, Noah, and Sarah on the cub cadet. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lk2pOoaU1k/Tgjv-y-SO9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/B_B8q6OTwGI/s1600/Pics%2B229.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lk2pOoaU1k/Tgjv-y-SO9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/B_B8q6OTwGI/s400/Pics%2B229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623007996886006738" border="0" /></a>This is a suspension bridge that Grandpa helped build nearly 20 years ago. Noah loved running across it. There is a bridge like this (that bounces) at the playground in Weatherford and Noah loves it. It was fun to see him bouncing on a bigger version!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qb1HfpYPDI/Tgjv_R44R-I/AAAAAAAAAvY/Gyt0-3hiDQM/s1600/Pics%2B231.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qb1HfpYPDI/Tgjv_R44R-I/AAAAAAAAAvY/Gyt0-3hiDQM/s400/Pics%2B231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623008005184833506" border="0" /></a>It blessed my heart to see Noah playing with his brother. He had so much fun. He kept pushing Luke around house and wanted to do it again and again. I can foresee Noah really enjoying playing with Luke as he gets older. Noah just loves playing with other kids and will enjoy having a brother around to play with. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQq2TS_rUa8/Tgjv86rgKDI/AAAAAAAAAu4/-SdG4JUAT4s/s1600/Pics%2B223.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQq2TS_rUa8/Tgjv86rgKDI/AAAAAAAAAu4/-SdG4JUAT4s/s400/Pics%2B223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623007964594972722" border="0" /></a>Thanks Grandpa, Nana, and Grammy for such a good time! We love you all!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8778855483005992348?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-16405131256999553982011-06-19T19:24:00.000-07:002011-06-19T19:54:05.258-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Ever since Noah was little I pushed something called 'Blue' upon him. I heard of kids getting attached to a large blanket or something big and didn't want that to happen. So, I thought giving this to Noah would be better than something so big. His 'Blue' is a small dog with a tiny blanket attached. I actually bought two foreseeing that I would need to wash it and still have one to give him. Noah now knows he has two but he is OK with that and likes them equally. He often wants to have the other Blue and switch them out. He sleeps with it every day and night and often carries it around the house. Luke now has his own 'Blue.' Nana (John's Grandma) got Luke a Blue and this is the first time he's had it. He seems to like it already. Noah was very excited to show Luke his 'Blue' and wanted to take a picture of them. Luke's blue is an elephant. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zAFwJYHxZqE/Tf6wQTwM4LI/AAAAAAAAAug/fIBoaLwSTiY/s1600/Pics%2B211.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zAFwJYHxZqE/Tf6wQTwM4LI/AAAAAAAAAug/fIBoaLwSTiY/s400/Pics%2B211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620123179231797426" border="0" /></a>I went ahead and bought another Blue for Luke too. I thought Noah would be jealous of Luke's Blue and want it too be he is not. Here is a picture of Luke playing with his Blue.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mkp09SvBXzM/Tf6wQr4wFtI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Ucumo01LWNQ/s1600/Pics%2B214.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mkp09SvBXzM/Tf6wQr4wFtI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Ucumo01LWNQ/s400/Pics%2B214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620123185710110418" border="0" /></a>Noah wanted me to take a picture of a funny face he was going to make but just smiled instead. <span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7FQJ7hACHwU/Tf6wRDzYUvI/AAAAAAAAAuw/X7UiFev6NDc/s1600/Pics%2B213.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7FQJ7hACHwU/Tf6wRDzYUvI/AAAAAAAAAuw/X7UiFev6NDc/s400/Pics%2B213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620123192130032370" border="0" /></a>What a cutie!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-1640513125699955398?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-1525228355828960442011-06-13T13:44:00.000-07:002011-06-13T14:27:14.187-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Noah is so much fun right now. He just cracks me up all day with the things he says...he never stops talking and if he runs out of things to say then he will just say silly sounds while dancing and laugh at himself. He is so full of joy and love for life. He has quite the imagination too. Yesterday during lunch he was pretending that part of his peanut butter sandwich was a dog who was sad because he lost his sock and his foot was cold. We had to go searching for his sock.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We have been spending more time outside lately. We got out his pool from last year and he loved it. We realized the next day that it had a slow leak so we will have to invest in another one! He is such a cutie...how can you resist playing with that kid!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ng_jPSTz8/TfZ5C0gIL2I/AAAAAAAAAuY/cxiAHIM9RR0/s1600/Pics%2B208.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ng_jPSTz8/TfZ5C0gIL2I/AAAAAAAAAuY/cxiAHIM9RR0/s400/Pics%2B208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617810674551369570" border="0" /></a>He is learning my routine with Luke. When Luke woke up from his nap, Noah got my nursing pillow and brought it in the front room so that he could feed Luke. "I feed Luke, Momma," Noah said. I put Luke on the pillow but he wasn't quite sure what to do after that...pretty sure he isn't producing any milk!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_0rQclzLrE/TfZ5B43RCpI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/09bupNGJXvE/s1600/Pics%2B204.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_0rQclzLrE/TfZ5B43RCpI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/09bupNGJXvE/s400/Pics%2B204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617810658542291602" border="0" /></a>Here are the potato heads that we put together one day. He wanted to take a picture so we could show Daddy our creations. So proud!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zdLlyTUvAo0/TfZ5Berrs5I/AAAAAAAAAuI/q6r22QDzn6I/s1600/Pics%2B207.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zdLlyTUvAo0/TfZ5Berrs5I/AAAAAAAAAuI/q6r22QDzn6I/s400/Pics%2B207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617810651514385298" border="0" /></a>Here is our swing set that John put together with Larry. It is great! We love it! Noah loves the fort and swing the best. He can swing forever!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FpVlbMrVyD4/TfZ5A7ApCzI/AAAAAAAAAuA/a6bnPVxogHc/s1600/Pics%2B203.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FpVlbMrVyD4/TfZ5A7ApCzI/AAAAAAAAAuA/a6bnPVxogHc/s400/Pics%2B203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617810641938615090" border="0" /></a>Had to get a picture of Luke in here since he is so precious! He is really rolling over both ways now and doing great. He can hold his head up while on his tummy pretty well. Just love that smile...I can't get enough of him!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqrcQhmQRUU/TfZ5AXK7h1I/AAAAAAAAAt4/wzqKgYMhHF4/s1600/Pics%2B202.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqrcQhmQRUU/TfZ5AXK7h1I/AAAAAAAAAt4/wzqKgYMhHF4/s400/Pics%2B202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617810632318093138" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-152522835582896044?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-72416420154205467182011-06-02T13:20:00.000-07:002011-06-03T12:43:28.860-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Noah</span></span><br />Noah is so much fun! It seems like he is learning a ton EVERYDAY! He is such a smart boy and full of life. We really enjoy our time together. Here are a few insights into like with Noah:<br />*He is learning more and more about the Lord. It blesses my heart to hear him give the right answers to certain questions. I hope that helps him come to know the Lord as his personal Savior some day. We are praying for him always!<br />*He is a Type A person. Both of his parents are...so what do you expect! He likes everything to color coordinate. He separates Legos, colored letters, candy, etc. He even had to eat his fruity cheerios one color at a time on his spoon!<br />*Along with that, he loves his routines and everything to be done properly. His bedtime routine must be done to a 'T,' his toys must be in the RIGHT spot (but he does have his time to be destructive and just tosses everything around) before moving on to the next task, everyone must be properly clothed with a shirt and pants (wonders why Luke often doesn't wear pants), knows he needs his shoes, bag, and keys before heading to the church building. Love that kid!<br />*He is so loving. He loves to kiss, hug (he has to hug you before he kisses you-'the right order'), and one of his favorite things to do now is butterfly kisses. I try to get all I can because one day I won't be soooo cool!<br />*He is full of joy for life. Everything is exciting! He has the most expressive face and doesn't hide his emotions one bit. Praying he learns real joy in Christ one day and shares it with all he comes in contact with!<br />*He loves his Daddy. He loves to tell Daddy he loves him and to have a good day. He always announces when Daddy gets home with a huge smile on his face. One of his favorite things to do is wrestle with Dad, crawl on him, jump on his tummy (good ab workout!), and ride him like he is an elephant. So sweet!<br />*He loves what we call 'school.' I work with him while Luke is sleeping on his letters and numbers. He learns them so quickly! We color letter pages, play games, and read books. It is a special time.<br />*He is so active. He loves to run and climb on anything he finds. We got a swing set and trampoline for him and look forward to him playing on it!<br />*He is very polite. He using please, thank you, excuse me, etc. all the time.<br />*Loves TV and movies: Thomas the Train, Curious George, Little Bear, Clifford, Olivia, The Cat in the Hat, Chuggington, Sesame Street, Madagascar, and Toy Story.<br />*Loves to read! He will sit through books way above his age and enjoys them so much.<br />*He is great at puzzles and has been doing 3 to 7 year old puzzles since he was 2. He has a photographic memory like his Daddy. He is also really good at matching games where he can find a pair after one look.<br />*He still nurses his drinks all day. He will down a glass while keeping it to the side of his mouth so he doesn't have to stop playing. Clever boy!<br />*Loves all his stuffed animals but especially his 'Blue' which is a small doggy with a little blanket attached.<br />*Does well at going the potty in the potty and often tells me he needs to go. But we haven't transitioned to big boy underwear yet since he drinks so much and cannot hold it longer than 10 to 15 minutes.<br />*Is doing better at eating since we make him try one big of everything. He is still picking and has a huge sweet tooth. He loves having dessert after every lunch and dinner meal like his Mommy and Daddy. I guess he learned that bad habit from us! He likes to eat either ham and cheese for lunch or peanut butter sandwiches. And of course, everything is better with ketchup!<br />*He loves to play outside in his sand box, climb trees, find sticks, kick or throw the ball, or just run around.<br />*He loves playing with other kids. He always has. He will not hesitate to go up to a kid at a playground to play with them. It is so cute to see! I hope he never loses that and always seeks others out for the Lord! I always say he would have been good as a twin or second kid because he loves playing with others his size. So sweet!<br />* He is learning to be a good helper. I loves to help with the dishes, cooking especially, laundry, Luke's diaper changes,etc.<br />*Has a habit of calling me Momma and instead of Mommy now. It seems weird to hear it after he was capable of saying Mommy for so long. I think he learned it from his <span style="font-style: italic;">Mamma Bear</span> book. He also likes to call Luke, 'Lukey.' Not sure where he got that from?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Luke</span></span><br />Luke is a great baby. He has done everything with relative ease at this point. He is eating well and gaining weight quick. In fact, he was in the 97 percentile at his 2 month appointment for height and 75 percentile for weight! He brings so much joy to our lives.<br />*He loves to be held. I love holding him and putting my face against his checks. He is so soft and warm with his Daddy. Can't get better than that!<br />*Joyful - He will smile and talk to anyone and even do it when no one is paying any attention to him. He even likes to take breaks to smile and talk to me while eating. Social bug! It brings joy to my heart to share that time with him!<br />*Strong - He is rolling over. He can roll from his tummy to his back and often does it all night long. Yes, I have a tummy sleeper and does not want to be on his back! He often wakes my up every 1 1/2 or 2 to roll him over or eat...it makes for a long night. Last night is was every 3 hours thankfully! It is hard to wake up so much when he was sleeping around 6 hours in a row until he learned to roll over. I remember Noah having this problem too. I look forward to him learning to roll the other way so I can do the CRY IT OUT method with him and sleep for longer periods.<br />*Loves to play. He started hitting toys and play at 2 months and is getting better at it. He loves his floor mat and tries to hit and grab the toys.<br />*Loves his bath. He doesn't cry and loves to splash around. I think he is going to outgrow his baby bath before he can sit up in the bath tub with Noah. Last night he was kicking his legs so much that he got water all over the kitchen floor!<br /><br />There is so much more that I could share but I hope you have a little insight into life with my boys. I am a blessed Mommy and wife! Thank you Lord for my blessings! I couldn't have better males in my life!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7241642015420546718?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-43987123856864820792011-05-22T19:27:00.000-07:002011-05-23T13:34:41.386-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Luke is rolling! I was shocked to see him on his back last night and again this afternoon. He is rolling from his tummy to his back! What a big boy! He will not even be 3 months June 4th! Yea, I am a proud Mommy...just may not be so happy about getting out of bed to place him back on his tummy in the middle of the night...<br /><br />Getting Ready for bed! I love those boys...and man!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5yBrBuGOlY/TdnH1r_jNZI/AAAAAAAAAts/-E1qSxPS2-Y/s1600/Pics%2B199.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5yBrBuGOlY/TdnH1r_jNZI/AAAAAAAAAts/-E1qSxPS2-Y/s400/Pics%2B199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609734536022930834" border="0" /></a>Luke is stylin' in his jump suit. I loved when Noah would wear it and now Luke is lookin' fine in it too! Cute boy!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psuZId6dK6c/TdnH04iQvnI/AAAAAAAAAtc/exRVEDrmsZw/s1600/Pics%2B195.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psuZId6dK6c/TdnH04iQvnI/AAAAAAAAAtc/exRVEDrmsZw/s400/Pics%2B195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609734522209877618" border="0" /></a>Here is Noah playing with his trains. He loves his new Thomas and Friends blanket that Kathy Neufeld made! Thanks Kathy; he loves it!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jOEngyVY6w/TdnH1Y2S0tI/AAAAAAAAAtk/68zYHD25lI4/s1600/Pics%2B198.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jOEngyVY6w/TdnH1Y2S0tI/AAAAAAAAAtk/68zYHD25lI4/s400/Pics%2B198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609734530883834578" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-4398712385686482079?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-1255966904050899582011-05-11T18:10:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:39:32.162-07:00<div align="center">Today went pretty well. Noah started off with pooping in his night diaper and peeing while on my lap but after that it went well. He went about every 30 minutes except for one 1 1/2 stretch. That stretch stressed me out a little. I didn't want Noah making a mistake while eating lunch, nursingLuke, etc. It seems like at least one time during the day everything seems to happen at once where it is hard to manage potty training with everything else. After that I put a pull up diaper on him. He did really well with that. I think he liked the freedom of being on the couch and whenever he wanted without me stressing out about it. He never made a mistake in the diaper and went on the potty every time. I am thankful he is now going on the tiny porter potty as well as the big potty in the bathroom. I was worried for a time that he wouldn't ever want to go on the big potty. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I think it will be a while until I am comfortable taking him in public. I am not excited about sticking his cute little bottom on a public toliet. I might have to wipe it off before I let him sit there and put his hands all over it...Ahhhh! I am grossed out just thinking about it. And I am saying that after cleaning up poop, was peed on, spit up on, and everything else today.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Nana gave Noah a big Thomas the Train pillow for doing so well potty training. I had such a hard time trying to decide between the Thomas pillow and either Woody or Buzz. He loves them all but Thomas matches to well with his room theme. He loves it! He is such a big boy!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-125596690405089958?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-24230581693097710162011-05-10T15:58:00.000-07:002011-05-10T20:05:54.895-07:00<div align="center">Today went well. Noah didn't have a mistake until around 5pm. He was going every 30 minutes or so and did well. I tried to get him to go around 5pm because I know he needed to. I could tell that he just sat on there and didn't try. I kept telling him to try and he didn't. One minute later he made a mistake on the couch :( I was upset with him more because he didn't try than making a mistake that could have been avoided. I should have made him try by force but was trying to make it a more pleasent experience today; especially since he was doing so well. After that he was sentenced back to the tile after getting the privalege of being on the carpet all day. I feel bad for him...he isn't even 2 1/2 yet but I now he can do this if he tries as most of the day proved. We even had company today and he did well with that. My friend Laine and her two boys came to visit. It was really nice to visit with her but it was also a bit crazy at times given that we had four kids to watch all under the age of 2 1/2. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I will continue to limit Noah's drinking tomorrow and make him go every 30 minutes. I guess that will be the plan until he can learn to tell me consistantly when he needs to go himself. He is able to at times but it just depends on how exciting the activity is at the time. Most of the children who have recetly been trained are still not able to do that so I imagine that will not be any time soon...Noah is not even 2 1/2! I am so proud of him! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-2423058169309771016?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-79813224000475340712011-05-09T19:24:00.000-07:002011-05-09T19:55:34.007-07:00<div align="center">I called this 'Really Day 4' since it is the fourth day I really tried to train him and didn't put diapers on him all day. Today was a rough day. My parents take care of Makenna all day on Monday and Noah LOVES Makenna. I love when she can come over because he just adores her. It was really hard to manage them playing while trying to potty train Noah. Makenna has a personal space that no one can enter and is very sweet and gentle. Noah has no personal space, loves touch, and is very active and rough. So that can get interesting at times. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">We have only allowed Noah to stay on the tile or outside while he is potty training so that he doesn't make any mistakes on the carpet. That was exceptionally hard today because Makenna wanted to be on the carpet and of course Noah wanted to be wherever Makenna was...trouble. It was so sad to try to make him stay on the tile when we were on the carpet...it was like we were telling him he didn't belong. It was sad. I tried to stay on the tile as much as I could so he would not be alone.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">He actually had his first mistake on the stairs. I told him to stay off the carpet after the mistake and of course he started climbing the stairs on the outside of the rail. Yea, not safe. But all is well and we did somehow survive the day. I think the hardest part of the day was taking Noah to gymnastics class with Makenna. I knew he would like it and wanted to get him out of the house for some fun...it didn't go well. I knew I would regret the trip before I took Noah and hauled Luke along with me. On my way home, I told myself a million times...why did I do that. Noah didn't want to do what the class was doing. He didn't want to jump on his own tramp but wanted to jump with Makenna. He didn't want to do the dancing part of the class either. He wanted to climb and jump into the pit only. He loved pit time and did OK on the obsticle part. Finally after taking him to the stands and back to class about 8 times, I said it was time to go. He kicked and screamed because he wanted to stay. He cried harder than he ever has in his ENTIRE life when we left and tried to get him into his car seat. I didn't think I was going to accompolish the task of getting him into his seat. He wanted to go back to gymnastics. All of this going on while Luke is screaming his head off. It was a pleasent ride home. I immediately gave Noah his milk, bath, and put him to bed. After he didn't fall asleep I let him get up again and eat a nutragrain bar before going to bed again (since he didn't eat dinner well and I didn't want him waking up early again). Noah was so sweet and cute at that point so it made me forget how hard the day was. He is so loving and precious and did great on the potty at that point (he knew he needed to poop, told me, and went). He helped me bathe Luke and had some sweet time with Grandpa and Nana. I guess God gives us those times to forget the ones where you want to pull your hair out. Mothering is not easy but God gives us the strength, grace, and patience to endure. I thank God everyday for my special boys. I love them so much. I am blessed to have them. I just hope they learn the godly things I do and not how impatient and frustrated I can get with their disobedience. Praise God for forgiveness and loving us even when we are sinners! God is good!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I am going to try to give Noah a lot less drink tomorrow and see how well he does. I think he is getting extremely tired of going to the potty every 15 minutes. I think he will do a lot better when he can actually play for a while before having to go again. I think he knows when he needs to poop and doing pretty well holding his pee and going on the potty when I take him. The difficult part is when I can't take him because I am nursing Luke or trying to put him down. I think that will be a continually struggle until Noah can really hold it well for a while. Better get to sleep so I am ready for Day 5. :)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7981322400047534071?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-35713986856048429242011-05-08T18:47:00.000-07:002011-05-08T19:02:29.456-07:00<div align="center">We did not potty train again today. It would have been too hard to do with Church and so much going on. It was fun to go to Church with my sister and her daughter. Noah loved being in class with Makenna!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">We enjoyed our dinner also. Hamburgers, corn on the cob, french fries, fruit, and homemade chocolate chip cookies. It was great! Before and after dinner Makenna and Noah enjoyed swimming and playing with my other sister, Amy's, dog. Lily (the dog) has so much energy and loves giving kisses! The kids loved her!<br /><br />I also got a couple sweet pictures of Luke and Nana (my Mom). He is such a happy boy. He loves talking and smiling at whoever will listen...or even when you are not looking! He is getting so big!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604528651763044434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y-3vOAbJ6qk/TcdJHV3V0FI/AAAAAAAAAtU/s4ZkkuGSF28/s400/004.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604528640064539554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PP1IVfSbezg/TcdJGqSMy6I/AAAAAAAAAtM/JfCFicqe5es/s400/002.JPG" /><br /></div><br /><p align="center">It will be Day 6 tomorrow but I guess it is really just day 4 if you only want to count the days we've worked on it...</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-3571398685604842924?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-86412279055030365942011-05-08T06:56:00.000-07:002011-05-08T07:02:15.429-07:00<div align="center">Noah was doing so well potty training that I wanted to do something fun with him. Also, I am always holding and nursing Luke so he doesn't get very many outings with Mommy. Noah loves animals so we went to see the lamas, donkeys, and get a pony ride. He loved it all! You could tell he thought it was pretty cool. A year ago he would do it but now enjoyed it quite a bit. What a big boy!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604344091102273730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rMp0n-afG6A/TcahQf014MI/AAAAAAAAAtE/5-KC6Hsx5h8/s400/photo%255B1%255D%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-epgynaRq6Vg/TcahQLHbAhI/AAAAAAAAAs8/wcdQPnKtUbM/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604344085543059986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-epgynaRq6Vg/TcahQLHbAhI/AAAAAAAAAs8/wcdQPnKtUbM/s400/photo.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h8xNR7vaqzs/TcahQFxqkzI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GSiZ1tDvf-k/s1600/horse.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604344084109628210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h8xNR7vaqzs/TcahQFxqkzI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GSiZ1tDvf-k/s400/horse.JPG" /></a> He is so much fun!</div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8641227905503036594?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-13891783964338760362011-05-07T10:53:00.000-07:002011-05-08T05:07:06.895-07:00We kind of let potty training slide today and probably will tomorrow too. I guess you could call it a week end break. It is like those who diet during the week and let it all slide during the week end...not sure how you don't gain everything back that way but 5 days of dieting is better than nothing! I hope we don't back track too much. I slept in with Luke so Noah didn't get started until late morning. I've been nursing Luke around 4 or 5am and then staying up while everyone else is alseep but got some extra zzz's this morning. Then, we went to a soccer game with Noah's cousin. They just watched the older kids play while I nursed Luke and my sister ran around with them to make sure they stayed out of the game. We did bring the potty and had Noah in a pull up (didn't want him to get embarrassed around his friends making a mistake in his pants) but never made him go. It was enough to nurse Luke and make sure no balls hit him while he slept in my arms. A few came real close to hitting him but we survived. It was pretty sunny and windy so that was a little hard on Luke. He was happy once he feel asleep under his blanket in my arms. So sweet! I love that boy!<br /><br />Noah was pretty tired once we got through the game, had some time playing in the park, ate lunch, and came home. After his nap on Sunday we took Noah to the store to get a few things for our Mother's Day dinner. He enjoyed going with Nana and I while Grandpa watched Luke. Grandpa will be making us hamburgers for Mother's Day. I am going to make chocolate cookies (The Cake Boss's recipe, Buddy's) that my Mom picked out. At this point in my life, I never feel the need to go out on Mother's Day...it would be horrible to wait for so long much less having to do it with young kids...Not my idea of fun! I would rather the men in my life cook for me! John does quite often right now cause Luke likes to eat around cooking time or dinner time. He is such a good husband and so well rounded. I love that man! I am so blessed!<br /><br />That night we just played in the back yard. Noah swam for a while and I gave my Mom a pedicure while Luke was in the swing. Noah had a blast. He loves swiming. Later, Noah came up to me and told me he needed to go...and then a few seconds later he started peeing. I didn't have the toliet out there. I don't doubt for a second he would have been on it peeing if we had it accessable. I just hope he learn to tell me a little sooner cause that will not be enough time for me to get him to the toliet much less pull his pants down. I am so proud of him though! I was shocked! Smart boy! Maybe this break will take the stress off a little and he will be ready to start again on Monday morning.<br /><br />I will probably not train him on Sunday either. We will be at Church in the morning and then he will nap soon after lunch. We will start hard core again on Monday. I am looking forward to him getting it and it not being such a challenge to get to the toliet. :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-1389178396433876036?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-62930820105758000432011-05-06T08:50:00.000-07:002011-05-06T19:54:05.551-07:00<div align="center">Day 3 went well. I think the timer was a hit! Noah enjoyed having the timer tell him to go instead of me...at first (it was hard to stop playing while Makenna was here because he loves playing with her so much). It made Noah think 'Mommy' wasn't the one making him stop playing to sit on the potty but the timer was 'the mean guy.' It also put the idea in his head that he needed to go. We had a couple pooping mistakes in the morning but otherwise it went well. I started putting his big boy underwear on him after a few successes so that he had to learn how to pull his pants down before he goes. He wasn't too fond of it the first time but then he was OK with it. He is so cute in his underpants! He is such a big boy. My goal is to get this down better today with underwear and clothes so that we can go to play soccer tomorrow. I will take the toliet with me so that I can continue to make him go. My mom had a great idea to take the tent to hid the potty and he can have his own little outhouse! </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">This picture shows all the necessary things a 2 year old needs while using the restroom...</div><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603798602219896770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d-lajj7q6m0/TcSxI3Ylv8I/AAAAAAAAAsU/np8_mADpitE/s400/005%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /></div><br /><div align="center">Playing with Grandpa while waiting out the timer. James from Thomas and Friends on his bottom...so cute!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603798615561725426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l4fP8MROT6w/TcSxJpFh5fI/AAAAAAAAAsk/HeiyYAgTgWg/s400/002%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /></div><br /><div align="center">I am not ready to cut down on his drink yet. I really want him to get as much practice as we can. I think it will be a while until he learns the feeling of needing to go and let me know that he needs to. I will probably just have to make him go every 30 minutes or so until he learns. I foresee cleaning a lot of underwear... :( The potty training is much easier when Luke is sleeping. It is hard to hold Luke or nurse him while trying to get Noah to get to the potty. I would be nice to have Noah potty trained before Luke came along but I don't know if he would have been ready. I wasn't too excited about fighting that battle while I was so big and pregnant though.</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><div><br /><div align="center"><br /><div></div><br /><div>Just had to put a picture of Luke in here. He has been such a trooper during this whole thing.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603798607482658242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F5tLO6hSFNQ/TcSxJK_VHcI/AAAAAAAAAsc/MRnMBQJ_fT0/s400/007.JPG" />I hope Day 4 goes well!</div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-6293082010575800043?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-8477924773820557822011-05-06T04:10:00.000-07:002011-05-06T04:26:53.961-07:00Well, we didn't make as much progress as we did on day 1 but I can say that I am not that disappointed. We made a ton of progress on day 1 and would be completely done with no accidents if we did as well as day 2. We started out really well with a pee and poo in the toliet. Sometimes he would go to the toliet and pee and other times he would mess up and I would tell him to go to the toliet. He would stop peeing, sit down, and then finish. I can tell that he messes up when he is so focused on playing that he doesn't think about the feeling of needing to go. Before nap, he held it about 45 minutes which is quite a bit when you consider how much he has been drinking. He normally goes every 10 to 15 minutes with the amount of drink I am giving him. He knew he was supposed to nap after he went and was holding it as long as he could. He is a smart kid!<br /><br />I started using a timer at the end of the day so that the timer would go off and he would realize that he needed to go. I also got a little discouraged that he wasn't a pro at this point...yes, I am a perfectionist! I called a couple of my seasoned friends and got some advice. They were mentioning it took 2 weeks to a month to get it done. 21 days to make a habit is what one of my friends said. I am hoping it happens before that point...what about all the people that do it in 3 days. I am sure the children are older that do it that quickly!<br /><br />I feel bad for Noah because we are just staying at the house and focusing on that. I really want to do things with my sister and her daughter as well as other things around town but know I need to focus on this and be consistant or it is just not going to happen very fast. I can understand why kids take forever to learn when you switch them in and out of diapers and pull ups. They would be confused! So, I am not doing that and making Noah stay here and train. Call me hard core but I want to accompolish this quickly...hard to think that it is not just up to me though! It is hard for me to do things around town while focusing on this as well as taking care of a now 9 week old who is nursing. I am trying to get things done during naps when I can.<br /><br />I guess I am ready to take on day 3! Here we go...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-847792477382055782?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-68394542628752528302011-05-05T04:25:00.000-07:002011-05-05T09:18:30.155-07:00We have successfully finished the first day of potty training...Praise God! I was not excited about starting it but knew it was the best time. Noah had shown many signs that he was ready to start potty training so I was ready to do it. Not buying diapers for two sounds great to me! I am not so excited about cleaning up accidents but know they are bound to happen.<br /><br />I brought tons of toys and books outside since I knew we would be spending all day out there. I also lathered Noah and I up with sunscreen. I put a shirt on Noah and his new big boy underwear. I also had a toddler portable potty that sings when you go outside. My sister let me use it. She used it with her daughter. At that point, there was no more stalling...it needed to happen. It started with a kicking, screaming child not wanting to go sit on the potty. I had to carry him over there and force him to stay on it. After a few times, he realized I wasn't going to give in and that I am in charge. Often he tries to be in charge but don't we all try to be in charge instead of God? I know I do...can't get to upset at him for trying in this point in his life. It is natural.<br /><br />I stopped putting his big boy underwear on him and just let him 'be free' because taking them off at this point was just too much. After Noah realized that he had to go when I asked him, I went rather well. I would make him sit on the pot every so often and he went about 6 times and even pooped on there too! At that point, we realized that he now knows where he is supposed to go but needs to learn the feeling that he needs to go and walk over to the potty. Of course, there were a few accidents at that point but he stopped peeing a couple times and didn't finish until after he went to the potty. I was pretty impressed that he could stop peeing and walk over there to finish...he is definately ready to be trained! One time he stopped and held it a couple minutes until I told him he needed to do that on the potty. I knew he was a smart boy and physially able...it is just a matter of will at this point. A couple times he also told me he didn't need to go but then a few seconds later said he did and walked over and went.<br /><br />I am so pleased with the first day; we made soooo much progress. I know I wore Noah out training and playing outside because he slept 3 1/2 hours during his nap. I was also pretty tired focusing on that while keeping Luke (9 weeks on Friday) happy and fed. Thankfully, Luke slept 8 hours in a row last night so now I have high hopes for the second day of training!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-6839454262875252830?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-81517740704179075292011-05-03T13:19:00.000-07:002011-05-05T04:24:41.323-07:00<div align="center">Here are some pictures of Noah's first real hair cut. I've actually cut Noah's hair for a while now but he has never had it professionally done. I didn't see the need to spend so much money on something I could do myself. But, it was about time to get it cleaned up. I will probably cut it myself now for quite a while until he asks to get it cut like Daddys. I will have to pass on that chance to style his hair...not sure I could pull that one off. I have cut John's many times but didn't originally style it that way. Cutting Noah's hair so far has consisted of cutting off his mullet and lately a few more places. It is finally growing fast in all areas. I think Luke's will be that way also. Luke already seems to have a little bit of a mullet while the rest of his hair looks like a buzz cut besides a few longer places on top. Here it is...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602589968687448178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7zoNCZcQ-_I/TcBl5InIQHI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Y_G2KvyC1Vs/s400/003.JPG" /> <br /><div><br /><div>He got to pick out a movie and he picked Thomas the Train of course! He was so interested in the car he was sitting in and the movie that the hair cut went really well and quickly. She did a great job. She has four boys of her own so she knew exactly how to treat Noah. She was precious.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602589965179053922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rxg-7aG8-0E/TcBl47iqZ2I/AAAAAAAAAr0/i4ojCxsl4k0/s400/002.JPG" /></div><br /><div>Here is the finished product! What a cutie!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 424px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602589982012604450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCA7txP3Rp8/TcBl56QGACI/AAAAAAAAAsM/M5RIt21Cp9o/s400/005.JPG" /> <br /><div>I also got my hair cut later that day. I cut off 7 inches! Yes, 7! It seemed like there was more hair on the ground than on my head. I have literally been getting my hair cut once a year for the past 3 years or more. I guess you could say that is a good reason to chop it off. It will grow back fast since I have still have to take prenatal vitamins since I am nursing. Yea for looks! Sorry, I don't have any pictures of mine. I started potty training Noah yesterday so all my energy has gone to that as well as taking care of Luke. More info on that process in my next blog...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8151774070417907529?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-83935450431610100812011-04-21T09:13:00.000-07:002011-04-27T12:50:56.928-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Luke is such a cutie! Just had to show off some pictures of him and some updates.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bOhjQcVumLQ/TbBYGbQqz6I/AAAAAAAAArk/yre1kYXpZ-4/s1600/Pics%2B189.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bOhjQcVumLQ/TbBYGbQqz6I/AAAAAAAAArk/yre1kYXpZ-4/s400/Pics%2B189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598071204241657762" border="0" /></a>Here is his precious smile. He gives me quite a few but loves smiling at his Daddy. I think he is a morning person. He is so happy in the morning...or maybe he is just smiling at how much he kept me up the night before. Ha!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8LTYA9Uncj0/TbBYFySUOpI/AAAAAAAAArc/emSJMGerIfs/s1600/Pics%2B186.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8LTYA9Uncj0/TbBYFySUOpI/AAAAAAAAArc/emSJMGerIfs/s400/Pics%2B186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598071193242712722" border="0" /></a>But Luke has really become a better sleeper in the last few days. I started putting him on his tummy and he goes to sleep so fast and for a long time. Before, it would literally take 3 or 4 hours to get him down for the night. I would put him down and he would either be wide awake or wake up 5 minutes later. It was pretty tiring and frustrating every night doing that for 3 hours. A few days ago I finally decided I had to put him on his belly because he sleeps so well that way. And it works great! He sleeps 4 to 6 1/2 hours at a time. Praise God for a good sleeper after having Noah! Luke will be 8 weeks old on Friday. I am enjoying him more everyday as he begins to interact with us more. He is such a happy baby and loves smiling. He is really trying to coo and laugh too but can't quite do it yet. So sweet!<br /><br />We took down Noah's 3 to 6 month clothes from the attic. It is so fun to see Luke in some of the same clothes Noah wore. They seem so small compared to Noah now! Luke is growing fast and it makes me wonder whether Noah or Luke will end of up the bigger boy. It is so neat to see them grow and learn to love each other.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8393545043161010081?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-59932717019576320662011-04-19T14:24:00.000-07:002011-04-21T08:57:08.261-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I have grand plans to potty train Noah in May. I will have my parents helping me for a couple weeks so I thought it would be the best time. I can focus on Noah while I have some help with Luke. I am sure they are thrilled! Noah will be over 28 months old. He is definitely smart enough...but is he physically able? We will soon find out!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">John and Noah bought his big boy underwear the other day. They are so cute! I think they did a great job picking them out. I am sure I will embarrass him with this blog post someday :) Noah loves his underwear but isn't quite sure what underwear really is.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DMx_pCyDtI/Ta9B0qYVVoI/AAAAAAAAAq0/oAIrHFIyVkA/s1600/Pics%2B190d.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DMx_pCyDtI/Ta9B0qYVVoI/AAAAAAAAAq0/oAIrHFIyVkA/s400/Pics%2B190d.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597765234830169730" border="0" /></a>Noah has always had a pretty healthy system. He goes a lot! I remember waiting until the last minute one time to put his swim diaper on (that will not hold pee at all) when we had a group come over to swim last summer. I saw the first arrival in our drive way so I put the diaper on and by the time they got to the door he had already peed through it. Ahhh! On another note, I was told I was lucky one day picking Noah up from the nursery as they said he had a 'big one' while in there. I told them he would have another three or four...they were surprised. It was normal for me but apparently most children only have one a day?<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Noah can still go through a diaper in an hour...that kid nurses his drink. He has this special way of holding on to it to the side so that he can play while drinking and not miss anything.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RpA8U_6R6JM/TbBPoPCcU5I/AAAAAAAAArU/wLHg9McKPrQ/s1600/Pics.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RpA8U_6R6JM/TbBPoPCcU5I/AAAAAAAAArU/wLHg9McKPrQ/s400/Pics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598061889471665042" border="0" /></a> I will have to cut back on the drinks if he is going to be potty trained or my day will consist of sitting with Noah in the bathroom with Luke on my shoulder. After Noah is potty trained, it will be a good time to switch him to a cup so that he doesn't drink so much. But, the fact that he drinks a lot will help with potty training cause he will have lots of chances to learn!<br /><br />Noah doesn't like it when he leaks through his diaper and it runs down his leg so my plan is to just put 'big boy underwear' on him and let it leak down his leg when he goes. We will spend most of the day outside and I will just take him to the portable potty when he goes to let him know he is supposed to go in there. That is my plan anyway...any suggestions on how it worked best for you? I need to read up on a few ideas on how people do it. Did you train your son standing up or sitting down? If he stands up then does he know when he needs to sit down to go #2? The potty was my nieces and it sings when you go. It is pretty cute! Not too excited about cleaning it up though. Hoping he transitions to an inside potty easily too. So much to think about!!!<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />I didn't think changing Noah to his big boy bed would go well and it went great! It couldn't have been easier. I hoping this is the same...Yes, I know I am optimistic! I will let you all know how it goes!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWPeZKgIVHE/Ta9DCIMn0rI/AAAAAAAAArE/nAUc9e31ytM/s1600/Pics%2B186.jpg"><br /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-5993271701957632066?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-70285610283098352462011-04-06T11:50:00.000-07:002011-04-07T13:16:46.184-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">We are really enjoying seeing our boys grow together and how much they love each other. Noah is such a good big brother and really does well with Luke. Luke is starting to be more alert and really look for the familiar voices he has heard for so long. He will be 5 weeks old on Friday. I am hoping the 6 week mark will be big for him. He is still only sleeping 1 to 2 hours at a time. He has slept 3 and 4 hours at a time only a few times in the last 5 weeks. I still feel rested compared to the zombie I was when I had Noah but look forward to sleeping more!<br /><br />Here is a picture of the start of our night time routine. Luke is done with his bath and ready to get dressed. Poor guy...he looks so cold! Break my heart ;(<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QN8LlCXvBrM/TZy3Q_kVLRI/AAAAAAAAApc/FrKMvfioSYw/s1600/Pics%2B165.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QN8LlCXvBrM/TZy3Q_kVLRI/AAAAAAAAApc/FrKMvfioSYw/s400/Pics%2B165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592546339856919826" border="0" /></a>Now they are snuggled on the couch while Noah drinks his milk and gets ready for his bath. It is fun to see how much bigger Noah is than Luke!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PE7rORTUbU/TZy3RKrPSMI/AAAAAAAAApk/cOXe3UWFrMc/s1600/Pics%2B177.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PE7rORTUbU/TZy3RKrPSMI/AAAAAAAAApk/cOXe3UWFrMc/s400/Pics%2B177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592546342838683842" border="0" /></a>Noah is giving Luke kisses here. He doesn't quite get the fact that he needs to put his lips to his face. He just puts his face on him. So sweet!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBHvIr7Hypg/TZy3SH-E6nI/AAAAAAAAAp0/_rdz3jAVhOY/s1600/Pics%2B179.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBHvIr7Hypg/TZy3SH-E6nI/AAAAAAAAAp0/_rdz3jAVhOY/s400/Pics%2B179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592546359292258930" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Grandpa Don (John's Dad) came from Colorado to meet Luke for the first time this week end. Luke was 4 weeks old. It was fun for him to see him now that he is more alert. Noah had fun playing with Grandpa Don. I like this picture because it looks like Noah is trying to put his arm around Luke.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXiZEof0szY/TZy3Rk0HoEI/AAAAAAAAAps/HZGLwXIO3Fw/s1600/Pics%2B172.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXiZEof0szY/TZy3Rk0HoEI/AAAAAAAAAps/HZGLwXIO3Fw/s400/Pics%2B172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592546349855252546" border="0" /></a>Here are a couple more pictures of my sweet boys. I am a blessed Momma!<br /><br />Luke is gearing up for baseball season with this outfit!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aA5Mb9HlzSk/TZy3QoWyn1I/AAAAAAAAApU/IRlNqQTQ3mo/s1600/Pics%2B161.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aA5Mb9HlzSk/TZy3QoWyn1I/AAAAAAAAApU/IRlNqQTQ3mo/s400/Pics%2B161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592546333626113874" border="0" /></a>Here is Noah wearing his elephant ears he got from the zoo...and of course his Thomas the Train shirt. He loves the elephants! We are so glad they are back from Tulsa! We hope to go to the zoo again next week! Noah and I really miss going to the zoo all the time. We used to go at least once a week in Fort Worth as well as the science Museum, Mall play ground, and several other places. We will just have to enjoy our trips to Oklahoma City...but great excuse to see Grammy!!!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A-Mxm4_68C0/TZzC_AHpozI/AAAAAAAAAp8/S3LJ3kjFM78/s1600/Pics%2B182.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A-Mxm4_68C0/TZzC_AHpozI/AAAAAAAAAp8/S3LJ3kjFM78/s400/Pics%2B182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592559224906949426" border="0" /></a>Emily (on behalf of John, Noah, and Luke) :)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7028561028309835246?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-88828313045059142382011-03-29T14:08:00.000-07:002011-04-01T12:16:48.882-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I am really enjoying my boys. It is neat to see how Noah acts toward Luke and how Luke is growing our family. They are both so precious. Noah is such a good big brother. When I was pregnant, I could see Noah loving and adjusting well to Luke and I think he really has. He seems to be pretty loving and gentle with him and always worried about him when he is crying or not in the room. I can't wait to see them be able to play more and more together as Luke grows older. But for now, Noah tries his best to play with Luke.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xi0j1BK8sFg/TZJLuxztKeI/AAAAAAAAAo0/PhCwS2i16SA/s1600/Pics%2B138.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xi0j1BK8sFg/TZJLuxztKeI/AAAAAAAAAo0/PhCwS2i16SA/s400/Pics%2B138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589613354536479202" border="0" /></a>Here is Noah giving Luke some blue Legos (Yes, Noah is type A like his parents and has to separate the colors). I don't think Noah totally understands how little Luke can do.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgeyOO6d8Wk/TZJLuWKhnwI/AAAAAAAAAok/GRLBObjo7lk/s1600/Pics%2B133.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgeyOO6d8Wk/TZJLuWKhnwI/AAAAAAAAAok/GRLBObjo7lk/s400/Pics%2B133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589613347115998978" border="0" /></a>Another recent discovery for Noah is the art an imagination. He currently loves to pretend to be a dog. And, why would a dog not want to hang out in his dog house...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-97CMdmGmO4A/TZJLusiwJQI/AAAAAAAAAos/uVuiS8bymyk/s1600/Pics%2B136.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-97CMdmGmO4A/TZJLusiwJQI/AAAAAAAAAos/uVuiS8bymyk/s400/Pics%2B136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589613353123194114" border="0" /></a>Here is a picture of Luke's first 'real' bath. We are using the same bath tub that we used with Noah except some of the parts are missing. We are currently plugging the holes with a rag. I put those plugs in a 'special place' when we lived in Fort Worth so Noah wouldn't lose them...and I am not quite sure where that was and whether it was transferred to Weatherford in our move...so they are lost anyway. But, we ordered more plugs and they should be on there way.<br /><br />I am sure Luke will be pleased with Daddy's hand placement in the future. Luke seems to like his bath besides the getting dressed/putting lotion on/and freezing part. But even through that he just shivers...breaks my heart but we need a clean boy!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SKv1smDxPFA/TZJLvZxSHVI/AAAAAAAAAo8/SfnyjBKbjuI/s1600/Pics%2B142.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SKv1smDxPFA/TZJLvZxSHVI/AAAAAAAAAo8/SfnyjBKbjuI/s400/Pics%2B142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589613365263736146" border="0" /></a>You can't quite tell but he is still shivering and waiting for Mommy to warm him! He is such a cutie! It is neat to see him wear this because it was just the other day when Noah was wearing this same outfit! They grow so fast!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i4i59iXCMFQ/TZJLv14Y7WI/AAAAAAAAApE/BhTemzt_XVc/s1600/Pics%2B143.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i4i59iXCMFQ/TZJLv14Y7WI/AAAAAAAAApE/BhTemzt_XVc/s400/Pics%2B143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589613372809735522" border="0" /></a><br />Emily (on behalf of John, Noah, and Luke) :)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8882831304505914238?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-76420197628217658632011-03-29T14:02:00.001-07:002011-03-31T12:05:28.656-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I've decided it is probably about time to get Noah a real hair cut. I have really just cut his mullet off every time it grows and done a little on the sides. I was thinking of getting it cut like his Daddy's and thought we would try it out first...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfDcCJ3phIc/TZJKVj3JvUI/AAAAAAAAAoU/mh0W59i7JN8/s1600/Pics%2B073.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfDcCJ3phIc/TZJKVj3JvUI/AAAAAAAAAoU/mh0W59i7JN8/s400/Pics%2B073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589611821784481090" border="0" /></a>I would say his hair is a little too long for that style...some may think it is pretty 'rad' though!<br /><br />Here is our sweet Noah sleeping after a long day of play...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DrmChJSqQjo/TZJKUboSJdI/AAAAAAAAAn8/i-aLvPOD3RI/s1600/Pics%2B056.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DrmChJSqQjo/TZJKUboSJdI/AAAAAAAAAn8/i-aLvPOD3RI/s400/Pics%2B056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589611802394764754" border="0" /></a>Noah loves all the time he gets with his Daddy. Lately, John goes in to get Noah in the mornings since I am normally taking care of Luke. I think Daddy is trying to get a little more sleep in this morning...Noah is not so sure about the idea!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7t0-OK7z1M/TZJKV0agNwI/AAAAAAAAAoc/FVKUVXxYTeA/s1600/Pics%2B121.jpg"><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkkqd5MrMZE/TZJW9erI4nI/AAAAAAAAApM/Ev6KQL-eP5U/s1600/Pics%2B121.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkkqd5MrMZE/TZJW9erI4nI/AAAAAAAAApM/Ev6KQL-eP5U/s400/Pics%2B121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589625701726216818" border="0" /></a>Here is Noah playing with his Daddy. Wrestling is his favorite thing to do with Daddy! The dogs are even hoping for some attention too!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D3J8tf3wdTE/TZJKUoJIDPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/TxRTRQWveIc/s1600/Pics%2B067.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D3J8tf3wdTE/TZJKUoJIDPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/TxRTRQWveIc/s400/Pics%2B067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589611805753740530" border="0" /></a>Yes, Noah convinced Daddy to get into the box! He almost fit!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Z2BM6efSM8/TZJKVQd_0lI/AAAAAAAAAoM/EjDMGs2-nXk/s1600/Pics%2B071.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Z2BM6efSM8/TZJKVQd_0lI/AAAAAAAAAoM/EjDMGs2-nXk/s400/Pics%2B071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589611816578699858" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I love my family and enjoy looking at these precious memories over and over again! I am so blessed!<br /><br />Emily (on behalf of John, Noah, and Luke) :)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7642019762821765863?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-52808503978964495052011-03-12T13:11:00.000-08:002011-03-12T15:33:46.097-08:00Noah turned two on Christmas Eve. I can't believe it! He is growing up so fast and already such a smart, happy boy. We had his birthday party in January with family and friends. His birthday theme was balls. Everything all the way to the food was a ball or circle. Here is the cake that Noah's Nana (Great-Grandma) made.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fwtp5kcuZDo/TXv5hHGBT9I/AAAAAAAAAnk/Msuw5FMYHHA/s1600/Pics%2B009.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fwtp5kcuZDo/TXv5hHGBT9I/AAAAAAAAAnk/Msuw5FMYHHA/s400/Pics%2B009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583330510291161042" border="0" /></a>Nana also made cupcakes for the kiddos. Noah and his oldest cousin Laney are chowing down on some great food!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3tFqBnw6-Q/TXvi8q4G9xI/AAAAAAAAAl4/BBCJV50ZjRU/s1600/Pics%2B012.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3tFqBnw6-Q/TXvi8q4G9xI/AAAAAAAAAl4/BBCJV50ZjRU/s400/Pics%2B012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583305694985516818" border="0" /></a>Here is a picture of the decorated room...the adults were even able to talk some since the children were occupied with all the toys.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fwsr-m5XV6c/TXwBJ-biYpI/AAAAAAAAAn0/cv5Drk9gGPk/s1600/Pics%2B007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fwsr-m5XV6c/TXwBJ-biYpI/AAAAAAAAAn0/cv5Drk9gGPk/s400/Pics%2B007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583338908921520786" border="0" /></a>Noah opening presents with Grammy and his cousin, Braden. His favorite toys right now are all his trains. So he was overjoyed to receive Thomas the train stuff.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3Ln_maQVOQ/TXvi8TFljzI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9j1Y4efpTrk/s1600/Pics%2B029.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3Ln_maQVOQ/TXvi8TFljzI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9j1Y4efpTrk/s400/Pics%2B029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583305688599596850" border="0" /></a>He is opening his homemade card from Braden. It was precious!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DW6Chm-dHyo/TXvi8Kpuz2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/PNsvBuQAYD4/s1600/Pics%2B028.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DW6Chm-dHyo/TXvi8Kpuz2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/PNsvBuQAYD4/s400/Pics%2B028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583305686335278946" border="0" /></a>Here is a precious pic with Grandpa and Nana and all the great-grandchildren besides the youngest additions: TJ and Luke.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ML7tqLYXeVs/TXvi86_dh4I/AAAAAAAAAmA/tf9aPFjSolI/s1600/Pics%2B045.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ML7tqLYXeVs/TXvi86_dh4I/AAAAAAAAAmA/tf9aPFjSolI/s400/Pics%2B045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583305699311323010" border="0" /></a>Noah's party was a blast. It was neat to spend it with so many we love. Thank you all!!!<br /><br />Emily (on behalf of John, Noah, and Luke)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-5280850397896449505?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-71103061205529250712011-03-12T12:29:00.000-08:002011-03-12T13:27:11.840-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">I really enjoyed the experience of being pregnant with Noah learning about the whole process. Not the being pregnant part but seeing him learn so much. He would daily put stickers on my belly for Luke. He would hug and kiss 'Luke.' And he prayed for him almost every nap and night time routine each day. He even said, 'Luke' when looking at baby pictures of himself. We also had a couple big brother books that we read often. He really seemed to like the whole idea and I definitely think he understood but I am interested to see how he takes sharing Mommy with little brother so much.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />We did not have Noah come to the hospital. We didn't want to expose him to any unnecessary germs and didn't want to deal with him climbing on the bed while I wasn't feeling my best. But as soon as we walked in the door, Noah greeted us and was ready to meet Luke David. Look at his face all lite up. Boy, am I a blessed mother!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BznvgOmiKcc/TXvZKa_bH_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/Y06bdLOPedA/s1600/Pics%2B089.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BznvgOmiKcc/TXvZKa_bH_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/Y06bdLOPedA/s400/Pics%2B089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583294936123121650" border="0" /></a>Here is Noah taking his first peek as John gets him out of the car seat. He is probably thinking, Dad and Mom weren't kidding when they said baby Luke was going to sit next to him in the car in the seat. Sometimes I wonder if he makes connections like that...like wondering how he got out of my belly and into the car seat...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQwXUzSRsaw/TXvZKrVeKTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/6jArCUgc7a8/s1600/Pics%2B094.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQwXUzSRsaw/TXvZKrVeKTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/6jArCUgc7a8/s400/Pics%2B094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583294940510562610" border="0" /></a>Time to get to know Luke...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-scRUKBy_EKA/TXvZK3A1wFI/AAAAAAAAAlA/J1weAfipxhs/s1600/Pics%2B095.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-scRUKBy_EKA/TXvZK3A1wFI/AAAAAAAAAlA/J1weAfipxhs/s400/Pics%2B095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583294943645253714" border="0" /></a>First touch...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqB2c-N9Gi4/TXvflpVLFnI/AAAAAAAAAlY/tjWsYA9T0og/s1600/Pics%2B096.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqB2c-N9Gi4/TXvflpVLFnI/AAAAAAAAAlY/tjWsYA9T0og/s400/Pics%2B096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583302000898676338" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Making sure he has all his body parts...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nUuEb7tHWP0/TXvZLkrUpAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/1YzJK1D70Yc/s1600/Pics%2B098.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nUuEb7tHWP0/TXvZLkrUpAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/1YzJK1D70Yc/s400/Pics%2B098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583294955903034370" border="0" /></a>It was such a special time to see Noah meet his little brother Luke David. Noah has had tons of fun playing with Robin Jones (One of Noah and Luke's Weatherford Grandparents), Grammy (John's Mom), and Grandpa and Nana (Emily's parents) while we were at the hospital and this first week as we all adjusted to our new life as a family of four.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2qabnyN6m8M/TXvlBgDYS8I/AAAAAAAAAmI/qSNAI4Q8-QI/s1600/Pics%2B112.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2qabnyN6m8M/TXvlBgDYS8I/AAAAAAAAAmI/qSNAI4Q8-QI/s400/Pics%2B112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583307977002601410" border="0" /></a>Before having Luke I couldn't imagine loving another child as much as I love Noah. I thought who could be more fun and joyful, smart and funny, active and loving...but the love I have for Luke is already overwhelming. They say having a child is like having a piece of your heart walk around outside of your body and that is so true!<br /><br />Emily (on behalf of John, Noah, and Luke) :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7110306120552925071?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-32820880883431518622011-03-10T07:10:00.000-08:002011-03-12T07:59:09.084-08:00Yes, it has been a long time since I wrote on this blog. For those of you who are new in our lives, we started this blog to share the progress of my pregnancy for friends and family who are far away. We continued as Noah grew and shared our experiences and pictures of the cutest boy in the world, Noah. Now we are back, have a new addition to our family, live in a different state, and have a new job. A family of three to a family of four, Texas to Oklahoma, and Mechanical Engineering position to a pastor at Trinity Baptist Church.<br /><br />I guess I will start with the pregnancy and birth of Luke David Wohlgemuth. We longed to get pregnant for a while before we were able to try. We were going to try in December but I got kidney stones. I had one so big that I couldn't pass it (7mm...5mm is the biggest a person can pass). I had surgery to have it removed then I passed many more from each kidney the rest of the week while heavily drugged. I had surgery again because my kidneys were so swollen from everything that week. Thus I got a part of my tube shaved off. After all that, I got a bacterial infection! After many testings, a colonoscopy, etc., I finally got over everything by April or so. Yes, it took that long. We wanted to know for sure I was healthy because bacterial infections can cause miscarriage and we certainly didn't want to go through that again. So, finally we were able to try to get pregnant and we did. Praise God!<br /><br />This pregnancy was completely different from Noah's. I took me a while to bond with this new baby because of going through a miscarriage the pregnancy before. But, after I passed the 13th week (when I had my miscarriage) I slowly began to bond and realize it may just happen. I felt even more comfort as I passed the 25th week since I saw Josie Duggar (on the TLC show "19 Kids and Counting") make it (after much struggle) and thought that maybe this baby would make it. I had a little scare around 23 weeks and thought I was going to lose this baby but I was just dehydrated. I certainly drank a lot of water after that!!! We were excited to have another boy and worked through several names. This was a new experience because John and I had both a boy and a girl name picked around 2 1/2 years before we got married.<br /><br />The last few weeks were harder than the first, of course. In fact, I only got just over 4 hours of sleep the last 4 days before having Luke. Not so good. I had Noah more than 3 weeks early and Luke came just a day before my due date. I will say it was nice to walk around since I was on bed rest over 9 weeks with Noah after being in a car accident with a friend.<br /><br />The evening before Luke was born, I started having contractions that were definitely more painful than the Braxton Hicks contractions I'd had for months. I had them consistently all night every 10 minutes. They also got increasingly painful throughout the night but didn't get closer together. By 7am, they were every 6 minutes. By the time we left for the hospital at 8:30am, they were every 4 minutes. I had Luke at 11:11am. I was grateful to do most of the laboring at home. I was VERY uncomfortable in the hospital and it made it much more painful. With Noah I wanted to birth naturally without any pain medicine but had to get an epidural after 14 hours of labor in the hospital after my water broke. I had to push Noah out within 24 hours or I would have had to get a c-section. So, I chose an epidural. It took me 1 1/2 hours to push Noah out after I was dilated to 10 cm.<br /><br />So this time with Luke, I still brought the same birth plan to the hospital that said NO EPIDURAL. I had discussed it with my OBGYN many times and she was aware of all my requests. I was grateful to do it without even Tylenol. I was very pleased with the experience. I think the contractions were less painful then I had with Noah. I had pitocin increasing every hour with Noah and that just makes them much worse. It is unnaturally forcing your body to contract...not ideal. I've had several people experience it without pain meds and one with pitocin and they thought the same thing. I will birth naturally again if I can have it my way!!! The experience was so much better. I think Luke was more alert (not drugged), it went faster because I was able to listen to my body, and I could push Luke out in 20 minutes because I could feel what I was doing. Yes, it did hurt! And healing was so much faster all around. Plus it is cheaper not to get an epidural...Woohoo! I am really enjoying Luke too. I feel the accomplishment of pushing him out and appreciate it more. I couldn't ask for a better baby either. He is sleeping and eating well and I am sleeping. I got about 1 hour of sleep with Noah in a 24 hour period for about 3 months. I am getting several hours each night. Praise God. Noah also had acid reflux...I hope I never have to do that much laundry again!<br /><br />With all that said, I love Noah just as much as Luke. Each experience is different as each child is different, even though they look pretty identical at this point! I am sure our third will be even more different. Enough writing, I am sure you just want to see pics...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3hJORP9RWM/TXuC-8vRbBI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5rzHy48yjdM/s1600/Pics%2B079.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3hJORP9RWM/TXuC-8vRbBI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5rzHy48yjdM/s400/Pics%2B079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583200181023763474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LebbDmIysto/TXuC-dsnqTI/AAAAAAAAAkI/eEWBD5k3Mug/s1600/Pics%2B076.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LebbDmIysto/TXuC-dsnqTI/AAAAAAAAAkI/eEWBD5k3Mug/s400/Pics%2B076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583200172691138866" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Grandpa and Nana's 7th great grandchild and 5th great grandson!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S5tsz_zEVw0/TXuC_PMP1cI/AAAAAAAAAkY/K9FD72vl96s/s1600/Pics%2B087.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S5tsz_zEVw0/TXuC_PMP1cI/AAAAAAAAAkY/K9FD72vl96s/s400/Pics%2B087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583200185977132482" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XxwJrpdt1Qo/TXuC_gloD3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/VOkIlMcKjrs/s1600/Pics%2B105.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XxwJrpdt1Qo/TXuC_gloD3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/VOkIlMcKjrs/s400/Pics%2B105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583200190646980466" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hn5XNM1faO8/TXuC_mm3FOI/AAAAAAAAAko/e7SC9kg6yAc/s1600/Pics%2B108.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hn5XNM1faO8/TXuC_mm3FOI/AAAAAAAAAko/e7SC9kg6yAc/s400/Pics%2B108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583200192262771938" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Next picture installment will be Noah meeting his little brother, Luke. :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Love you all,<br /><br />Emily (on behalf of John, Noah, and Luke)<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-3282088088343151862?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-33063436488614400822010-08-06T18:21:00.000-07:002010-08-13T19:06:51.363-07:00Noah enjoyed all our packing. We found out about John becoming the Pastor at Trinity Baptist Church and had two weeks to pack and move. We went straight to business. Noah enjoyed playing in the empty boxes and loved climbing on all the full boxes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFzCyaolOvI/AAAAAAAAAjA/GjMm5UgYioE/s1600/IMG_5805.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502487016138685170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFzCyaolOvI/AAAAAAAAAjA/GjMm5UgYioE/s400/IMG_5805.JPG" /></a> Noah enjoyed climbing in all the boxes so much that he found several other things around the house to climb into.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFzCy_fJueI/AAAAAAAAAjI/MA6dAiVOa8M/s1600/IMG_5806.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502487026031245794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFzCy_fJueI/AAAAAAAAAjI/MA6dAiVOa8M/s400/IMG_5806.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFy23Tq0U9I/AAAAAAAAAiw/BQ2hHut8A4k/s1600/IMG_5798.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502473906028827602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFy23Tq0U9I/AAAAAAAAAiw/BQ2hHut8A4k/s400/IMG_5798.JPG" /></a> He also figured out how to climb into the empty book shelfs...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFy227UvcsI/AAAAAAAAAio/qr6WjbUePkU/s1600/IMG_5796.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502473899493782210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFy227UvcsI/AAAAAAAAAio/qr6WjbUePkU/s400/IMG_5796.JPG" /></a> He had to get another swim in before we moved also. He got to have his first naked swim. So glad there were no mistakes!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFzCzflHs0I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ndFmYpXT9Sw/s1600/IMG_5818.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502487034646213442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFzCzflHs0I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ndFmYpXT9Sw/s400/IMG_5818.JPG" /></a> The boys (dogs) didn't seem to mind all the moving. They get pretty spoiled cuddling with me after Noah goes to bed.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFy22a3vWCI/AAAAAAAAAig/BraDyUOTfm4/s1600/IMG_5801.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502473890782205986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFy22a3vWCI/AAAAAAAAAig/BraDyUOTfm4/s400/IMG_5801.JPG" /></a> Here is Noah's first time to wear a belt. My boy is growing up! What a cutie!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFy2105bTKI/AAAAAAAAAiY/m25GriqjgTc/s1600/IMG_5794.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502473880588733602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFy2105bTKI/AAAAAAAAAiY/m25GriqjgTc/s400/IMG_5794.JPG" /></a> Em :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-3306343648861440082?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-22813690654582365982010-08-03T18:55:00.000-07:002010-08-04T10:13:14.175-07:00Monday, Noah and I went to the Stockyards to see the cattle drive and hang out there a little. We brought our lunch and had a picnic too. It was fun. <br /><br />Noah got his chance to ride on a horse too! He was loving it at first but then got a little scared. After I held his hand while he rode, he looked around at everybody thinking he was pretty cool and that they should check him out. So fun!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFjKSkqdxWI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/tb80IPXUNsQ/s1600/IMG_5827.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFjKSkqdxWI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/tb80IPXUNsQ/s400/IMG_5827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369365261305186" /></a><br />Here comes the horse leading the cattle out. Noah was so excited!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFjKREeh6xI/AAAAAAAAAh4/4D1okDfNtmo/s1600/IMG_5823.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFjKREeh6xI/AAAAAAAAAh4/4D1okDfNtmo/s400/IMG_5823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369339441441554" /></a><br />Here they go right on by us! Noah even got to pet one!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFjKRR5v_XI/AAAAAAAAAiA/e_u59zTIOeM/s1600/IMG_5824.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFjKRR5v_XI/AAAAAAAAAiA/e_u59zTIOeM/s400/IMG_5824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369343045270898" /></a><br />Bye, Bye cows!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFjKSGwN6XI/AAAAAAAAAiI/M4_jXOHiwFo/s1600/IMG_5826.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFjKSGwN6XI/AAAAAAAAAiI/M4_jXOHiwFo/s400/IMG_5826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369357232367986" /></a><br />Here is the horse that Noah got to pet. Beautiful animal!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFjKQq_N53I/AAAAAAAAAhw/XZWXpcXJxKg/s1600/IMG_5822.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TFjKQq_N53I/AAAAAAAAAhw/XZWXpcXJxKg/s400/IMG_5822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369332599220082" /></a><br /><br />We will miss Fort Worth all the kiddos activities available! We've tried to do everything one last time before we go! What an exciting week it has been!<br /><br />Emily :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-2281369065458236598?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-14161288445646693142010-07-09T14:08:00.000-07:002010-07-12T18:02:36.008-07:00Noah and I were blessed to be in Oklahoma for 10 days! We drove up to Fairview Thursday night with Daddy. Friday and Saturday we had activities for John's 10 year high school reunion. It was fun to see everyone and visit a while. <br /><br />Sunday John preached at his home church and did a wonderful job. God has really blessed him with speaking skills and a love for His Word. I can't wait to hear him every week!<br /><br />Sunday night John flew back to Fort Worth to work for the week while Noah and I stayed at Grammy's house all week. We had a blast! We went to Grammy's neighborhood swimming pool a few days to try out Noah's new swimsuit. Check it out...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDefa9OXWeI/AAAAAAAAAhA/G14V49SkKXo/s1600/IMG_5754.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDefa9OXWeI/AAAAAAAAAhA/G14V49SkKXo/s400/IMG_5754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492033556061837794" /></a><br />This is the first time he has ever been in a 'big pool.' He was very hesitant at first and I had to hold him a lot. But each moment and day he got more confident. I could tell he thought he was pretty cool in that pool! The baby pool had three different depths where the kids could step off. It was perfect for him! I imagine he will be a little dolphin by next summer!<br /><br />Here is Noah showing of his cheese face and his cool ride to the pool...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDefbwgUdcI/AAAAAAAAAhI/GWP_hLG3w1Y/s1600/IMG_5757.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDefbwgUdcI/AAAAAAAAAhI/GWP_hLG3w1Y/s400/IMG_5757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492033569827354050" /></a><br />Grammy and all her grandchildren...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDeR5tvQwEI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Z5FtF4A-9wQ/s1600/IMG_5770.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDeR5tvQwEI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Z5FtF4A-9wQ/s400/IMG_5770.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492018691318005826" /></a><br />Noah loved playing 'Night, Night' with Laney.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDeR5A7hu3I/AAAAAAAAAgw/o4kmKBgS50w/s1600/IMG_5762.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDeR5A7hu3I/AAAAAAAAAgw/o4kmKBgS50w/s400/IMG_5762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492018679289854834" /></a><br />It is so fun to watch them playing together!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDeR4ffT3zI/AAAAAAAAAgo/6Ou6LSroNyw/s1600/IMG_5760.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDeR4ffT3zI/AAAAAAAAAgo/6Ou6LSroNyw/s400/IMG_5760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492018670313135922" /></a><br />Grammy, Sarah, Braden, Noah, and I went to the zoo on Tuesday. Noah loves the zoo if you can't tell.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDeR3037ffI/AAAAAAAAAgg/66_VqF3dk7g/s1600/IMG_5753.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDeR3037ffI/AAAAAAAAAgg/66_VqF3dk7g/s400/IMG_5753.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492018658873671154" /></a><br />There is actually a lion being lazy behind us...look real close!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDeR3JBG7EI/AAAAAAAAAgY/oy9T2aRDwS4/s1600/IMG_5749.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDeR3JBG7EI/AAAAAAAAAgY/oy9T2aRDwS4/s400/IMG_5749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492018647101008962" /></a><br />After our fun week at Grammy's was over, we drove back to Fairview where we had a family reunion on the farm on Saturday. It was really neat to see a lot of the family and visit a while. I loved seeing all of the babies from last year toddling around.<br /><br />Daddy and Noah even took their turn on the four wheeler. Noah loved it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDe5G3jJM3I/AAAAAAAAAho/y2axVmRK1qI/s1600/IMG_5778.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDe5G3jJM3I/AAAAAAAAAho/y2axVmRK1qI/s400/IMG_5778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492061798243316594" /></a><br />Faster Daddy, faster!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDefdBHU9hI/AAAAAAAAAhg/c9yVAd-eYQ0/s1600/IMG_5776.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDefdBHU9hI/AAAAAAAAAhg/c9yVAd-eYQ0/s400/IMG_5776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492033591465801234" /></a><br />Daddy took Noah to see the cows. He loves the cows and this is the closest he has gotten to any. Hopefully he can feed one the next time we go!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDefco2EXFI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7qZCDKCVwgA/s1600/IMG_5775.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDefco2EXFI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7qZCDKCVwgA/s400/IMG_5775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492033584950959186" /></a><br />Moo!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDefcMbyuiI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/XlL-DZ8fucs/s1600/IMG_5773.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TDefcMbyuiI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/XlL-DZ8fucs/s400/IMG_5773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492033577324558882" /></a><br /><br />I truly enjoyed our time in Oklahoma. It was so nice to be with family and friends. We hope to make our week long visit a yearly to-do at Grammy's. <br /><br />:)Emily<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-1416128844564669314?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-82334973062407873542010-06-16T14:02:00.000-07:002010-06-16T16:16:09.909-07:00Check out my tough face...Daddy play football with me...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TBk9hW5MmFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/nQPWvfTfyyo/s1600/IMG_5708.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TBk9hW5MmFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/nQPWvfTfyyo/s400/IMG_5708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483481664590747730" /></a><br />Like you used to...see...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TBk9hxLNOPI/AAAAAAAAAf4/KuNZx4XlVvY/s1600/IMG_5709.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TBk9hxLNOPI/AAAAAAAAAf4/KuNZx4XlVvY/s400/IMG_5709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483481671645608178" /></a><br />Peek-a-boo Mommy! You found me in the closet!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TBk9kPbgCOI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XtiYTNHNktA/s1600/IMG_5738.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TBk9kPbgCOI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XtiYTNHNktA/s400/IMG_5738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483481714126751970" /></a><br />Cheese...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TBk9jV1NxCI/AAAAAAAAAgI/MMBcD9cXsj0/s1600/IMG_5720.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TBk9jV1NxCI/AAAAAAAAAgI/MMBcD9cXsj0/s400/IMG_5720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483481698665350178" /></a><br />Check out my new do...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TBk9ir8NoxI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yNpGVqc2g44/s1600/IMG_5715.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/TBk9ir8NoxI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yNpGVqc2g44/s400/IMG_5715.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483481687420412690" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8233497306240787354?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-91448442679856265772010-05-25T11:55:00.000-07:002010-05-25T13:07:07.184-07:00Hello Everyone! Welcome to my backyard! Mommy lets me play a lot in the backyard. She tells me several people call me a bull in a china closet so it is perfect place to run off all my energy. It doesn't get too hot too since the trees shade most of the yard. Here is my slide thanks to my twin friends who gave it to me. I love to climb and slide!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_whL90ce7I/AAAAAAAAAfo/fFPU2-JHg14/s1600/IMG_5707.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_whL90ce7I/AAAAAAAAAfo/fFPU2-JHg14/s400/IMG_5707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475287736432491442" /></a><br />This is my pool. It has really neat ramps to let my trucks drive on or balls to slide down. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_whLVyn4CI/AAAAAAAAAfg/W5exXI6aEPg/s1600/IMG_5693.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_whLVyn4CI/AAAAAAAAAfg/W5exXI6aEPg/s400/IMG_5693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475287725687431202" /></a><br />It has a neat slide for me too. I also love the deep end where I can toss (or place) the balls through the circles and put the rings on the side.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_whKKMa-lI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FbTaR6S6EHU/s1600/IMG_5661.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_whKKMa-lI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FbTaR6S6EHU/s400/IMG_5661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475287705394543186" /></a><br />Mommy was driving the truck down the slide and it splashed me when it crashed into the water. It was really funny!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_whK6yjqnI/AAAAAAAAAfY/OAN8onERFZo/s1600/IMG_5685.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_whK6yjqnI/AAAAAAAAAfY/OAN8onERFZo/s400/IMG_5685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475287718439398002" /></a><br />She kept doing it over and over. You should have seen it! You would laugh too!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_whJppWYUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/3JXdA2YhrH4/s1600/IMG_5675.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_whJppWYUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/3JXdA2YhrH4/s400/IMG_5675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475287696657506626" /></a><br />P.S. If you look really close in the last picture, you can see one of the five teeth that are poking through right now. It really hurts but Mommy gives me lots of hugs. <br /><br />Emily (on behalf of Noah)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-9144844267985626577?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-33202217394607508462010-05-18T08:42:00.000-07:002010-05-18T11:11:25.317-07:00The last week or so has been a difficult time for Noah. He is teething worse than he ever has. Poor guy. I feel awful for him. He is also trying to perfect throwing fits. He likes to get his way and also gets frustrated when he cannot do something...like even pushing the shopping cart through the wall...I guess he's yet to realize all things are not possible for man. It is actually funny at times and I have to get myself together so he doesn't see me laughing. It is rather dramatic! He just throws himself on the floor...sometimes it looks like he is sliding into home base! So we are trying to ease his teething pain and be tender toward him but also trying to discipline properly...knowing the difference when he is hurting and when he is just selfish and impatient. But through it all, I couldn't ask for more in my precious boy! I am so blessed with each new day given to us to play, learn, and enjoy God's creation. <br /><br />Noah decided to put some of his favorite things in his shopping cart to tote around...books and balls. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_K3GDNHyKI/AAAAAAAAAew/1r0PhNDn1eU/s1600/IMG_5617.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_K3GDNHyKI/AAAAAAAAAew/1r0PhNDn1eU/s400/IMG_5617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472637811776014498" /></a><br />Since pushing something is one of favorite tasks right now, he also totes his golf clubs around. I imagine he will be playing with Daddy as soon as he can hold his own and actually hit the ball with his club in a reasonable direction. Let's face it...adults can't always do that! He should be good to go!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_K3G0QddMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ZHJm27bJM0Q/s1600/IMG_5615.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_K3G0QddMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ZHJm27bJM0Q/s400/IMG_5615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472637824943355074" /></a><br />Noah on his horse...gotta get in a few rides each day!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_K3F1sad7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/GDOaPebWw6w/s1600/IMG_5623.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_K3F1sad7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/GDOaPebWw6w/s400/IMG_5623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472637808149166002" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_K3FeZQVqI/AAAAAAAAAeg/M9wB144xMOM/s1600/IMG_5604.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_K3FeZQVqI/AAAAAAAAAeg/M9wB144xMOM/s400/IMG_5604.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472637801894794914" /></a><br />I will leave you with this sweet picture of being tuckered out after playing with his twin friends that are girls...had to say it that way...I can't get myself to say girlfriend yet. He is Momma's boy for now!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_K3GgCY8LI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qSY-8fH9ofY/s1600/IMG_5618.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S_K3GgCY8LI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qSY-8fH9ofY/s400/IMG_5618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472637819515629746" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-3320221739460750846?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-46418150496856924212010-05-15T18:10:00.000-07:002010-05-15T18:42:15.693-07:00Since John graduated on Friday morning from Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary with a Master of Divinity, we had several family members come visit for the big event. We were all so proud of him!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S-9ME3Ju5fI/AAAAAAAAAeY/h3KvJkwTZlQ/s1600/IMG_5579.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S-9ME3Ju5fI/AAAAAAAAAeY/h3KvJkwTZlQ/s400/IMG_5579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471675718686402034" /></a><br />First, Grammy (John's Mom) came to hang out with us and love on Noah. Here is a sweet pic of them reading since Noah kept bringing her every book he owned!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S-9JSKl93ZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ymR6mypVPfM/s1600/IMG_5562.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S-9JSKl93ZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ymR6mypVPfM/s400/IMG_5562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471672648708513170" /></a><br />After graduation, the family came to our house for a little bit. It was fun to see Noah play with his two nieces. Grammy was so proud to have them all together! I love how Noah is just looking at Grammy with great delight!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S-9JRiJaJmI/AAAAAAAAAeA/C52DZsn6KfY/s1600/IMG_5584.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S-9JRiJaJmI/AAAAAAAAAeA/C52DZsn6KfY/s400/IMG_5584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471672637851313762" /></a><br />Noah is a little funny about playing in his sandbox. He does OK if another child is playing with him but I don't think he likes to get his hands all dirty. Grammy said that his Daddy was that way also. When Noah falls, he likes me to get all the dirt and leaves off his hands. How funny! He is all boy...but a clean one at that!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S-9JR7eJLvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/n9QObrV4VQU/s1600/IMG_5589.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S-9JR7eJLvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/n9QObrV4VQU/s400/IMG_5589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471672644649168626" /></a><br />Saturday after John's graduation, we went to The Great Wolf Lodge. John's sister and her family were staying there for the week end. It is a really neat place. The water park is so neat and toddler friendly too! This is a picture of them at the arcade having fun. Noah even found a wolf stuffed animal on the ground that howls. Bonus!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S-9GvR4om5I/AAAAAAAAAd4/oE7TeCCeVKw/s1600/IMG_5593.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S-9GvR4om5I/AAAAAAAAAd4/oE7TeCCeVKw/s400/IMG_5593.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471669850347182994" /></a><br />He is really into cars, trucks, buses, etc. One of his favorite past times is to stand on our front window ledge and call out each vehicle name. It is so fun to see him learn new things and take a joy in knowing the name of them!<br /><br />That's all folks!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-4641815049685692421?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-15992783602116303282010-05-02T11:44:00.000-07:002010-05-02T12:24:33.967-07:00Here is our sweet Noah getting a good nights sleep. He is a great sleeper and I am thankful! He sleeps 11 hours at night and two for a nap in the afternoon. Although he is a joy and I cannot think of him without smiling, I am thankful for his naps and bedtime so that I can sit and rest. He is the best! I am contemplating on when to put a pillow and blanket in his crib...when do they start sleeping with those and actually keep their head on the pillow at night??? He is all over the place. I can check on him every 15 minutes and he seems to be on the other side of the crib. We will see...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S93IzNck59I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/S_oxHijio90/s1600/IMG_5520.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S93IzNck59I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/S_oxHijio90/s400/IMG_5520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466746304806053842" /></a><br />He will rest a little during the day but it usually only lasts about 10 seconds and then he is off again. He found a great place to rest here near the back door. You think he is trying to give me a hint that he wants to go outside and swing???<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S93NMvSWcUI/AAAAAAAAAdY/uOu01s7Y0lk/s1600/IMG_5523.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S93NMvSWcUI/AAAAAAAAAdY/uOu01s7Y0lk/s400/IMG_5523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466751141433209154" /></a><br />He is so curious about the dog door. He often looks and and even tries to climb out. He has tried backing into and even just climbing out face first...hasn't worked yet and he isn't getting any smaller.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S93N8hS-8nI/AAAAAAAAAdg/vwZMs9Tp8ew/s1600/IMG_5524.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S93N8hS-8nI/AAAAAAAAAdg/vwZMs9Tp8ew/s400/IMG_5524.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466751962311488114" /></a><br />Here is another picture of Noah climbing through the kitchen chairs. Since he loves climbing so much, we bought him picnic table (maybe someday he will actually sit at it) at his very first time to Toys 'R Us Friday (he didn't even go there in the womb!). I think Daddy and Mommy were more excited to take him there than he even knew. But he quickly realized the excitement of the place when we got there. He was pumped! That was pretty much the first time we bought him new toys...haven't had to thanks to generous family and friends and thrift stores.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S93O2NsqsLI/AAAAAAAAAdo/YBxiWUSEsGk/s1600/IMG_5528.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S93O2NsqsLI/AAAAAAAAAdo/YBxiWUSEsGk/s400/IMG_5528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466752953482916018" /></a><br />We also got him a sandbox for about $25 with a top! It is a turtle!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S93P0g5GjSI/AAAAAAAAAdw/sY8tKUsKmtY/s1600/IMG_5535.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S93P0g5GjSI/AAAAAAAAAdw/sY8tKUsKmtY/s400/IMG_5535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466754023787236642" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-1599278360211630328?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-46184885003934482462010-04-15T17:07:00.000-07:002010-04-15T17:09:39.742-07:0010 - I have found an excellent wife who is second only to Jesus Christ in my life. No money, fame, relationship, or reputation is better than her.<br />11 - Even in my most vulnerable moments I trust her, and she makes me a better follower of Christ while serving our family well.<br />12 - I never fear a disrespectful or contentious attitude—even when I am not present. I take delight in her and look forward to doing so for the rest of our life together.<br />13 - Her handiwork is growing in creativity and she desires to minister to others through it (see previous blog posts).<br />14 - I am continually amazed at her frugal spirit and at how she prepares meals for our family.<br />15 - Her heart turns quickly to the needs of others as she allows the LORD to provide for them.<br />16 - She focuses on maximizing our income and stretching every penny to its limit.<br />17 - Her strength and worth comes from a deep understanding of who she is in Christ—in spite of the fact she is smart, intelligent, and very beautiful. And her desire is for me and works diligently on working out her body for that purpose.<br />18 - She recognizes the Holy Spirit’s gifts in her life in order to be a blessing to others, and many profit from her willingness.<br />19 - I enjoy seeing her take care of the needs of our home and I delight to assist her tasks.<br />20 - She realizes that we do not own anything in this world—we only steward it from the LORD—so she is ready to give wherever God leads.<br />21 - Her care and concern for her family is ever present.<br />22 - Her beauty comes from her identity in Christ yet it radiates throughout her.<br />23 - She honors me as second only to Christ for her and supports God’s hand leading our lives.<br />24 - She looks for new sources of income for our family so we can be more generous.<br />25 - Her trust is not in a system but in a Person, so regardless of what the future may bring she stands firm in Him.<br />26 - She is a deep wellspring of wisdom where many turn for counsel and instruction.<br />27 - She works diligently to ensure the way of her household is right and true.<br />28 - Her son looks to her as a blessing and I praise Christ for what He is doing through her.<br />29 - She is not perfect, but I could not ask for anyone better with whom to do life together. There is no other for me.<br />30 - “Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.”<br />31 - I love you, my dear wife. May your birthday be filled with the fruit of your hands—those who have received benefit from who God made you to be. I look forward to many more birthdays together.<br /><br />John<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-4618488500393448246?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-77936181963389852862010-04-14T12:28:00.000-07:002010-04-14T12:42:05.858-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Here is a pic of Noah using his golf clubs. He loves playing with the golf clubs, totting around his golf bag, and trying to hit the golf balls with his clubs. I guess you could say we are starting him early.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S8YZM9YnT5I/AAAAAAAAAb4/5oPx0g17p54/s1600/IMG_5465.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S8YZM9YnT5I/AAAAAAAAAb4/5oPx0g17p54/s400/IMG_5465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460079308660232082" border="0" /></a>He also loves all the different tastes of food. Recently he discovered ketchup. He loves dipping everything in ketchup and is already a pro at it!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S8YZNB43kdI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rTAmlEKmqHw/s1600/IMG_5506.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S8YZNB43kdI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rTAmlEKmqHw/s400/IMG_5506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460079309869257170" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S8YZNvItmpI/AAAAAAAAAcI/v4xP9S04CGY/s1600/IMG_5507.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S8YZNvItmpI/AAAAAAAAAcI/v4xP9S04CGY/s400/IMG_5507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460079322015308434" border="0" /></a>Last Friday Azi came over to play for a while and volunteered to pull Noah in the wagon...what a great idea! Less work for me!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S8YZNw9qb_I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/wuiYp8JZvNs/s1600/IMG_5517.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S8YZNw9qb_I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/wuiYp8JZvNs/s400/IMG_5517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460079322505834482" border="0" /></a>Here is another great pic of John and Noah wrestling. Noah just laughs and laughs the whole time and is so sad when it is over!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S8YZOWN9JHI/AAAAAAAAAcY/7gZKy1mxwBo/s1600/IMG_5505.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S8YZOWN9JHI/AAAAAAAAAcY/7gZKy1mxwBo/s400/IMG_5505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460079332506281074" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Emily :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7793618196338985286?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-9923032872890785082010-03-31T05:35:00.000-07:002010-03-31T05:54:17.865-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7NCQ6KE3jI/AAAAAAAAAbw/8HXUljtykcU/s1600/IMG_5459.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7NCQ6KE3jI/AAAAAAAAAbw/8HXUljtykcU/s400/IMG_5459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454776431932661298" border="0" /></a>Here are some toddler towels that I have made recently. It is just a way to make a little money on the side and I enjoy doing it! Let me know if you want one of these or would like me to make you a different animal or design.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />~Emily~<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-992303287289078508?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-29721739137430847192010-03-30T16:59:00.000-07:002010-03-30T17:53:13.809-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Last week end we went to Mesquite to spend some time with my side of the family. We celebrated my Dad's birthday and went to Sunnyvale Baptist Church's (my sister, Anna's church) Easter celebration. Noah had a lot of fun!<br /><br />Before the Easter egg hunt, we had some time to spare so Makenna (Anna's daughter) and Noah played inside the children's area. They found a bench just their size. How cute are they!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7KSPAgB_rI/AAAAAAAAAbg/7i0bK1K6rSg/s1600/IMG_5433.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7KSPAgB_rI/AAAAAAAAAbg/7i0bK1K6rSg/s400/IMG_5433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454582885229133490" border="0" /></a>They had an Easter egg hunt and Noah did really well. He filled his monkey basket and actually put the eggs in there without taking them out!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7KSPgDyEmI/AAAAAAAAAbo/D1bgkBLT8WQ/s1600/IMG_5441.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7KSPgDyEmI/AAAAAAAAAbo/D1bgkBLT8WQ/s400/IMG_5441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454582893700584034" border="0" /></a>They also sang some worship songs and Noah got right up there with the other kids to watch their cool hand motions.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7KSOcO1qJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/lt7y8QPzDu8/s1600/IMG_5428.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7KSOcO1qJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/lt7y8QPzDu8/s400/IMG_5428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454582875493345426" border="0" /></a>He also had his first experience with a sand box. He wasn't too interested. He played for less than a minute and went back to the playground. He loved walking up and down the planked incline.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7KSOH6aHuI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4za4iQo6sRo/s1600/IMG_5422.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7KSOH6aHuI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4za4iQo6sRo/s400/IMG_5422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454582870038945506" border="0" /></a>He also had tons of fun at the bounce house. If you knew Noah at all when he was younger you know he loves bouncing. He actually wouldn't even stand with his legs straight without bouncing until 7 months old or so. My arms always got a pretty good workout trying to hold him on my lap. He loved his Johnny jump up and now he gets to bounce on his own. I imagine we will invest in a trampoline someday.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7KSNo2CEOI/AAAAAAAAAbI/GvXcBtWNaDk/s1600/IMG_5415.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S7KSNo2CEOI/AAAAAAAAAbI/GvXcBtWNaDk/s400/IMG_5415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454582861699092706" border="0" /></a>They also had pony rides, a petting zoo, fire truck for the kids to check out, crafts, face painting, and other fun activities. Needless to say, he had tons of fun and was worn out!<br /><br />Can't wait to travel to Oklahoma this week end to celebrate Easter with John's side of the family.<br /><br />~Emily~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-2972173913743084719?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-82311197674306803842010-03-23T12:00:00.000-07:002010-03-23T12:25:30.949-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Noah is such a joy and blessing. Over and over we are reminded of what a blessing he is. He loves life and seeks to learn more and more each day. He is so expressive and excited about everything. I cannot even imagine having another child (although we want to someday) because I cannot think of a neater kid to hang with all day. He laughs when you laugh (or hears the garbage disposal or ice maker???), he loves the tastes of food (sucking the flavor out of everything), and is absolutely the happiest kid around while outside. Sometimes he'll even drag his very heavy and huge swing to me in the house telling me of his desire to go out. He waves at everyone he sees, even Dora on his yogurt cup. And everyone knows he is the cutest around! Here are some of his adventures lately...<br /><br />Here is a pictures of him playing outside with the dogs. He loves to play fetch with the dogs and chase them around. He laughs like crazy when they try to play tug of war with him.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S6kSC7ODw2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/aazDGKrTDyo/s1600-h/IMG_5402.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S6kSC7ODw2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/aazDGKrTDyo/s400/IMG_5402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451908665374393186" border="0" /></a>One of his new tricks is finding cool sticks around the yard!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S6kSCYmSZrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/89ojGmsRvCA/s1600-h/IMG_5401.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S6kSCYmSZrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/89ojGmsRvCA/s400/IMG_5401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451908656080774834" border="0" /></a>He also loves getting into boxes so he can travel around...even into ones we don't think he would ever fit in...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S6kSB_O1jPI/AAAAAAAAAaw/6cHA-auwC7I/s1600-h/IMG_5395.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S6kSB_O1jPI/AAAAAAAAAaw/6cHA-auwC7I/s400/IMG_5395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451908649271528690" border="0" /></a>One of his favorite things is eating ice cream with Daddy after dinner. I normally make either butterfinger or cookies 'n cream homemade ice cream. They love it! When Dad asks if Noah wants to eat ice cream, Noah goes to climb onto the 'ice cream eating couch.' It only took him two or three times for him to learn this...they learn pretty quick (don't let them try to fool you into thinking they don't understand discipline also...they do!!!)...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S6kSBQEAMvI/AAAAAAAAAao/gHGLuOW-Yz8/s1600-h/IMG_5388.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S6kSBQEAMvI/AAAAAAAAAao/gHGLuOW-Yz8/s400/IMG_5388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451908636609622770" border="0" /></a>He loves playing guitar with Daddy and even plays with the case when he is at work!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S6kSAhYbBVI/AAAAAAAAAag/y3jiZ0X8AfE/s1600-h/IMG_5387.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S6kSAhYbBVI/AAAAAAAAAag/y3jiZ0X8AfE/s400/IMG_5387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451908624078800210" border="0" /></a>That is only a short look into our blessed life with Noah. We are so grateful to have him!<br /><br />~Emily~<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8231119767430680384?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-45638888607245272572010-03-09T13:17:00.000-08:002010-03-09T13:46:05.062-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Noah is growing and enjoying life everyday. I am just having a blast with him and love seeing him learn new things. I bought him some flip flops for the spring and summer at the JBF (Just Between Friends-A huge consignment sale)sale. I wasn't sure if he would wear them but he did really well with them. He is so used to the soft sole shoes that he has never desired to wear anything else. I guess he is over that now.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S5a9lcFdNuI/AAAAAAAAAaA/G6SS2IOB0Oc/s1600-h/IMG_5369.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S5a9lcFdNuI/AAAAAAAAAaA/G6SS2IOB0Oc/s400/IMG_5369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446749250243081954" border="0" /></a>Noah also got his first hair cut from his loving Mommy. He really did not need much of a cut. I just cut his mullet off. It looks much better now!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S5a9kfgGDKI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/UquhaZW8orY/s1600-h/IMG_5359.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S5a9kfgGDKI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/UquhaZW8orY/s400/IMG_5359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446749233980247202" border="0" /></a>Noah loves when Daddy gets home. It is so cute to see him so excited to see Daddy and then wait by Daddy's side until Mommy gets a hug and kiss from Dad. After we say our Hellos, Noah grabs onto John's legs until he gets a hug and kiss. At 14 months, he is already learning so many important things...like Daddy and Mommy's relationship being important. This was a precious lesson I learned from my parents. They showed us this through their actions and now Noah has already learned it in a way. So many parents put their kids before their relationship and find they do not know each other while their kids are still at home and when they have an empty house again...or they just get divorced. It is hard to keep a marriage relationship strong with kids but we try to be intentional. I still get the the butterflies around John and love him so much. I look forward to the rest of our years...anyway, here is Daddy and Noah reading after they say their hellos.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S5a9m7IoxWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/2iE5_FvW260/s1600-h/IMG_5381.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S5a9m7IoxWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/2iE5_FvW260/s400/IMG_5381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446749275757790562" border="0" /></a>Yesterday, we had a play date with Jesika. Her Mommy took their third child to her newborn checkup so I watched Jesika while she went. They had lots of fun together playing in the 'ball pit,' riding in the wagon, reading, and playing with other various toys.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S5a9mUoOOfI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/9AOQjp7LOLU/s1600-h/IMG_5377.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S5a9mUoOOfI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/9AOQjp7LOLU/s400/IMG_5377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446749265421285874" border="0" /></a>Noah is already practicing being a gentlemen. How cute!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S5a9l17scYI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FOr2M8WUUI4/s1600-h/IMG_5373.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/S5a9l17scYI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FOr2M8WUUI4/s400/IMG_5373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446749257181458818" border="0" /></a>Tomorrow we hope to go to the zoo. We haven't been in a while and hope the rain can hold off for a bit.<br /><br />~Emily~<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-4563888860724527257?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-27733669895598964752010-03-04T12:52:00.000-08:002010-03-04T13:29:40.675-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">2010 has been an interesting year so far. I started the year in the hospital with a 7mm kidney stone (5mm is the biggest a person can pass). I had surgery to break the stone up and take it out. I found out a had a ton more stones on my right and my left kidney. Yippee was my response I am sure! After the surgery I went home and was able to celebrate Christmas with John's side of the family. What a blessed time although I was highly drugged. Around 2am or so I couldn't take the pain any longer even being highly drugged so I headed back to the emergency room. I found out my kidneys were really swollen. After about a week of constant pain medicine and lots of sleeping, I had another surgery to put a stint in my uritor tube. After that surgery, I was told that all my kidney stones had been passed all that last week on both sides while I was in the hospital. Praise God! Can I say that again...PRAISE GOD!<br /><br />I thought they saved my kidney stones so that I could have them analyzed and try to avoid this again but unfortunately there was a miss-communication. Not sure how EVERYONE in the hospital and doctors office were on the same page but wrong page...but it happened. I sifted my pee all week and was even told a couple times that the stones were sent to Oklahoma and would be back in a week...to only find out they never had any. Needless to say, I was a little upset. Hopefully, there will not be a next time or I can get the analyzed so it doesn't happen a third time. I may just carry it to Oklahoma myself!<br /><br />I had to have others watch Noah while I was in the hospital and up to 2 weeks after my second surgery because I was unable to lift more than five pounds. No fun! It reminded my of my 10 weeks of bed rest while pregnant with Noah. I felt helpless. But, God continued to teach me to rely on others and the support of family and Church body. I couldn't have been more blessed in both of those events!<br /><br />After 2 1/2 weeks, more pain meds and meds for infections, I realized I was still having issues after getting my stint out a few days earlier. I gave my first ever stool sample and found out I got a bacterial infection from my second surgery...or could have them the first I guess. I took 10 days of meds and realized that it got better...but not all the way better. I had a little side effects from that med but kept taking it determined to get better. After another couple weeks realized it never went afway and came back strong. I gave another wonderful sample and sure enough I was right. I started the same meds for 14 days but after taking one day of three pills, I woke up feeling like I had been hit by a car. I had just about every side effect the meds say you can get, fevor, chills, flu like symptoms, swollen throat, red throat, white patches on each side of my throat...not fun. I did not take any more pills and 'the poison' slowly left my body and I started felling better. I took about a week for my throat to be healed. I've never dealt with side effects or been allergic before so it was quite an interesting event. Went to the doctor on Monday after waking up on Saturday from that and the doc thought my throat was about the worst she had seen. She even tested my for both types of strep and it was negative...it really was side effects. So, now I am currently taking 4 weeks of meds to get rid of this bacterial infections. Apparently the infection gets stronger as you fight it so I imagine it is pretty strong now into my third month and third medicine for it. I cannot say this medicine is helping but I certainly have hope! I am thankful for doctors, medicine (without side effects), and my wonderful family who takes care of me and Noah when I am not able.<br /><br />Thankfully I do feel healthy currently even though I am going through this. I think March was the first day I felt well in 2010 and I am grateful for health! I'm normally very healthy not even getting sick when John is and I kiss him. I didn't even get sick while I was pregnant. Not even a little cold. So, this last year and 1/2 has been eventful with becoming pregnant for the first time (what a blessing from God) to 10 weeks of bed rest (because I was rear ended in the car and had about 6 contractions or more for 10 weeks) to a miscarriage a couple days before I was 13 weeks pregnant to tons of kidney stones.<br /><br />But through it all God was faithful. He did not give me more than I could bare (although I was pretty unsure of that during labor, surviving a newborn, and tons of kidney stones). I am so grateful He is in charge and loves me deeply. I am blessed to have a health insurance, a supportive family, church family, and friends. I couldn't ask for more! God is good all the time!<br /><br />So, I hope to get back to blogging now that I feel like things are settling down again. I look forward to walking through 2010 with my loved ones and feel blessed to be giving another day. I desire to spend eternity in Heaven but grateful for the joys I have left on this earth. For they are more than I could ask for or imagine! Thank you Jesus!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-2773366989559896475?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-47771788981438701052010-01-03T19:10:00.000-08:002010-01-03T19:16:01.062-08:00Emily has been in the hospital for a few days, due to a large kidney stone stuck in her ureter. They went in and took it out and opened up the ureter a little bit because it had some narrowings in it. So the surgery was successful but due to it that kidney swelled and the surgery caused much pain. At this point (Sunday night after pain started Wednesday morning) it looks like at least another day in the hospital until Emily can keep food down and the pain is manageable. Thanks for praying for her in this time as she heals and recovers. God is good, all the time!<br /><br />John<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-4777178898143870105?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-5847911876649163072009-12-21T17:45:00.001-08:002009-12-21T18:22:10.996-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">I think Noah had a really good time at his party. He woke up right around 2 when it started. He was a little clingy at first wondering what all these people were doing at his house but shortly after that he was excited to see all the family and wanted to show off his walking skills.<br /><br />Our was a pretty full house with the family and kids. It got pretty excited at one point when all the kids decided to go outside and chase the dogs (my two chihuahuas and Amy's wiener dog). We somehow got a family picture in the middle of the chaos but I will have to get it from Amy.<br /><br />Noah sat on Daddy's lap while he opened presents. I was giving him cheerios in order for him to stay interested in sitting for so long. My cousins' children were so kind to hand us presents! Great helpers!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SzApcIaQ5HI/AAAAAAAAAZw/6AU35xSiQtc/s1600-h/IMG_5088.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SzApcIaQ5HI/AAAAAAAAAZw/6AU35xSiQtc/s400/IMG_5088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417875914997425266" border="0" /></a></div>Finally it was time to eat cake. It was the first time Noah had ever had any dessert and boy was it a sugar overload! He was not too excited at first because he thought the icing was pretty sticky....but boy was it yummy!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SzAme01GzzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/K7vbLoA9jAg/s1600-h/IMG_5101.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SzAme01GzzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/K7vbLoA9jAg/s400/IMG_5101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417872662746025778" border="0" /></a>I had to feed it to him because he didn't want to get his hands sticky.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SzAmffnuMGI/AAAAAAAAAZY/tW0ZYAtrC0A/s1600-h/IMG_5105.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SzAmffnuMGI/AAAAAAAAAZY/tW0ZYAtrC0A/s400/IMG_5105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417872674232610914" border="0" /></a>Here is Makenna (my niece) eating her cake too. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SzAmfgQXv1I/AAAAAAAAAZg/iK5LQtzK-z8/s1600-h/IMG_5106.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SzAmfgQXv1I/AAAAAAAAAZg/iK5LQtzK-z8/s400/IMG_5106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417872674403106642" border="0" /></a>It was a great birthday party. Noah really enjoyed playing with all his new toys and reading his new books. The gifts were perfect! Thanks everyone!<br /><br />Thanks also go to Rebekah Moore (<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">bekahscakes.blogspot.com</span>) for making the cake! She is so talented! Her cakes have a homemade taste but professional in look! You can't ask for more!<br /><br />~Emily~<br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-584791187664916307?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-6324090867213713222009-12-11T10:34:00.000-08:002009-12-11T11:08:18.699-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">There is a wonderful park about 10 minutes from our houes. Noah loves it! Here are a few things he likes to do even in the bitter cold!<br /><br />The swing of course!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyKSJER8XmI/AAAAAAAAAY4/IbA9e4G_fvY/s1600-h/IMG_4954.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyKSJER8XmI/AAAAAAAAAY4/IbA9e4G_fvY/s400/IMG_4954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414050386518236770" border="0" /></a>Wow, I am dizzy!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyKSJER8XmI/AAAAAAAAAY4/IbA9e4G_fvY/s1600-h/IMG_4954.JPG"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyKSJmUt2JI/AAAAAAAAAZA/gZk3kIzyTv8/s1600-h/IMG_4957.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyKSJmUt2JI/AAAAAAAAAZA/gZk3kIzyTv8/s400/IMG_4957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414050395656673426" border="0" /></a>I am already driving!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyKSIkXlw4I/AAAAAAAAAYw/XNnKFTglM08/s1600-h/IMG_4949.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyKSIkXlw4I/AAAAAAAAAYw/XNnKFTglM08/s400/IMG_4949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414050377951986562" border="0" /></a><br />Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyKSH4adCQI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Lnc1rASC2Dk/s1600-h/IMG_4944.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyKSH4adCQI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Lnc1rASC2Dk/s400/IMG_4944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414050366152837378" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So fun!!! He is all boy for sure!!<br /><br />~Emily~<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-632409086721371322?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-33962226616951337772009-12-09T12:40:00.000-08:002009-12-09T16:43:16.815-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Noah LOVES the park. He has so much fun and is very sad when we have to leave. I've even taken him to the park in the cold and by the end his lips are shivering...but he starts crying when I put him in the car !!! He especially loves the swings! Here are a few of his many expression that I enjoy seeing everyday.<br /><br />Look at me!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAO2ukdN9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/UKym_3v2ldA/s1600-h/IMG_4929.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAO2ukdN9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/UKym_3v2ldA/s400/IMG_4929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413343085476001746" border="0" /></a>Wow, that was high!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAOXo37sKI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TMTwsOPEkfs/s1600-h/IMG_4928.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAOXo37sKI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TMTwsOPEkfs/s400/IMG_4928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413342551371133090" border="0" /></a><br />Yea, did you see me?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAOW3mO9VI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/QFByElh-mB4/s1600-h/IMG_4924.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAOW3mO9VI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/QFByElh-mB4/s400/IMG_4924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413342538143561042" border="0" /></a><br />Thank you for letting me swing!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAOWYrequI/AAAAAAAAAYI/BfCq-9lnoD0/s1600-h/IMG_4915.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAOWYrequI/AAAAAAAAAYI/BfCq-9lnoD0/s400/IMG_4915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413342529844062946" border="0" /></a><br />It's like I'm flying!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAOWPJoJLI/AAAAAAAAAYA/bTRoXde2JiI/s1600-h/IMG_4911.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAOWPJoJLI/AAAAAAAAAYA/bTRoXde2JiI/s400/IMG_4911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413342527286158514" border="0" /></a><br />Yeah!!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAOVbjrtMI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Dh_IUwr8yuQ/s1600-h/IMG_4909.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SyAOVbjrtMI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Dh_IUwr8yuQ/s400/IMG_4909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413342513436800194" border="0" /></a><br />What an active and joyful boy! I love hanging with him and seeing him enjoy life.<br /><br />~Emily~<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-3396222661695133777?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-69932862813531004132009-11-13T07:06:00.001-08:002009-11-15T14:47:34.646-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">So I (John) had the opportunity to go to the Dallas Mavericks game with the president and senior VP of our company. They have fairly good seats, as you can see below.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sv16Pr_EJAI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zA_6GMUib4Q/s1600-h/IMG_4786.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sv16Pr_EJAI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zA_6GMUib4Q/s400/IMG_4786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403609537838326786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sv16PIwVuUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/MlhwUWSplJ8/s1600-h/IMG_4802.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sv16PIwVuUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/MlhwUWSplJ8/s400/IMG_4802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403609528381323586" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This is Mark Cuban, the owner of the Mavs, who is known for his crazy behavior. He was in control of everything during the game, including when the announcer would talk and his volume.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sv16OfXqH0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/FEsZ0TnUWb0/s1600-h/IMG_4810.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sv16OfXqH0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/FEsZ0TnUWb0/s400/IMG_4810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403609517271949122" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Really cool experience, but I would never pay the face value on the tickets (way expensive). But if someone else offers, no worries! Thanks, Huitt-Zollars!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-6993286281353100413?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-15219598726029533882009-11-06T13:24:00.001-08:002009-11-06T17:47:27.526-08:00I (John) got to go to a work training day at the new Dallas Cowboys stadium in Arlington. The whole day was on the concourse and they also offered tours throughout the day. It is an overwhelming place (huge!) and a lot of cool touches. Here's some pics:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSWQPTI-jI/AAAAAAAAAWw/5QlcSqhU6PM/s1600-h/IMG_4747.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSWQPTI-jI/AAAAAAAAAWw/5QlcSqhU6PM/s400/IMG_4747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401107058852952626" border="0" /></a>On the star in the middle of the field. This was only the third day they even let people on the field in the tours.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSWP6EzUCI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ykwsR_Q00RE/s1600-h/IMG_4735.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSWP6EzUCI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ykwsR_Q00RE/s400/IMG_4735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401107053155668002" border="0" /></a>This is where the Cowboys walk out onto the field (under the star) with fans on both sides.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSWPDWQBfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/cAZrQSLu-jc/s1600-h/IMG_4701.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSWPDWQBfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/cAZrQSLu-jc/s400/IMG_4701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401107038464902642" border="0" /></a>The end zone<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSWOoenBuI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Jbh6BTsFMVc/s1600-h/IMG_4690.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSWOoenBuI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Jbh6BTsFMVc/s400/IMG_4690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401107031252207330" border="0" /></a>The locker room<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">All in all, a cool day of work...<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-1521959872602953388?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-89411983125761696722009-11-06T12:14:00.000-08:002009-11-06T12:53:54.312-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Due to Noah having a virus, we just played at home the last couple days. It is only the second time he has been sick (besides ear infections) and both times it was just a virus. He takes viruses like a champ even when everything is coming up. He has acid reflux the first several months of his life so it is nothing new. I did forget all the cleaning and laundry I did...no fun!<br /><br />I missed my workout at 24 Hour Fitness so I just decided to workout here with Noah. He enjoyed watching me look silly as I worked out and also tried to grab (and chew on of course) my elastic band. He didn't want to miss out on all the fun!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSEopy1NYI/AAAAAAAAAWA/5L1g2Wl9Mig/s1600-h/IMG_4766.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSEopy1NYI/AAAAAAAAAWA/5L1g2Wl9Mig/s400/IMG_4766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401087687072757122" border="0" /></a>He did not miss a beat with his walker either.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSEoFnDMdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/gYuuNrs85y8/s1600-h/IMG_4769.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvSEoFnDMdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/gYuuNrs85y8/s400/IMG_4769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401087677359665618" border="0" /></a>But, the most exciting news of all is that he took his first steps unaided. Last night he walked a few steps to John and then back to me. Today he was walking with my finger and when I let go and continued walking a few steps toward me. I am such a proud Momma! And this big event is on a day that he cannot keep anything down. Who would have thought? One day I will not have to carry him so much! Praise the Lord. Yes, I know He will be very mobile and get into everything even more but I am ready and excited for him! :) What an exciting time!<br /><br />Proud Momma,<br />Emily<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8941198312576169672?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-85865250939939968712009-11-05T05:56:00.000-08:002009-11-05T08:02:27.771-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">On a rare event, I will actually sit still for a few seconds (but only because Mom was tickling me). My Dad actually got in on camera!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLdK_YEvUI/AAAAAAAAAVw/yQp-HaLRHpo/s1600-h/IMG_4672.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLdK_YEvUI/AAAAAAAAAVw/yQp-HaLRHpo/s400/IMG_4672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400622084051483970" border="0" /></a>My first time to find dirt...what a glorious day!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLdKHzL3JI/AAAAAAAAAVg/QFat-KmfqPU/s1600-h/IMG_4642.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLdKHzL3JI/AAAAAAAAAVg/QFat-KmfqPU/s400/IMG_4642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400622069132811410" border="0" /></a>Although it is pretty gross!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLdJuONolI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3JPHy29OtQk/s1600-h/IMG_4643.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLdJuONolI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3JPHy29OtQk/s400/IMG_4643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400622062266851922" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">But still, I will pretend to be innocent!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLdKg5t48I/AAAAAAAAAVo/GTHuTkVsstg/s1600-h/IMG_4648.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLdKg5t48I/AAAAAAAAAVo/GTHuTkVsstg/s400/IMG_4648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400622075871093698" border="0" /></a>I am getting closer to walking everyday.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLbavXc7UI/AAAAAAAAAU4/eD_HCS-c0mI/s1600-h/IMG_4603.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLbavXc7UI/AAAAAAAAAU4/eD_HCS-c0mI/s400/IMG_4603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400620155608558914" border="0" /></a>My new favorite thing is playing in an empty box. Dad and Mom push me all around!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLbaIr8MAI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4gttJWkmzpY/s1600-h/IMG_4601.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLbaIr8MAI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4gttJWkmzpY/s400/IMG_4601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400620145225510914" border="0" /></a>I also love learning new things from Dad. He is the best!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLbZMHLwDI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8UDfluHuXpc/s1600-h/IMG_4598.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLbZMHLwDI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8UDfluHuXpc/s400/IMG_4598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400620128965214258" border="0" /></a>I got a bath in the kitchen sink again since my bathtub was dirty (sewer problems). <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLbaz8jmEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/h6i_o6yKIv0/s1600-h/IMG_4604.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLbaz8jmEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/h6i_o6yKIv0/s400/IMG_4604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400620156837926978" border="0" /></a>Look at my old man hair. My Dad is silly!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLbbchZ7yI/AAAAAAAAAVI/5gwKUWBNBAY/s1600-h/IMG_4607.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLbbchZ7yI/AAAAAAAAAVI/5gwKUWBNBAY/s400/IMG_4607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400620167729901346" border="0" /></a>I am a pretty crazy sleeper at times and my sleeping buddies roll around with me. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLdI16UiPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8NL-c3DxXDM/s1600-h/IMG_4638.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SvLdI16UiPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8NL-c3DxXDM/s400/IMG_4638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400622047151032562" border="0" /></a>Love you all! Have a blessed day!<br /><br />Emily (on behalf of Noah)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-8586525093993996871?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-76879026833657612842009-10-31T11:23:00.001-07:002009-11-03T14:07:01.393-08:00Our weekend started off very exciting with plumbers here for over an hour in the afternoon and then several hours in the evening. They even had to take out one of our toliets! Needless to say, we had raw sewage on our walls, floors, etc. Around 10pm Friday we started cleaning and deotarizing so we could feel comfortable walking into our bathroom. We finally got everything cleaned and went to bed. I couldn't believe it but Noah slept through all the noise of the plumbers and cleaning! I guess he was pretty tired. It was his first day to switch from two naps to one. He completed the day like a champ by talking away, pretending he was a motor boat, pushing his new walker (thanks to the Gibsons!), and everything else he could find to play with. John could win husband of the year too. He was so much help cleaning (as always), washing dirty towels (more than once just in case!), and so much more. He even let me sleep in Saturday morning (as he often does), got Noah up, feed him breakfast, did a couple loads of laundry, folded the laundry, did the dishes...and whatever else I may have not notice. What a good hubby he is! I feel so blessed that he always does what he can although he is so busy. He treats me like a queen. Ok, enough bragging (John says not to brag on him like I do but I can't help it. The Proberbs 31 women did and he was praised at the gates...just trying to be like her...Ha)...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Saturday night was fun, we took Noah to the Trunk or Treat at our Church. Noah started out in his OSU stuff like Dad and Mom but changed into his Tigger (thanks Azi!) costume later.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Su-OcXcEgOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4Uza64CW02E/s1600-h/IMG_4611.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Su-OcXcEgOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4Uza64CW02E/s400/IMG_4611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399691096219746530" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Su-Od7FiHwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ySa3bIpUERw/s1600-h/IMG_4635.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Su-Od7FiHwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ySa3bIpUERw/s400/IMG_4635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399691122968764162" border="0" /></a>Noah was so tired at the end of the night. The 'one nap thing' was a little harder with a later bedtime. He was past the climbing out of your hands tired stage and into zoning out. It is a rare event to have Noah sitting still on your lap!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Su-OdvAHtEI/AAAAAAAAAUY/3V2Fk3NkXCM/s1600-h/IMG_4634.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Su-OdvAHtEI/AAAAAAAAAUY/3V2Fk3NkXCM/s400/IMG_4634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399691119724835906" border="0" /></a>Really...do I have to wear the hat?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Su-OdHWgs6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CkJirxyawDE/s1600-h/IMG_4633.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Su-OdHWgs6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CkJirxyawDE/s400/IMG_4633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399691109081330594" border="0" /></a>Meet my friend Caleb, the Lion. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Su-Oc4IjUiI/AAAAAAAAAUI/SUX0UobzrlI/s1600-h/IMG_4617.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Su-Oc4IjUiI/AAAAAAAAAUI/SUX0UobzrlI/s400/IMG_4617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399691104996250146" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div>We were also able to get a lot of cleaning/organizing done. I organized my scrapbooking stuff (I now know where everything is!), cleaned several areas in the house, cleaned out our closets for good will (how do we always end up with so much to give away when we RARELY buy clothes?). Boy, it is nice to be home, get things organized, and be rested for a new week! We even had an extra hour this weekend! But, I do feel sorry for those on the night shift...they had to work 9 hours instead of 8...what a bummer!<br /><div> </div><br /><div>I hope you all had a good weekend too!</div><br /><div> </div><br /><div>Love, Emily (on behalf of the Woogies)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792404672963329274-7687902683365761284?l=woogiebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>John, Emily, Noah, and Luke Wohlgemuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526900734904898875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792404672963329274.post-16013485985012409052009-10-28T14:54:00.000-07:002009-10-28T18:39:43.344-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SujTkMHJupI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cF_TUOjBQWI/s1600-h/IMG_4596.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SujTkMHJupI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cF_TUOjBQWI/s400/IMG_4596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397796772083514002" border="0" /></a>Yo, that's right I'm standing...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SujTjsMXNkI/AAAAAAAAATw/hsJ5CLhUmng/s1600-h/IMG_4591.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/SujTjsMXNkI/AAAAAAAAATw/hsJ5CLhUmng/s400/IMG_4591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397796763515434562" border="0" /></a>I love me some boxes! It's like my first car!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sui_Ut7jvkI/AAAAAAAAATo/2_s0IzJkgbw/s1600-h/IMG_4586.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sui_Ut7jvkI/AAAAAAAAATo/2_s0IzJkgbw/s400/IMG_4586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397774516051230274" border="0" /></a>Ummmmm, is somebody going to clean my face????<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sui_UEzCPbI/AAAAAAAAATg/a5_q7OW7zWQ/s1600-h/IMG_4580.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sui_UEzCPbI/AAAAAAAAATg/a5_q7OW7zWQ/s400/IMG_4580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397774505009626546" border="0" /></a>Oh yeah, Go Pokes! I'm the cutest boy ever!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sui_TrRCAXI/AAAAAAAAATY/4cp6UUzP_aQ/s1600-h/IMG_4566.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sui_TrRCAXI/AAAAAAAAATY/4cp6UUzP_aQ/s400/IMG_4566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397774498156118386" border="0" /></a>Look at me, Daddy!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sui_TQBtV0I/AAAAAAAAATQ/GTsRtdU8QSw/s1600-h/IMG_4556.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mpBs-vlSpY/Sui_TQBtV0I/AAAAAAAAATQ/GTsRtdU8QSw/s400/IMG_4556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_