I snapped a few quick photos of Luke's room the other day. He has his big boy bed now, and I finished his quilt, so I'm calling it done and moving on.
while we were in NY, my baby brother received his mission call from our church.
He will dedicate two years of his life to sharing the gospel- no movies, no dating, no music, no internet, and a phone or skype call home only twice a year (christmas and mother's day).
Missionaries do not get to choose where they are sent, so we have anxiously been trying to guess where he'd go. (to learn more about what missionaries do and why, click here)
Anyway. Seoul, Korea! No one saw that coming.
He leaves today, to live at a training center, where he will stay for three months learning to speak and read Korean. Then he'll hop on a plane and head to the other side of the world. And use chopsticks.
I'm so excited for him, but gosh, the frakes household is going to miss him.
Aaron just gets me, you know? Our souls were made from the same stuff, except his must have been nicer quality because he's nicer than I am.
And I know a little boy in particular who is going to be devastated when he can't facetime his "air-bear" anymore. The two of them have had a special bond since Luke was a baby. Luke has always preferred his air-bear. He wants to be just like him. When we were headed to Luke's preschool open house, he grabbed his doctor kit. "I go doctor sick school like my air bear mama!" (my brother has been interning at the hospital; in the ER and OR). And when were were traveling out there, he told everyone on the plane who he was going to see, and invited them along. "Come on everybody! Wet's go see my air bear! Hurry!". A man behind us commented that Luke was acting like it was Disneyland. Which to Luke, it practically is.
When Luke was Elsie's age, he woke up sad from a nap, and only wanted the comfort of air bear (and a doughnut hole). While we were out there, Elsie likewise woke up sad and snuggled into Aaron. I snapped a picture both times, and realized they're practically identical.
yep. we're gonna miss this kid!
so. much. ice cream.
When Luke was just a bit older than Elsie, my dad had a business trip in Chicago. He took an extra day and drove down to spend some time with us. I can't remember where Luke and I were that morning, but we ran some errand, and after, as I was him in the car, he said, "I go i cweam my pop pop? okay, yeah!"
It was 10 am, and I have no idea where he came up with that thought, but he had a plan, and by golly, he wanted some i cweam with his pop pop. Of course my dad obliged, and Luke sat happily eating his ice cream, singing "I cweam with pop pop, i cweam with pop pop".
so now it's like a thing, to get ice cream with grandpop. Elsie loved it too. She could often be seen double fisting two cones she'd conned off grandma and an uncle or even her brother.
these kids were so spoiled.
guys, the utica zoo is literally the strangest zoo I've ever seen.It's gravely/dirt paths through the woods. It looks like you're taking a scenic hike and then boom. you see a fence, and inside the fence, a lion. Or a camel. Or something equally unwoodsy. It's just weird.
zoos are pretty much Luke's favorite thing right now. He just gets so excited looking at and learning about all the animals, and it's fun for my parents to see that. And it's fun for me to see my dad acting extra goofy, doing all the dumb jokes and tricks he'd do when we were little. I remember thinking he was just hysterical, and apparently, so does my son. No one makes him laugh as hard as his grandpop.
so there's this ginormous antique fair every year in upstate NY. My mom has gone for a few years and scored awesome stuff. I'd be lying if I said we didn't plan the dates of this trip around the fair. My brother was kind enough to watch my kids all day so we could party. I love doing this kind of stuff with my mom. It's just so fun looking around together. Of course, all the vendors thought we were sisters, which always makes me laugh.
I scored two beautiful vintage nightgowns for Elsie. The kind with pretty hand done lace and they're so old you can read through the fabric. But they were cheap enough and have no sentimental value so she can wear them without worry. I felt even better about buying them later, when we went to another vendor and this lady tried to tell us that these nightgowns were from the 1880's, and you could obviously tell they were brand new- the whitest of white and thick fabric.
I also found some of those little people, you know, the old small ones we all played with and miraculously didn't choke on? And I sent a picture to travis of this old buffalo head and told him I bought it and would be shipping it home. (there was so much taxidermy! An entire lion! every animal you could imagine!). I thought he would freak out, but he actually believed me and took it pretty well. He was actually sort of excited and when I finally told him I didn't buy it he tried to convince me to go back and get it. ha.
while we were at my parents', I took Luke into my mom's office. I need to get him in to see the dentist soon, but I also know that the chances of him letting a stranger peek inside his mouth is literally zero. So Grandma gave him a ride in her chair, let him see what she looked like wearing her specs and face mask, and introduced him to Mr. Thirsty and Mr. Tickles. He probably still won't let the dentist in his mouth, but it's a start!