Yogurt and Beanstalks


Graham officially had his first breakfast yesterday and, not to my surprise, he ate an entire container of baby yogurt (if you don’t count what don’t count what ended up in the bib.  He loved every bite!!

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Elijah seems to be coming out of his obsession with changing names and into an obsession with Jack and the "Beanstonk".  We have a DVR episode of Mickey Mouse  Clubhouse with a beanstalk story and one from Jack’s Big Music Show that we found on Noggin on Demand (as if a 24 hour channel was not enough, you can select the shows you want on demand too).  We also have Mickey and the Beanstalk the book (came free in a box of diapers, what providence) and a plain old version of Jack and the Beanstalk in a fairy tale compilation.  My goal is to go to the library soon so I don’t have to read one of those books one more time (I think I read Mickey 3 times yesterday and it is not a short book!).  Every time Elijah goes up our beanstalk (the stairs) he says "Big, little, little."  Thats what Mickey says on the cartoon.  We also pretend to be giants.  Oh such fun at the Furtick house.

Deb’s Peanut Butter-Butterfinger Red Velvet Cake

My mom makes the most fantastic cake.  It is Steven’s favorite so I decided to tackle it for his birthday.  I am not really into making things from scratch so this cake is right up my alley.  Elijah helped me make the icing.  Christmas_and_january_143 Christmas_and_january_142 Christmas_and_january_139_2 Christmas_and_january_140_2 .






Here’s the Recipe…

Cake Batter

1 box red velvet cake mix

1 box chocolate pudding

1 ¾ c buttermilk

½ cup peanut butter

½ c vegetable oil

3 eggs

-Mix together and pour into three or four round cake pans. Cook for about 20 minutes at 350 degrees (less if 4 pans). Batter will be thick.


Two bars of softened cream cheese

1-2 tsp vanilla

2lbs confectionery sugar

-Add sugar gradually while mixing.

The Cake

Crush up two Butterfinger bars.  Ice and sprinkle candy on each layer, cover the whole cake in icing, top with candy again.  Enjoy!

Nap Time

Its 2:48.  Both of my kids are supposed to be napping and neither of them are.  Elijah is doing his usual kicking the bed, singing and yelling.  Graham has started this new little squeal.  He sounds kinda like a baby pig.  Neither are crying so both are staying. 

We had a great weekend which lead into a good Monday.  Yesterday we had record attendance at Elevation, and as always, a powerful message.

Today I took Elijah to preschool (late) and Graham and I ran errands.  One of which was to drop my watch off for repairs.  You might be relieved to know that I bought a cheap watch to wear in the mean time.  Maybe it will help me.

Here are a few pictures taken Sunday morning before church.Christmas_and_january_149_5 Christmas_and_january_147_3


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Graham idolizes his brother.  He watches his every move.  Elijah is a great big brother, a little rough at times, but well-meaning.  The other day I snapped this picture of them watching a cartoon together.  Graham will lay there for a surprisingly long time as long as Elijah is next to him.  The minute Elijah leaves, Graham starts crying.  Elijah insisted they each have their own blanket and pillow.

Happy Birthday Steven

Today is my husband’s 28th birthday.  We have known each other for almost 10 years now and I must say it has been a wild ride.  If it weren’t for my husband, I would have never sang on a microphone, appreciated black gospel music, 80s rock, and drum solos.  I would have never tasted boiled peanuts or eaten at Wild Wing Cafe in downtown Charleston. 

My husband challenges me daily.  His passion for God and his God-given vision for our church drive him with a perseverance that is rare.  He is as genuine as a man can come.  Yes, we have disagreements, but he always apologizes when he is wrong.  I truly believe the reason the Lord uses him so greatly is because he has a perfect combination of confidence and humility in his walk with God and his relationships with others.  He’s a great dad who finds the right balance of discipline and fun.  I hope our boys turn out to be just like him.

Baby, I feel privileged to walk through life with you.  I can’t wait to take each step with you.  Thanks for pursuing me, loving me and challenging me.

Pictures below are of our pancake birthday celebration this morning!  Here is the birthday song that Elijah and I sang to him today.  The words are to the tune of My Generation by the Who in honor of our current series at church.  Elijah sang "Talking bout my Pastor Furtick"

Steven Furtick is my dad (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)

He is cool, he’s really rad (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)

Every Sunday he does preach (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)

Lots of people he will he reach (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)


This is my daddy

Oh yeah my daddy, baby


Fridays are our favorite day (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)

Won’t go work, we will just play (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)

Sometimes we will take a bath (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)

In the tub we’ll make a splash (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)


This is my daddy

Oh yeah my daddy, baby


Happy birthday to you dad (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)

Twenty-eight is not so bad (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)

We made you a red velvet cake (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)

You’re the best dad God ever did make (Talking bout my Pastor Furtick)


This is my daddy

Oh Yeah my daddy, baby


New Face

My husband has been in Atlanta today speaking at a conference.  These kinds of days are weird.  My house is a mess and I seem to piddle around more than usual (yes, I used the word piddle, Kelly, is that one they use in the Pacific Northwest?)  Tonight, after both kids were in bed, I sat down at the computer.  I have been here for a long time and I have not done the dinner dishes yet.

I decided to give my blog a face lift.  Be sure and notice that I added categories.  I have not been able to categorize every post yet but I did go through and do all the recipes I have posted (at least the ones with "recipe in the title:))

I am getting up now.


Today I took Graham to the Dr. for his 4 month check up.  It was no surprise for me to hear his stats…

14.5 lbs- 50 percentile, 26 in- 88 percentile!  No wonder why all his pants look like high-waters.   Elijah didn’t weigh that much until he was 9 months old.  Graham is a great baby (my Grandma says after Elijah, I deserved a good baby).  He’s generally content.  He loves to watch his daddy and his brother.  He is a great eater and a great sleeper.  Although he is not the most consistent napper, he sleeps the night like a champ.  Last night he went to bed at 6pm, woke up to eat at 7pm, and went back to sleep until about 6:45am.  Now thats nothing to complain about!

My mom said she had no pictures of Graham so I snapped a few on Saturday…

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Always late

I am chronically late.  I know it is terrible.  I am really working on it but to no avail.  Part of the problem is that I have no concept of time.  I literally cannot tell if 5 minutes or 25 minutes has passed.

I really don’t want to be the mom who’s kid is always last to be picked up but I can see myself heading there real fast.  I always have an excuse but that makes it even worse.

As if this wasn’t bad enough, my watch broke.  Then it disappeared.  This watch is kinda special to me because my husband gave it to me for Christmas several years ago.  I have been really bummed about this.  I know I left it on the bathroom counter.  Of course Elijah has no idea where it it.  I have kept my eye out for this watch for 2 weeks now.  I even prayed that the Lord would help me find it.

He did.  Yesterday I found it in the toothbrush cup.  I wonder how it got there?

Next week I will take it to be fixed and I will be back on the road to knowing what time it is and how late I am.

What are the rules?

It is no secret that Elijah is so much like his daddy it is scary.  For instance, did you know that Steven listens to the same song (ONE song) over and over in his room backstage every Sunday between services?  Elijah latches on to certain things too, maybe a particular episode on TV, or a song. 

Last Sunday I took Elijah to sing in with the big kids for a minute in Motion at church.  They sang the song "God You Make Me Smile" from Hillsong Kids album Super Strong God.  We have this dvd so I put it on in the car.  We have been listening that ONE song ever since.  Don’t you wish you could ride with us!

Steven is also a real stickler for rules.  If you tell him that you shouldn’t wear a brown belt with black shoes, rest assured he will never do it.  And forget about ever changing the rules in the middle of any game, it could be Go-fish, we have to keep the rules. 

I have been trying to push Elijah in the potty training direction.  So I told him the rule was we have to pee-pee before we get in the bath tub.  We have been doing this for a few days now.  Tonight, as we walked into the bathroom he announced "What is da wule?"  When I asked him what, he replied, "You haf to pee-pee before you get in da baff tub."  Which he did without a fuss.

Then as I was leaving for a second to get Graham dressed he said again, "What is da wule?"

"What?" I asked, really not knowing where he was going with this.  He replied, "You haff to keep da wader in da baff tub."  I will let you use your imagination as to why we had to make up that rule.


Images I am having so much fun with Elijah these days.  He is so full of imagination and energy.  It is so great to watch him develop and finally be able to do things with me.

Last week we made play-dough for the first time.  We had so much fun with that.  I will have to post the recipe.

Today we put together Valentines for the kids in his class at preschool and the kids in our Bible study.  He was so cute telling me which Nemo "Bawhentime" and piece of candy to assign to each friend (Ella got our beloved Bruce the shark).  For the first few Valentines we did, after I would write the child’s name on the card, Elijah would "write a letter to them".  He insisted on using the most invisible color crayon, yellow, to "write".  As he scribbled on the card he would say something like this

"Deuh Awyssa.  I hope you have a gwate day."

Then he would hand me the card and we would seal it up.  Graham by the way did not like laying on the floor next to me while we did this.  He wanted to sit up in my lap and feel a part. 

Tomorrow we are making a special card for Daddy, shhh, don’t tell him.