This weekend Lauren asked Joshua a very serious question. One that I'm sure she has pondered for quite some time. And I'm certain that when she asked him that her posture posed the question and her was head was slightly down and titled to the side, yet her gaze was straight ahead. "Daddy, is there 24 hours in a day or is there 24 hours in seven minutes...?" "There is 24 hours in a day," replied Daddy. "Well, why do they say 24/7...?" I love it.
In the truck Sunday afternoon, we were making declarations of Truth. I would say a declaration and the children would repeat it after me. Soon they were really getting into and getting much, much louder. The toward the end I shouted, “I am a child of God!!!” and the children shouted it back, yet Joseph decided to add a twist… he shouted “I am a child of God, BOOYAH!!!” It was hilarious, and I know God was laughing too!!
Monday, February 25, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
My sweetie...
Why is it all the funny stuff my children do they do when I’m not near a computer or can’t find a pen anywhere in site to write it down. There were so many things I wanted to write about, but have forgotten most of them. I will tell you this. Jo has come around, finally. He has such a sweet heart. Sunday night I suffered a minor injury, however, I don’t do so hot with bodily fluids, so needless to say, it made me sick. Joseph and I were the only ones home. So, naturally, that meant wrestling match and the infamous pillow fight. Well, I knew it was time to file my nails, but oh my, this little task should not have taken the back burner. In my victory dance of the joyous pillow fight, my sneaky little darling hurled a pillow at me and I caught it with my thumb nail. OUCH, OH THE PAIN!!! Then he turned from sneaky to super sweetheart. He never left my side. He got me a wet rag and a cup of water. Called daddy on the phone to tell him that mama was hurt and to come home. He said, “Mama, when you get sick, I’m here to take care of ya. Can I get anything for ya?” Sooo, so sweet. I hope I’ll never forget that moment. It was almost worth the pain…almost.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Ramblings
TGIF!!!
Just when I sound like I know all the answers to the issues of others, God ever so gently reminds me not to get too cozy in my assumptions. That His ways are sooo much better than mine.
I do tend to think that I allow my children to handle their issues on their own for the most part. I don't want puppets on a string or robots, but relationships with vibrant personalities. I want to rear children to be able to cope when life throws them a curve ball, giving them the knowledge of where to turn for answers, yet wanting them to think for themselves, knowing where and how to find healing and restoration, yet giving them a choice. But, at the same time, I love them dearly, so I make suggestions, give my honest opinion on how I think best to handle a situation when asked, and perhaps even scheme scenarios and situations to see how they will react so that they will learn from them or maybe to teach them patience, strength and endurance. I can help but think this a close comparison to the way my Father loves me and wants me to grow into relationship that's vibrant with personality too.
It’s about that time again. I think it has been this way with all of my children, ya know, that discipline era that happens every six months and last for about a week, the one where it seems like you have to spank 3 or 4 times a day, every day, for up to a week. Yep, it's Joseph's turn. I really to hate this part of being a parent. I remember calling mama during one of Hannah's eras, crying that I felt like a bad parent because I was having to stay on her so much. Well, so much for that. With Lauren and Joseph...it's like...bring it on and let’s get it over with!! To those of you with just one little darling, you just aren't doing yourself justice. With just one, your heart gets broken so easily, but when the second, third, etc. come along, you really do realize that that little darling, with those sweet little eyes can and turned up lip, can play you up and down like a fiddle and you learn not to take it so personal. I should know, I was basically an only child and boy could I play my parents...sorry mom and dad. OK, i've rambled enough.
Just when I sound like I know all the answers to the issues of others, God ever so gently reminds me not to get too cozy in my assumptions. That His ways are sooo much better than mine.
I do tend to think that I allow my children to handle their issues on their own for the most part. I don't want puppets on a string or robots, but relationships with vibrant personalities. I want to rear children to be able to cope when life throws them a curve ball, giving them the knowledge of where to turn for answers, yet wanting them to think for themselves, knowing where and how to find healing and restoration, yet giving them a choice. But, at the same time, I love them dearly, so I make suggestions, give my honest opinion on how I think best to handle a situation when asked, and perhaps even scheme scenarios and situations to see how they will react so that they will learn from them or maybe to teach them patience, strength and endurance. I can help but think this a close comparison to the way my Father loves me and wants me to grow into relationship that's vibrant with personality too.
It’s about that time again. I think it has been this way with all of my children, ya know, that discipline era that happens every six months and last for about a week, the one where it seems like you have to spank 3 or 4 times a day, every day, for up to a week. Yep, it's Joseph's turn. I really to hate this part of being a parent. I remember calling mama during one of Hannah's eras, crying that I felt like a bad parent because I was having to stay on her so much. Well, so much for that. With Lauren and Joseph...it's like...bring it on and let’s get it over with!! To those of you with just one little darling, you just aren't doing yourself justice. With just one, your heart gets broken so easily, but when the second, third, etc. come along, you really do realize that that little darling, with those sweet little eyes can and turned up lip, can play you up and down like a fiddle and you learn not to take it so personal. I should know, I was basically an only child and boy could I play my parents...sorry mom and dad. OK, i've rambled enough.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
I've got friends in high places...
Sleep is a privilege these days. Even though I yearn to get a full 8 hours sleep (yes Kate and Hannah your day is coming...), I've been able to spend my waking hours with a dear friend of mine, my Abba Father. He is such a great listener and is my comforter. And He doesn’t care that I have bed head, that my husband is snoring and sleeps with a hair dryer, that Joseph interrupts wanting to get in our bed even though he’s almost 5, that the dog is barking at the stray cat, etc. (wow, I have a lot going on through the night…) He just listens because He loves and He loves because He is love. Yep, we've got it pretty good...don't need whiskey to drown or beer to chase our blues away, we've got the real stuff.
Monday, February 11, 2008
The smell of feet, school joys & pancakes
When your 8 yr old (the one who is the pretty princess but insists that she doesn't need a bath everyday, just perhaps once a week) tells you that your car smells like feet...my oh my, it's time for intervention!! Yuck!!! This was on Thursday and the intervention has yet to take place...pull out the nose plugs for now is all I can say...maybe i'll let my colors fly in victory this evening, but I highly doubt it. Homework, housework, etc will probably win. Let's see, note to self, schedule time to clean up my car... March 22nd. Oh dear.
Joseph suffers from asthma (the car probably doesn't help this!) and was out of school Mon-Thurs. Joshua had back surgery early Friday morning, so Pat-Pat came over that morning to prepare them for school. Being the honorable daughter-in-law that I am, began to warn her of the Joseph's evil twin that shows up at 6:30 am Mon-Fri and lasts until 7:30 am. Confident that I had prepared for the worst and armed her with a honeybun, we went on our way. She calls. Knowing that I'm about to apologize that I put her through the trenches, she begins to tell me that Joseph was just delightful. Excuse me!!! What!! Yep, he sat up and squealed..."I get to go to school today and see Turner and play with Blake on the playground, and when Blake does 'eeny meeny minee mo', she always picks me." Grandparents...need I say more.
Sunday morning was absolutely divine. Instead of going to church, we all got up as a family (with one extra - Blakey) and cooked pancakes, eggs, cheese toast, bacon.. the works, listened to praise and worship songs, and just talked and loved on each other...so precious.
Joseph suffers from asthma (the car probably doesn't help this!) and was out of school Mon-Thurs. Joshua had back surgery early Friday morning, so Pat-Pat came over that morning to prepare them for school. Being the honorable daughter-in-law that I am, began to warn her of the Joseph's evil twin that shows up at 6:30 am Mon-Fri and lasts until 7:30 am. Confident that I had prepared for the worst and armed her with a honeybun, we went on our way. She calls. Knowing that I'm about to apologize that I put her through the trenches, she begins to tell me that Joseph was just delightful. Excuse me!!! What!! Yep, he sat up and squealed..."I get to go to school today and see Turner and play with Blake on the playground, and when Blake does 'eeny meeny minee mo', she always picks me." Grandparents...need I say more.
Sunday morning was absolutely divine. Instead of going to church, we all got up as a family (with one extra - Blakey) and cooked pancakes, eggs, cheese toast, bacon.. the works, listened to praise and worship songs, and just talked and loved on each other...so precious.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Palm Trees
The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree. Proverbs 92:12-15. This is more relevant for my life than ever before....I am AMAZED. In the midst of many storms on all side of my life, my husband, children and I are standing strong and are seeking out the rays of sunshine when the storm breaks for just a moment. I know that darkness comes before the dawn...there was evening and there was morning...Genesis. I'm ready for the dawn, I know it's going to be beautiful.
My Hannah, 10, is such a delight. She is constantly laughing and has such a sense of humor. Her nickname is Grace - she's the most ungraceful person I've ever seen...and I love it! It is so opposite of me. And when she falls down, she gets back up laughing. Once we survive the "teen years" i'm looking forward to becoming one of her great friends. This morning she was walking up the steps, tripped and did a total wipe out! It was sooo funny. Between the giggles, she says..."i'm ok, i'm ok...that wasn't pleasant, but i'm ok." I think she actually may end up being taller than me, which isn't saying much, but still. When Joshua or my mom helps out with the laundry, they can't tell my clothes from hers. She's wearing my earrings and is dying to wear my shoes...how does she know which ones are my favorite?? That's my jacket she has on below!!
My Hannah, 10, is such a delight. She is constantly laughing and has such a sense of humor. Her nickname is Grace - she's the most ungraceful person I've ever seen...and I love it! It is so opposite of me. And when she falls down, she gets back up laughing. Once we survive the "teen years" i'm looking forward to becoming one of her great friends. This morning she was walking up the steps, tripped and did a total wipe out! It was sooo funny. Between the giggles, she says..."i'm ok, i'm ok...that wasn't pleasant, but i'm ok." I think she actually may end up being taller than me, which isn't saying much, but still. When Joshua or my mom helps out with the laundry, they can't tell my clothes from hers. She's wearing my earrings and is dying to wear my shoes...how does she know which ones are my favorite?? That's my jacket she has on below!!
Friday, February 1, 2008
My babies...are growing up.
I've had this blog for quite some time and never got around to it posting to it. Well, let's just say, i've been inspired... thanks kate and hannah!!!
Well I don't have little ones around, but my big ones are just as funny! Laughter is heard quite a bit in our house...sometimes to keep from crying, other times because we tend to get the silly's.
We were riding in the car with Donna and Jimmy a couple of weeks ago and got to talking about who could whistle. Joseph listening intently said the he used to be able to whistle (which is true - i guess it was just a fluke!). When Jimmy asked him what happened, he replied nonchalantly..."I lost it....I have to get a new one." Just like that. I wish all things could be that easy!!
Well I don't have little ones around, but my big ones are just as funny! Laughter is heard quite a bit in our house...sometimes to keep from crying, other times because we tend to get the silly's.
We were riding in the car with Donna and Jimmy a couple of weeks ago and got to talking about who could whistle. Joseph listening intently said the he used to be able to whistle (which is true - i guess it was just a fluke!). When Jimmy asked him what happened, he replied nonchalantly..."I lost it....I have to get a new one." Just like that. I wish all things could be that easy!!
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