Tuesday, February 17, 2009

boys will be boys

I’d just love to blog about Hannah today, but I’ll have to ask her permission first. I’ll just say this, we’ve had our first teenage faux pas. Oh the joys, no seriously, it was really funny, stupid, but funny.

But, however, Joseph is only five, so I’ll spill the beans on him. I got a phone call from his teacher this morning. Apparently Joseph had punched a little girl in the stomach at recess. Yep, you heard me. So, what is a Mom to do??? Call Dad of course!! Dad couldn’t go to the school, so Mom had to. When I called Joseph out of the classroom, it took all I could do not to scoop him up, laughing. If you could have seen him, so pitiful, it reminded me of a character off the Little Rascals (that's a pic of Porky from the Little Rascals). His clothes were a little sideways, hands in his pockets, shoulders slumped, a nervous grinned sprawled across his freckled face – one that turn into a frown once he saw at he wasn’t going to be able to charm his way out of this one. I understood then why Joshua got away with so much when he was little. It’s hard to look at those freckles and big brown eyes and be upset! But, I picked him up and put him on the bench outside of the principal’s office – ya know, trying to use a little scare tactic. Apparently, the little girl took his ball and he reacted, and I think, much to his own surprise, he knew he’d messed up as soon as he made contact. But, when it’s all said and done, we simply, absolutely, do not hit, kick or punch girls, and for the most part, boys either. Period. So, I told him that he had 3 apologies to make – two teachers and the little girl, and that unfortunately he’d have consequences when he got home. I know that “consequences” is a big word for a 5 year old, but the sooner he learns that consequences, good or bad, come with every decision, the better. He understood because when I asked what he thought was going to happen, he said “spanking?” and I said, “yep.” And, of course, he has a whole day to shake in his boots until Daddy gets home tonight – too bad he did at morning recess and not afternoon recess. I do feel a little sorry for him. I think Joshua has only spanked him twice in his lifetime, but both were warranted and something he won’t forget. So, when Daddy has to get involved, you know you messed up big time. But, and I quote, “I’m not going to have a son that beats women because I didn’t nip it in the bud in the beginning.” Sound melodramatic, but Joshua does have a point – kinda like weeding – get it out of there before it takes root. So, needless to say, it's been an interesting morning. Oh, did I mention that I soon as I got finish conversing with Joseph that I played the good samaritan role - helping a very sick little girl to the bathroom, that was just lovely....

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Melodys and Memories

today I have been creating a playlist of random songs. I've listened to so many that Joshua and I grew up on - flooded by so many memories, great ones, good ones, weird ones, silly ones, some not so good, but we made it ones ;). I'm glad that we got to "grow up" together and the through the ups and downs, we've still got it! It's been a good day. *sigh* can't wait to wrap my arms around him in just a moment...

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Wow, it's been too long

I want to remember this....we were moving the last of our stuff from the house in hopeful Saturday. Lauren said that her memories of the house and our time there were in black and white, but when we moved to town, everything turned into beautiful, bright colors. I think there is alot to be said in that simple statement...

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Everywhere the Great Enters the Little….CS Lewis

I remember very distinctly, when I was young (…and stupid), praying for wisdom like Mama Sue. This is where I find God to be quite humorous…guess how you get wisdom??? Yep, the same way you get courage, strength and patience. *sigh*

Perhaps this prayer is why I go very much OCD when I read or hear something that strikes a chord in me about the nature of God. I must read or listen to it over and over and over again. Perhaps I’m trying to convince myself that it’s real or maybe I have to let it sink into every atom of my being, so that I know, that I know, that I KNOW. I very much wish I could be one of those people that can read it, accept it, remember it and move on to the next thing - this I think is true wisdom. Wisdom or philosophical nonsense…something drives me on.

So, the Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. Yep, I’ve read this over and over and over. I recall the analogy in The Shack about the blue bird and its limitations. That it was created to fly, but you clip his wings and he must live within the limitations of the purpose for which he was created. Or perhaps when you humor a child in conversation…you get on their level.

Today I read an excerpt from CS Lewis’ book Miracles…

"Everywhere the Great Enters the Little. We cannot conceive how the Divine Spirit dwelled within the created and human spirit of Jesus: but neither can we conceive how His human spirit, or that of any man, dwells within his natural organism. What we can understand, if the Christian doctrine is true, is that our own composite existence is not the sheer anomaly it might seem to be, but a faint image of the Divine Incarnation itself – the same theme in a very minor key. We can understand that if God so descends into Nature, and our thoughts into our senses and passions, and if adult minds (but only the best of them) can
descend into sympathy with children, and men into sympathy with beasts, then everything hangs together and the total reality, both Natural and Supernatural, in which we are living is more multifariously and subtly harmonious than we had suspected.


“…the power of the greater to include the less…Montaigne became kittenish with his kitten, but she never talked philosophy to him. Everywhere the great enters the little – its power to do to so is almost the test of its greatness.”