Good things about my day:
-Rain, lots of it
-Applesauce
-Piano lessons to two great little girls
-Home all day
-Talked to my mom who hasn't been home for over 2 weeks -I miss our talks
-Jeremy was home today
-Ate fairly decent today because I was too busy to look for junk
Not so good things about my day:
-Broken garbage disposal. It's fried. I'm very sad. I love that thing.
-Leaking roof
-Filthy kitchen floor -thanks to the applesauce
Odd things about life:
-Pioneer Woman puts flour and rice crispies in her Monster Cookies
-Callie is picky about when she wants to nurse, stinker
-Recently my house seems to be much dustier than usual. I'm wondering if it's because of the dry weather we had all summer. Please tell me it is.
-The book that I started that was written in 1944 is still unfinished. The plane crashed, they went to the hospital, they are still there. The stewardess seems to be the hero.
-The book review I started on here 3 weeks ago is still being worked on and may find it's way here sometime.
-Someone stole 2 inches off the bottom of all of Nate's pants during the summer.
-I can tell you when each of my 3 children pooped. And who is due...Sorry.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
This is My 400th Post
I'm not sure how in the world I have 400 posts on here, but I do.
I used to talk to myself. I talked about supper plans and parenting and frustrations. Now I post facebook status updates in my head that never make it to facebook. I think I liked talking to myself better. I got a lot more feedback that way.
I used to talk to myself. I talked about supper plans and parenting and frustrations. Now I post facebook status updates in my head that never make it to facebook. I think I liked talking to myself better. I got a lot more feedback that way.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Tidbits
Tidbit: A choice morsel (according to Webster)
We just had cinnamon rolls and orange Julius's for supper. I made everyone eat cucumbers too so I wouldn't feel so guilty.
I had a yard sale this week with my grandma. I made about $70. I figure that works out to about $.13 per hour that I put into it, but getting junk out of the house was well worth it.
I was without a kitchen faucet for exactly 8 days last week. I ran out of patience for it after 2 days. The part finally came yesterday. I have never been so happy to see running water. It just seems impossible to really get anything clean without hot running water. I do have a dishwasher that got used ALOT. I guess I'm spoiled.
Callie had her 9 month check up this week. She weighs 17lb something. She's now in the 26th percentile for her weight and the 89th for her height. She is crawling everywhere and pulls herself up on things. She's starting to crawl faster when I go after her and tonight she almost laughed. :( She reminds us a lot of Isaiah at this age. She does a lot of talking that sounds like singing. This is new for us. I guess it's a girl thing. As I type she's headed for the steps for the 157th time tonight.
Isaiah told Jeremy tonight that it would be ok if Jeremy said he liked Callie more than him. While he was saying it he was almost crying. Where did that come from?? Nearly broke my heart. It was a good time to reaffirm our love for all three children.
I was looking at old pictures the other night. My heart hurt.
I am reading a book I stole from my grandma how was trying to sell it at our yard sale. It was published in 1944. It's called "Listen, Bells Ring". The word "gay" meant something different back then.
We just had cinnamon rolls and orange Julius's for supper. I made everyone eat cucumbers too so I wouldn't feel so guilty.
I had a yard sale this week with my grandma. I made about $70. I figure that works out to about $.13 per hour that I put into it, but getting junk out of the house was well worth it.
I was without a kitchen faucet for exactly 8 days last week. I ran out of patience for it after 2 days. The part finally came yesterday. I have never been so happy to see running water. It just seems impossible to really get anything clean without hot running water. I do have a dishwasher that got used ALOT. I guess I'm spoiled.
Callie had her 9 month check up this week. She weighs 17lb something. She's now in the 26th percentile for her weight and the 89th for her height. She is crawling everywhere and pulls herself up on things. She's starting to crawl faster when I go after her and tonight she almost laughed. :( She reminds us a lot of Isaiah at this age. She does a lot of talking that sounds like singing. This is new for us. I guess it's a girl thing. As I type she's headed for the steps for the 157th time tonight.
Isaiah told Jeremy tonight that it would be ok if Jeremy said he liked Callie more than him. While he was saying it he was almost crying. Where did that come from?? Nearly broke my heart. It was a good time to reaffirm our love for all three children.
I was looking at old pictures the other night. My heart hurt.
I am reading a book I stole from my grandma how was trying to sell it at our yard sale. It was published in 1944. It's called "Listen, Bells Ring". The word "gay" meant something different back then.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Shopping with Kids
I'd like to know how many mothers shop with their children. There are about 50 people out there today that I wish I didn't. I like to leave at least 2 of them with Jeremy, but that usually means I have to go in the evening and this week we already have 3 evenings filled up so I took them with me this morning. They did great and I have wonderfully behaved children.
Right! OK so they aren't the children on the floor kicking and screaming and crying, but almost. Our first stop was Aldie's. Callie always gets to sit in the actual child's seat. The boys still both like to at least start in the big part of the cart. Isaiah is too big for it, but I always wrongly think it will be better to have them both in one place than chasing them outside of the cart.
Wrong. They hardly both fit so there is often fighting over who should put what where. Today they weren't fighting. They were playing together. They were "shooting" salad dressing and hot dogs all over the store. (nothing came out of the package, just pretend) I was grateful that they weren't crying, but loud, oh my. (I'm not giving all the details...) Then one of them saw my grandma. "Great-Grandma!" I'm sure half the store heard them. It was nice to see a familiar, understanding face. We finally made it to the check out. I love Aldies, but I do not like how they load your groceries into another cart. It works fine if you're by yourself, but with kids is crazy. I accidentally squished Isaiah between the cart and the counter. We almost had a melt down. Then I had to transport kids and purse to the new cart only to see that the cashier put stuff in the child's seat so there was no place for Callie. Thankfully my grandma was right in front of me and was able to hold Callie while I paid and got kids out of the cart.
In the van I almost decided to just go home and give up going to Wal-Mart, but I really didn't want to have to run out again. I had a talk with the boys and told them how disappointed I was in their behaviour at Aldies and I expected better at Wal-Mart. I told Isaiah he was going to walk instead of being in the cart. He told me he didn't have enough energy. I told him if he had energy to act like he just did he had energy to walk. Oh.
The talk didn't do a lot, but we did make it to the check-out. I'll spare the details, but it wasn't pretty. I was embarrassed and not happy at all. So what am I supposed to do? I had my options:
1. Tell them they are going to get it when we get home. However, that means I have to deal with it when we get home. Plus that's what all those "awful" mothers scream at their children in Wal-Mart.
2. Tell them they will be talking to Daddy when he gets home. This always get their attention and really makes life easy for me. Oh the fear of Daddy! However, I do not like to do that to Jeremy. He's always fine with it, but it's just not the way I like to welcome him home from work. Plus, the boy's always look forward to him coming home.
3. This option came to me and I liked it so I did it. I loaded everyone into the van and drove to Wendy's. The boys figured out where we were and started asking for nuggets. Eating out is a big treat that doesn't happen often. I almost stopped my plan because my mother's heart was starting to melt, but it didn't melt enough. I simply explained to the boys that the behaviour I had just dealt with while shopping didn't deserve any nuggets. I then ordered myself a pack of nuggets. It was a silent drive home. The nuggets were bittersweet.
When we got home I unbuckled car seats and started to take Callie inside. I turned around to see Isaiah and Nathan both coming out of the van with grocery bags. I was amazed because I don't usually have them help me and because I hadn't asked them to help this time. Plus, I hadn't bought them nuggets. The helped unload all the groceries.
I was so pleased and told them so. Isaiah said something along the line that this was a lot better than how he acted at the grocery store. For one brief moment I thought I had arrived as the perfect mother. This one simply lesson was going to make them perfect obedient children and responsible adults. I sure was something! Than I told them to pick up their Duplos before lunch and my big bubble popped. Oh well. It was fun for 30 seconds.
Right! OK so they aren't the children on the floor kicking and screaming and crying, but almost. Our first stop was Aldie's. Callie always gets to sit in the actual child's seat. The boys still both like to at least start in the big part of the cart. Isaiah is too big for it, but I always wrongly think it will be better to have them both in one place than chasing them outside of the cart.
Wrong. They hardly both fit so there is often fighting over who should put what where. Today they weren't fighting. They were playing together. They were "shooting" salad dressing and hot dogs all over the store. (nothing came out of the package, just pretend) I was grateful that they weren't crying, but loud, oh my. (I'm not giving all the details...) Then one of them saw my grandma. "Great-Grandma!" I'm sure half the store heard them. It was nice to see a familiar, understanding face. We finally made it to the check out. I love Aldies, but I do not like how they load your groceries into another cart. It works fine if you're by yourself, but with kids is crazy. I accidentally squished Isaiah between the cart and the counter. We almost had a melt down. Then I had to transport kids and purse to the new cart only to see that the cashier put stuff in the child's seat so there was no place for Callie. Thankfully my grandma was right in front of me and was able to hold Callie while I paid and got kids out of the cart.
In the van I almost decided to just go home and give up going to Wal-Mart, but I really didn't want to have to run out again. I had a talk with the boys and told them how disappointed I was in their behaviour at Aldies and I expected better at Wal-Mart. I told Isaiah he was going to walk instead of being in the cart. He told me he didn't have enough energy. I told him if he had energy to act like he just did he had energy to walk. Oh.
The talk didn't do a lot, but we did make it to the check-out. I'll spare the details, but it wasn't pretty. I was embarrassed and not happy at all. So what am I supposed to do? I had my options:
1. Tell them they are going to get it when we get home. However, that means I have to deal with it when we get home. Plus that's what all those "awful" mothers scream at their children in Wal-Mart.
2. Tell them they will be talking to Daddy when he gets home. This always get their attention and really makes life easy for me. Oh the fear of Daddy! However, I do not like to do that to Jeremy. He's always fine with it, but it's just not the way I like to welcome him home from work. Plus, the boy's always look forward to him coming home.
3. This option came to me and I liked it so I did it. I loaded everyone into the van and drove to Wendy's. The boys figured out where we were and started asking for nuggets. Eating out is a big treat that doesn't happen often. I almost stopped my plan because my mother's heart was starting to melt, but it didn't melt enough. I simply explained to the boys that the behaviour I had just dealt with while shopping didn't deserve any nuggets. I then ordered myself a pack of nuggets. It was a silent drive home. The nuggets were bittersweet.
When we got home I unbuckled car seats and started to take Callie inside. I turned around to see Isaiah and Nathan both coming out of the van with grocery bags. I was amazed because I don't usually have them help me and because I hadn't asked them to help this time. Plus, I hadn't bought them nuggets. The helped unload all the groceries.
I was so pleased and told them so. Isaiah said something along the line that this was a lot better than how he acted at the grocery store. For one brief moment I thought I had arrived as the perfect mother. This one simply lesson was going to make them perfect obedient children and responsible adults. I sure was something! Than I told them to pick up their Duplos before lunch and my big bubble popped. Oh well. It was fun for 30 seconds.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Thunder Bay
I just posted a bunch of picture from our trip to my facebook account. Try clicking here to see them. If it doesn't work let me know. I'm not sure if you can see them if you're not on fb??
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Friends
I remember the first time a friend of mine started a blog and emailed me the link. I thought it was a bit weird. Then I couldn't stop reading it. That was probably 5 years ago. My world has shrunk several sizes since then.
Through blogging and facebook I have reconnected with friends that I grew up with or met at Rosedale. People that at one point in time I thought I'd always stay in touch with because we connected so well. Then we'd move apart and except for the odd letter or phone call did not stay in touch.
There are a lot of bad things about the internet, but connecting with old friends is not one of them. Faces I haven't seen in years now feel like next door neighbors because I just saw on facebook that it's raining at their house or they are really in the mood to bake bread. I've watched them fall in love, get married, change jobs, take trips, have children, potty train those children, move to other countries, plant gardens, try new recipes, seek God. I feel very connected with them.
This week one of those friends suffered the lose of a beautiful baby girl. Suddenly typing messages like "I'm sorry" or "I'm praying for you" and seeing the words on a cold computer screen doesn't express what I'm trying to say. I guess there are some words only eyes and hands and arms can speak. I am thankful for prayer. Even though at times like this I don't understand my God or His ways I have to trust that He will be faithful.
Through blogging and facebook I have reconnected with friends that I grew up with or met at Rosedale. People that at one point in time I thought I'd always stay in touch with because we connected so well. Then we'd move apart and except for the odd letter or phone call did not stay in touch.
There are a lot of bad things about the internet, but connecting with old friends is not one of them. Faces I haven't seen in years now feel like next door neighbors because I just saw on facebook that it's raining at their house or they are really in the mood to bake bread. I've watched them fall in love, get married, change jobs, take trips, have children, potty train those children, move to other countries, plant gardens, try new recipes, seek God. I feel very connected with them.
This week one of those friends suffered the lose of a beautiful baby girl. Suddenly typing messages like "I'm sorry" or "I'm praying for you" and seeing the words on a cold computer screen doesn't express what I'm trying to say. I guess there are some words only eyes and hands and arms can speak. I am thankful for prayer. Even though at times like this I don't understand my God or His ways I have to trust that He will be faithful.
Wednesday, September 01, 2010
True Woman
Several months ago I received this book. The understanding was that I would read it and blog about it before September. I'm feeling very guilty that it is now September 9th and I still haven't blogged about it. :( Please do not expect to read a professional book review. This will simply be my thought on this book. Here goes.
The very title of the book "Voices of the True Woman Movement; A Call to the Counter-Revolution" grabbed my attention. How do I as a woman be a Christ follower in the culture that I live in? The fact that the book comes with Nancy Leigh DeMoss's name on it was the main reason I wanted to read it.
I've never met Nancy, but she has definitely been a mentor to me through her books and radio programs. I appreciate her Biblical based teaching. She backs up what she says with Scripture.
In October 2008, Revive Our Hearts hosted the first True Woman Conference in Chicago. This book is a collection of the messages from that conference. Contributors include DeMoss, John Piper, Mary Kassian, Joni Eareckson Tada and Janet Parshall.
I realize that the very title of this book will make some cringe and may have stopped reading already. I was drawn to it.
I plan to (hope to) blog more about this book in the days to come. If you are interested in reading the book let me know.
I plan to (hope to) blog more about this book in the days to come. If you are interested in reading the book let me know.
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