Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Well this morning I was once again reminded of His provision. A's growing, and needed his 12 month clothes from the attic. Check out all of his "new" clothes! (Any clothes coming down from the attic are called "new" by the girls.) There's a good chance he won't get around to wearing some of this because he's got so much. How many pairs of shorts does a 7 month old need?! I even set some aside, in the good chance that we may have another boy before God's done birthing life through me.
M: "Oh C. That is such a pretty shirt. I wish I had a shirt like that."
C: "It's okay M. You will have a shirt like this one day. When I get too big for it, you'll get to wear it!"
M: "Oh Oh Oh! That's terrific!" while jumping up and down squeling.
J: "I so essited!" with hands covering her mouth. (She's so excited about everything these days.)
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
So we're working this morning. We got out our counters, and worked our tails off. (I knew those pocker chips from college days would come in handy!) After they mastered getting to twenty, and even well beyond, I let them play with the chips. I was so impressed with C's tower! I don't think I have the patience and determination to make one that tall. Way to go girls! One more success in life to add to your resumes. I'm so blessed to have such beautiful, hard workers.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Andy was making faces and noises, and it was cracking A up. I couldn't resist catching it on film. I decided to make a little video to send to my big brother, Jim, who's expecting his first son in early June. Here's the video.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
So we have two cameras. One for pictures, one for videos. Funny thing is both cameras do both functions. The video camera takes horrible stills, but I've never tried the other for videos. So I wanted to try it out this morning and needed a model to shoot. J has been singing songs all morning, so I thought I would ask her to sing for the camera. She chose to sing "Here I am to Worship." She's such a doll. It's adorable. But now I know the digital camera takes horrible videos! She was too cute to not share though. Enjoy! Make sure you listen long enough to hear her sing the high note "wonderful to me."
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
The WINDOW! I opened the window, which brought them running to see me. I was able to continue working, but enjoy playing with them as well. We had lots of fun laughing and making faces through the screen. I was able to catch a few fun pics. Enjoy!
Monday, May 12, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
When I was growing up, I had two best friends. We did everything together and loved being with each other. But as we got older, I could easily see that 2 was company, 3 was a crowd. Two of us were always closer with each other rather than the third. And it would shift at times, according to seasons in life. It certainly wasn't intentional for any of us to leave the other out. Nothing was ever said about it, we didn't talk about it, but there was an understanding. It was the natural ebb and flow of our relationship, and we each adjusted accordingly. Looking back, it's amazing we had the maturity to understand and deal with this at such a young age. Or maybe not confronting it head on did deeply scar us since our relationship didn't survive the high school years. But that's another story for another time.
But I'm seeing the same pattern with my girls. Rarely will they all three play well together. Even if they are all in the backyard, C and J will play ball, while M colors with chalk. Or M and J will play with the cars while C swings. Or any number of combinations of sisters with play. But rarely do I catch them all three engaged in the same activity. At times they do try, but it usually results in lots of tension, screams, and occasional bo-bo's.
This is what we're experiencing today. It's so bad that I have sent two outside to play, and left one to play alone in the playroom. It's amazing how drastically the atmosphere changes, just with the removal of one person. We went from total chaos, to quiet and peace in a matter of moments. (So much peace that I am able to sneak away and blog about it!)
So will I be experiencing this 3some drama throughout their teenage years? Thinking of the future trials we will endure makes me smile. I love my family. I love my girls. I love being with them every step of the way in this crazy journey to maturity.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
The plan is pretty simple. Tuesday morning is a heavy wash day. I try to have the first load going before the kids wake up. The goal is to have ALL the laundry done by lunch on Wednesday. By the way, completing the laundry doesn't mean just having clean clothes -- those clean clothes have to be put where they belong. Then I do absolutely no laundry on Thursday or Friday unless, of course there's a special need. (I do still live in the days of blow outs.) Saturday morning I make sure to wash my husband's clothes. This isn't absolutely necessary, but I do like for him to have all of his clothing options available for Sunday morning.
So that's that. It's pretty simple, and works well for us. I don't feel burdened by a mountain of clothes, and everyone always has something clean to wear.
It does help that I have a few special helpers. My girls love laundry days! And as they get older and older, I'm able to allow them to do more and more. They really are a great help, and I have fun working with them.
Monday, May 5, 2008
So I think I've jumped the gun. But I felt like doing it and thought I better take advantage of the moment. I gave the girls their summer hairdos. They all turned out real cute. This was J's first haircut! She did such a good job being still - even better than her big sisters. (I think she was terrified I was going to cut her. She kept saying, "Not my ear.")
The bulk of the task is complete. I'll spend the rest of the week, shaping here and there as needed. I've learned to do the cut on Monday to leave time for "tweaking" before our public appearance at church on Sunday. This makes it a lot easier on the girls, and it takes the pressure of perfection off of me. Hair - it's a work in progress.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
I can't stand it when I miss out on life and great moments because my life is disorganized. I've been hurt when others haven't kept their word, so I cringe at the thought of me hurting someone by not keeping my word. I always want to be where I said I'll be, when I said I'd be, with the gear I said I'd bring.
But alas, I have failed. (It's certainly not the first, and unfortunately won't be the last.) And it's a doozy! I missed little A's 6 month well baby check-up. And we know how important it is to stay on your pediatrician's good side. I just blew it. I have a wonderful excuse, but no excuse ever takes the place of breaking your word.
So to little A, I'm so sorry. We're going next week bud. To the pediatrician, I'm so sorry. I am committed to never letting this happen again. I hate that my character has been tarnished in your eyes. I will do all I can to rebuild that trust. (Lucky for me I have lots of chances with all my kiddos appointments.)
Friday, May 2, 2008
Friday is Family Fun Day at our house. It's the one day that Andy and I take off. We consider this our Sabbath. So how do we "remember the sabbath?" First, we turn off the phone and answering machine. Second, we turn off the email. You would be amazed at how Satan uses these two forms of communication to derail us from getting relaxing, refreshing rest. Third, I don't do the dishes! This is so key for me. I cannot allow myself to "keep house" on Friday. This means that I have to make special arrangements on Thursday to prepare for the sabbath. And fourth, we do all we can to keep our schedules clear on Friday. This means even if someone calls with something fun to do on Friday, we rarely commit. We want Friday to be a day of rest, doing what we want to do, when we want to do it. It's really important to us to protect the sabbath. And since it comes only once a week, we don't feel bad about hiding and disconnecting. It's what we need to do in order to be effective the rest of the week. I'd much rather have six days of powerful, fruitful living, than a full week of mediocre living.
So what's up with the picture? I try to include a picture with each post. I wondered what would come up with a google search for "family fun day." TADA -- you got it! Just FYI, I know nothing about Pontrhydyrun Baptist Church. I don't even know where Croesyceiliog is. And I certainly don't want to be part of any assault course!
Thursday, May 1, 2008
So the other day I asked M why she has so much gas? Where does it all come from? She just stared at me, not able to think of an answer. Then her big sister came to the rescue. C said, "Oh Mom. It's because when Dad fills the car up with gas, she likes the smell. So when she smells it, it gives her lots of gas." To which M said, "Yep, yep. That's it. I smell the gas."
What?! But in their little 3 and 4 year old minds, it makes perfect sense.
Yesterday as we pulled up to the pump I heard C tell M. "Make sure you don't smell the gas M. It'll give you gas." I just had to sit back and smile. Some things aren't worth explaining just yet.