I go to pick up my hubby today, and he is visiting us for 2 weeks. So I'm be going MIA during that time.
Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and when I return, I'll be 30! GASP!
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
What a difference!
It is so funny how a day can be sooo different in the morning from how it is by the end. (That sentence is a perfect example of horrible grammar!)
This morning my older 3 were in fine form. (Insert sarcasm there.) They all whined, one was throwing major fits and crying obnoxiously over insignificant things, and one was arguing with me over most of what I said. Argh! At one point, I put Sugar-n-Spice in her room for an hour. Whew, that hour relieved a LOT of the problems. She still had moments of defiance the rest of the day, but the meltdowns and tantrums were largely over. I guess she just needed some time to regroup?
Then I had to do a first with Sweetheart. (He has recently entered full-blown Two-dom.) He was following big sister's lead and began his own obnoxious wailing, screaming, etc. So I put him in the bedroom. You would have thought I cut off his arm! Oh my, he hated that. But it quickly fixed the problem. Of course, I only put him in there for a couple minutes, and I was just outside the door. When he quit crying, I opened the door and asked if he was ready to stop throwing fits. He gave me such a pitiful "yes" that I almost felt sorry for him. However, the rest of the day if he started throwing a tantrum, all I had to say was, "Do you want to go to your bedroom?" He would very quickly calm down. Wow.
So, that was my morning. But the afternoon was wonderful! They were good little helpers, were so sweet, and it made for a peaceful way to end the day. Bedtime was even pretty good. Go figure!
Definitely, this mom thing has its challenges, like this morning. But then the rewards are so priceless! Reading books with my children leaning alllll over me so I can barely see the book... being tackled on the floor while they are shrieking wildly with laughter... getting one-of-a-kind drawings hand-delivered by the budding artist... and the list goes on.
I love being a mom!
This morning my older 3 were in fine form. (Insert sarcasm there.) They all whined, one was throwing major fits and crying obnoxiously over insignificant things, and one was arguing with me over most of what I said. Argh! At one point, I put Sugar-n-Spice in her room for an hour. Whew, that hour relieved a LOT of the problems. She still had moments of defiance the rest of the day, but the meltdowns and tantrums were largely over. I guess she just needed some time to regroup?
Then I had to do a first with Sweetheart. (He has recently entered full-blown Two-dom.) He was following big sister's lead and began his own obnoxious wailing, screaming, etc. So I put him in the bedroom. You would have thought I cut off his arm! Oh my, he hated that. But it quickly fixed the problem. Of course, I only put him in there for a couple minutes, and I was just outside the door. When he quit crying, I opened the door and asked if he was ready to stop throwing fits. He gave me such a pitiful "yes" that I almost felt sorry for him. However, the rest of the day if he started throwing a tantrum, all I had to say was, "Do you want to go to your bedroom?" He would very quickly calm down. Wow.
So, that was my morning. But the afternoon was wonderful! They were good little helpers, were so sweet, and it made for a peaceful way to end the day. Bedtime was even pretty good. Go figure!
Definitely, this mom thing has its challenges, like this morning. But then the rewards are so priceless! Reading books with my children leaning alllll over me so I can barely see the book... being tackled on the floor while they are shrieking wildly with laughter... getting one-of-a-kind drawings hand-delivered by the budding artist... and the list goes on.
I love being a mom!
Two comments about mommies
Both of these came from Sunshine... and they are a bit older. I was just remembering and thought I should put them on the blog.
One day more than a year ago, Sunshine and I were sitting together just chatting. We talked about mommy animals and their babies... what their names are and if they are different from each other (ex: hen and chicks, cow and calf, etc), what sounds they make, and what they do. I had exhausted every animal I could think of, so I turned it to us. My last question was, "And was does Mommy do?"
Her response? "Love me."
Ok, second story. Perhaps you are familiar with the children's book, "We're Going on a Bear Hunt." In the pictures, there are 4 children, a father, and a dog. I asked Sunshine, "Where's the mommy?"
She came back with: "Shopping!"
One day more than a year ago, Sunshine and I were sitting together just chatting. We talked about mommy animals and their babies... what their names are and if they are different from each other (ex: hen and chicks, cow and calf, etc), what sounds they make, and what they do. I had exhausted every animal I could think of, so I turned it to us. My last question was, "And was does Mommy do?"
Her response? "Love me."
Ok, second story. Perhaps you are familiar with the children's book, "We're Going on a Bear Hunt." In the pictures, there are 4 children, a father, and a dog. I asked Sunshine, "Where's the mommy?"
She came back with: "Shopping!"
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Laundry smells like what?
Sunshine was helping me fold the kids' laundry tonight. She picked up one of her own shirts and said:
"Does this smell like me? Yup, that's me alright!"
Ok, do my kids crack up anyone besides me? LOL
"Does this smell like me? Yup, that's me alright!"
Ok, do my kids crack up anyone besides me? LOL
God has blessed me with wonderful sisters!
I have two sisters, both younger than myself. I can talk to both of them about anything. With them I feel safe and truly loved. They know my ugly sides, I bet even better than my husband does, and it doesn't matter. They still love me. They actually like spending time with me. Gasp! ;) No, really. We laugh over the dumbest things, I promise. I have no idea why, but we giggle over very lame things together. We can't seem to help it! I can act like a complete fool with them. And they just laugh.
Just today, my youngest sister told me that she was contemplating who was her best friend. Who did she name? Me. Wow, did that bless my socks off!
It's funny how life turns things around, like relationships with siblings. As kids, she and I did not get along. We rarely did anything together, even. There were enough years between us that it made it hard. We were not a homeschooled family, so we spent little real time together as sisters should (my parents both worked, and I was given the role of making sure she had her homework and chores done - not exactly a sisterly role). When I went away to college, well... there went what little relationship I had with her. I didn't even really know the real "her" during my college years and early marriage.
One unexpected blessing has come out of being separated from my husband and temporarily living back here with family... restoring and even improving upon my relationship with my youngest sister!
Now, my other sis... wow, has she blessed my family over the years. When I was pregnant with my 2nd child, I also had broken fingers (both hands were bandaged/in a cast) and could not care for myself or my oldest. She took a break from college (which was in another state) and lived with us so she could care for me, my home, and Sunshine, who was a toddler. She bathed me (!!), helped me dress, even fed me at times. She cooked meals for us, cleaned the house, was a second mommy to Sunshine... what a blessing she was.
Yeah, I'm blessed.
Just today, my youngest sister told me that she was contemplating who was her best friend. Who did she name? Me. Wow, did that bless my socks off!
It's funny how life turns things around, like relationships with siblings. As kids, she and I did not get along. We rarely did anything together, even. There were enough years between us that it made it hard. We were not a homeschooled family, so we spent little real time together as sisters should (my parents both worked, and I was given the role of making sure she had her homework and chores done - not exactly a sisterly role). When I went away to college, well... there went what little relationship I had with her. I didn't even really know the real "her" during my college years and early marriage.
One unexpected blessing has come out of being separated from my husband and temporarily living back here with family... restoring and even improving upon my relationship with my youngest sister!
Now, my other sis... wow, has she blessed my family over the years. When I was pregnant with my 2nd child, I also had broken fingers (both hands were bandaged/in a cast) and could not care for myself or my oldest. She took a break from college (which was in another state) and lived with us so she could care for me, my home, and Sunshine, who was a toddler. She bathed me (!!), helped me dress, even fed me at times. She cooked meals for us, cleaned the house, was a second mommy to Sunshine... what a blessing she was.
Yeah, I'm blessed.
What makes Christmas feel like Christmas to you?
1. Weather: Gotta be cold. Snow is great, but rarely happens. Just has to be cold, thank you.
2. Tree: The tree has to be up for awhile. Let me really anticipate Christmas morning! Putting the tree up a week before Christmas is too late, folks.
3. Play lots of Christmas music the whole month.
4. Remember to wish everyone a Merry Christmas. The grocery clerks, the mailman, the neighbors, friends on the phone... everyone.
5. Driving around looking at lights frequently in the weeks before Christmas.
6. Hot chocolate!
7. Sitting up every night for a few minutes and staring at the lit tree in the dark.
8. LOTS of family over on Christmas Day! It has to be loud in the house. Chaotic. Uproarious laughter.
2. Tree: The tree has to be up for awhile. Let me really anticipate Christmas morning! Putting the tree up a week before Christmas is too late, folks.
3. Play lots of Christmas music the whole month.
4. Remember to wish everyone a Merry Christmas. The grocery clerks, the mailman, the neighbors, friends on the phone... everyone.
5. Driving around looking at lights frequently in the weeks before Christmas.
6. Hot chocolate!
7. Sitting up every night for a few minutes and staring at the lit tree in the dark.
8. LOTS of family over on Christmas Day! It has to be loud in the house. Chaotic. Uproarious laughter.
Monday, December 18, 2006
Lots of bits running about in my brain
Let's see...
Got 4 packages in the mail today from my mother-in-law. Now, I'm wondering how will we do Christmas in regards to that? Living here with my parents raises some interesting questions. I never know what will step on a grandparent's toes, you know? Do we have the kids open presents from MIL at the same time as the rest of the gifts? Or do we do it separately, just dh/myself/and the kids? Hmmm, something to ponder. And to ask dh about.
Oh! I'm so excited! I lost more weight than I thought with Shortcake's birth! I'm now down between two numbers - what I weighed when I got pg with Sunshine and what I weighed when I got pg with Sugar-n-Spice. YIPPEE!! And the fact that she is 5 months old and I still am keeping it off... THAT thrills me! (Thank you, Father, for the self-control to not eat all I have wanted to eat!)
I want to start a prayer journal, but am unsure how to set it up. I want to leave room for updates and answers to prayer. Hmmm, ideas, anyone?
Well, now, I know I had more running around in there, but it must have gotten lost. Please tell me I can blame this on Mommy Brain? (wink)
Got 4 packages in the mail today from my mother-in-law. Now, I'm wondering how will we do Christmas in regards to that? Living here with my parents raises some interesting questions. I never know what will step on a grandparent's toes, you know? Do we have the kids open presents from MIL at the same time as the rest of the gifts? Or do we do it separately, just dh/myself/and the kids? Hmmm, something to ponder. And to ask dh about.
Oh! I'm so excited! I lost more weight than I thought with Shortcake's birth! I'm now down between two numbers - what I weighed when I got pg with Sunshine and what I weighed when I got pg with Sugar-n-Spice. YIPPEE!! And the fact that she is 5 months old and I still am keeping it off... THAT thrills me! (Thank you, Father, for the self-control to not eat all I have wanted to eat!)
I want to start a prayer journal, but am unsure how to set it up. I want to leave room for updates and answers to prayer. Hmmm, ideas, anyone?
Well, now, I know I had more running around in there, but it must have gotten lost. Please tell me I can blame this on Mommy Brain? (wink)
"And if that had been too little"
This phrase comes out of 2 Samuel 12:8. Nathan has brought rebuke to David from the Lord. God's words to David are, "And I gave thee thy master's house, and thy master's wives into thy bosom, and gave thee the house of Israel and of Judah; and if that had been too little, I would moreover have given unto thee such and such things."
Last night, while I was having my personal time with the Lord, I read this verse and was convicted immediately. One word leaped to my mind - it was a woman's name. I won't say this woman's name, because she is a friend in cyberspace, and perhaps she may read this post. But she is a woman who seems to have it alllll together. I *know* that things cannot be perfect in her life. There has to be problems somewhere. But going by appearances, she is supermom and her marriage is bliss. Sigh. I look around at my life, and I feel so pathetic after hearing about the latest thing in her life. Her kids are always spic-n-span (she has more children than I do), her house is always spotless, and she just has it all together.
Ok, so see where I'm going with this? I have been struggling with being jealous. Now, before you assume that means I don't like her, that is NOT true. I enjoy her a lot. We can chat and giggle. I enjoy her company. I am not saying I want her to not have those things she has. Please don't think that! But I struggle with thinking stuff like, "Boy, THAT must be nice." It leads to discontentment in my heart and a critical spirit.
Then last night... I was reading and that phrase "and if that had been too little" jumped out at me, and her name came to mind. I stopped right there and had to ask forgiveness!
And so, right now, I want to give God praise for all the wonderful things He has given me, for what I have is NOT too little. It is more than I deserve!!!
1) Christ lives in my heart, and I have a secure heavenly home waiting for me!
2) God loves ME. Right where I am, which has obviously been at the bottom of the Poor-Pitiful-Me barrel.
3) I have a husband. I have someone to share my life with... I have a husband. That is a wonderful thing!
4) I have a husband who is a good provider. He works hard at whatever job he is given, and over the years, he has been rewarded well for it.
5) I have 4 children - and I would NOT trade them for the WORLD. They are wonderful kids who love their mommy. Each has their own hilarious and fun personality, and they bring me so much joy!
6) I have a warm place to live! My parents are kind enough to let us live with them while my husband is away. They've rearranged their own things so we can have some of ours here. I have my own room with the baby, and plenty of room for my clothes.
7) I have more than enough food to prepare for our family of 7 (myself, the kids and my two parents).
8) The kids have warm and attractive clothing and good shoes on their feet. There are people in this world who cannot say that.
9) Through the trials of the last few years, I have grown to love my heavenly Father much more than I did before. I know I can trust Him with my family, my marriage, and my future. I know I can trust Him to meet my needs.
10) We had the means to get nice Christmas gifts for all the people we love!
11) I have a reliable vehicle that is roomy enough for all of us!
12) Everyone is doing well physically! The kids are growing well and are happy.
13) Sunshine is learning to read! That is so great to watch!
The fact of the matter is, this cyber friend only shows what she wants the rest of us to see. I forget that rather often. And even if her life was perfect, then I ought to ONLY rejoice with her.
And, there is something that I tell my kids often. If you can't be thankful for what you have, then it will be taken away. Perhaps I should heed my own advice.
Last night, while I was having my personal time with the Lord, I read this verse and was convicted immediately. One word leaped to my mind - it was a woman's name. I won't say this woman's name, because she is a friend in cyberspace, and perhaps she may read this post. But she is a woman who seems to have it alllll together. I *know* that things cannot be perfect in her life. There has to be problems somewhere. But going by appearances, she is supermom and her marriage is bliss. Sigh. I look around at my life, and I feel so pathetic after hearing about the latest thing in her life. Her kids are always spic-n-span (she has more children than I do), her house is always spotless, and she just has it all together.
Ok, so see where I'm going with this? I have been struggling with being jealous. Now, before you assume that means I don't like her, that is NOT true. I enjoy her a lot. We can chat and giggle. I enjoy her company. I am not saying I want her to not have those things she has. Please don't think that! But I struggle with thinking stuff like, "Boy, THAT must be nice." It leads to discontentment in my heart and a critical spirit.
Then last night... I was reading and that phrase "and if that had been too little" jumped out at me, and her name came to mind. I stopped right there and had to ask forgiveness!
And so, right now, I want to give God praise for all the wonderful things He has given me, for what I have is NOT too little. It is more than I deserve!!!
1) Christ lives in my heart, and I have a secure heavenly home waiting for me!
2) God loves ME. Right where I am, which has obviously been at the bottom of the Poor-Pitiful-Me barrel.
3) I have a husband. I have someone to share my life with... I have a husband. That is a wonderful thing!
4) I have a husband who is a good provider. He works hard at whatever job he is given, and over the years, he has been rewarded well for it.
5) I have 4 children - and I would NOT trade them for the WORLD. They are wonderful kids who love their mommy. Each has their own hilarious and fun personality, and they bring me so much joy!
6) I have a warm place to live! My parents are kind enough to let us live with them while my husband is away. They've rearranged their own things so we can have some of ours here. I have my own room with the baby, and plenty of room for my clothes.
7) I have more than enough food to prepare for our family of 7 (myself, the kids and my two parents).
8) The kids have warm and attractive clothing and good shoes on their feet. There are people in this world who cannot say that.
9) Through the trials of the last few years, I have grown to love my heavenly Father much more than I did before. I know I can trust Him with my family, my marriage, and my future. I know I can trust Him to meet my needs.
10) We had the means to get nice Christmas gifts for all the people we love!
11) I have a reliable vehicle that is roomy enough for all of us!
12) Everyone is doing well physically! The kids are growing well and are happy.
13) Sunshine is learning to read! That is so great to watch!
The fact of the matter is, this cyber friend only shows what she wants the rest of us to see. I forget that rather often. And even if her life was perfect, then I ought to ONLY rejoice with her.
And, there is something that I tell my kids often. If you can't be thankful for what you have, then it will be taken away. Perhaps I should heed my own advice.
Can you slap me on the back?
Warning: You are about to read a post containing the word "poop."
Sunshine: (From the toilet she calls...) "Mom, can you slap me on the back?"
Me: "Why???"
Sunshine: "Because my poop is stuck, and it won't come out!"
Me: (grinning) "I think slapping someone on the back only works if they are choking, kiddo."
She didn't believe me, by the way. She kept insisting it would work. LOL
Sunshine: (From the toilet she calls...) "Mom, can you slap me on the back?"
Me: "Why???"
Sunshine: "Because my poop is stuck, and it won't come out!"
Me: (grinning) "I think slapping someone on the back only works if they are choking, kiddo."
She didn't believe me, by the way. She kept insisting it would work. LOL
Sunday, December 17, 2006
When Sunshine was 3
I remember one day when I was upstairs making my bed, Sunshine was playing nearby. She looked up at me and said, "Mommy? You are my best friend."
I thanked her, and told her I loved her. Then she said, "I love you, too, Mommy. You are in my heart."
AWWWW!
I thanked her, and told her I loved her. Then she said, "I love you, too, Mommy. You are in my heart."
AWWWW!
Sunshine's rapid-fire questions in the van
Friday we were in the van on the way to the babysitters. The 3 older ones were staying with a life-long friend of mine while I went to get a cyst removed at the doctor's office. From the back I hear:
Sunshine: Mom, why do our bones move?
Me: You mean, how do they move?
Sunshine: Yeah.
[Insert discussion on muscles and bones. Immediately after, follows this question...]
Sunshine: Mommy, are all ponies nice if you are nice to them?
Me: (laughing at the change of subject) Most of them probably are.
Sunshine: Mom, when you play the music in the van [we play classical in the van] it makes me sleepy and it feels like someone is rocking my heart to sleep.
Now, isn't she just hilarious?
Sunshine: Mom, why do our bones move?
Me: You mean, how do they move?
Sunshine: Yeah.
[Insert discussion on muscles and bones. Immediately after, follows this question...]
Sunshine: Mommy, are all ponies nice if you are nice to them?
Me: (laughing at the change of subject) Most of them probably are.
Sunshine: Mom, when you play the music in the van [we play classical in the van] it makes me sleepy and it feels like someone is rocking my heart to sleep.
Now, isn't she just hilarious?
Adding a new category: Laugh Lines
And no, I don't mean those little wrinkles around the eyes. (wink)
I thought I'd start a little collection of funny things the kids say around here. Goodness knows we've got plenty of material! Now, if I can remember them by the time I sit down to the computer...
I thought I'd start a little collection of funny things the kids say around here. Goodness knows we've got plenty of material! Now, if I can remember them by the time I sit down to the computer...
Friday, December 15, 2006
Good one-liner
"Time heals grief; and love prevents scar tissue."
Don'tcha just love that quote? Good food for thought!
Don'tcha just love that quote? Good food for thought!
Had fun with salt dough ornaments today!
My girls Sunshine and Sugar-n-Spice made salt dough ornaments today with me. They had so much fun! We were rather low on Christmas cookie cutters (could not find any in town!) so we just made do with the two we had, then free handed the rest. We made red and blue ornaments, and then with the remnants of those, we kneaded it together and the rest of the ornaments were swirly! Very cool looking!
In case you would like the recipe, here it is:
2 cups flour
1 cup salt
3/4 to 1 cup water
Food coloring (optional)
**You may also add cinnamon to this recipe for a nice smell, which also makes the ornaments brown like a gingerbread man.
Mix flour and salt, then add half the water. Knead a bit, then gradually add the rest of the water and knead again. If the dough is too crumbly, add more water. If it is too sticky, add more flour.
Roll out the dough to 1/4 inch to 3/4 inch thick. (We did the 1/4 inch.) Use cookie cutters to cut create shapes, and don't forget to use a straw to make the hole for hanging!
Bake at 325 degrees for 1 1/2 hours or until dry. (Keep checking, depending on your thickness of the dough.) Add a ribbon for hanging, and wala!
Anyway, we had fun. The girls LOVED digging their hands in the dough and smashing it. Mommy actually gave them permission to play in "food" - lol.
In case you would like the recipe, here it is:
2 cups flour
1 cup salt
3/4 to 1 cup water
Food coloring (optional)
**You may also add cinnamon to this recipe for a nice smell, which also makes the ornaments brown like a gingerbread man.
Mix flour and salt, then add half the water. Knead a bit, then gradually add the rest of the water and knead again. If the dough is too crumbly, add more water. If it is too sticky, add more flour.
Roll out the dough to 1/4 inch to 3/4 inch thick. (We did the 1/4 inch.) Use cookie cutters to cut create shapes, and don't forget to use a straw to make the hole for hanging!
Bake at 325 degrees for 1 1/2 hours or until dry. (Keep checking, depending on your thickness of the dough.) Add a ribbon for hanging, and wala!
Anyway, we had fun. The girls LOVED digging their hands in the dough and smashing it. Mommy actually gave them permission to play in "food" - lol.
My children are so wonderful!
Do you ever just look at your children and wonder? LOL, no, not the wonder where you think it'll be a miracle if they survive childhood. The kind of wonder that is sweet... where you are amazed at their little selves.
My oldest, who is 5, is a sweet and darling child, super affectionate, tender-hearted... wants so badly to please Mommy. I hope one day that will translate into wanting Him to be pleased with her. Most of the time, I just have to say something along the lines of... "Next time, why don't you say that a little sweeter," or "Maybe we should start a new rule..." and she will immediately pick up on it. She hops to change her attitude or words so readily. Now, wouldn't that be such a fabulous asset as she matures - to be that ready to obey Him so quickly? She could avoid a lot of pain and regret that the rest of us often have to experience because we are a lot more stubborn than she is.
Then there is my 3 yr old. Ahhh, what a bundle of POW she is! She is the stubborn one, the defiant one, the I-want-to-do-it-my-way kid. Lots of energy, lots of curiosity, lots of playfulness. Man, does she make me laugh. One day while my gal was sitting on the toilet, I was on the phone with a friend and my girlie pottied and pooped, all in the same sitting. She was so pleased that I let her brag on the phone about what she'd done... and do you know what she said? "I pooped in the toilet, and you don't want to eat it." AHHHHHH! I laughed myself almost to death. I can see her being one very creative and productive adult. If I can harness that stubbornness into awesome self-discipline... wow, can you imagine what she could do?
And then there is my little fella, who is 2. I don't see any predominant traits yet, but I will say, he loves his mama! I adore having a cuddler. He wants to sit in my lap so much, and who am I to refuse him? (wink) As of yet, he isn't a risk taker. Part of me hopes he'll never be... don't want to spend hours and hours in the ER as he grows up. But then I don't want him to be scared to try things, either. So far, he seems to gauge things, and if he thinks he can do it, then he will. If he isn't sure, he won't. Sometimes he amazes me at the things he knew he could do... and *I* didn't think he could.
And the new one, who is actually 5 months. What a precious bundle she is! She is SO smiley. In fact, she has smiled every single day of her little life. No kidding! Now, I know, that for quite awhile she didn't know that she was smiling, but I don't care, lol. I enjoyed every smile I got from her chubby face. And ticklish? Goodness, we can make her do belly laughs by tickling her palms and forearms. She giggles through diaper changes, even though the wipes are a tad on the cold side. What a crazy kid.
Anyway, I marvel at them. I wonder at them. God sure gave me a huge responsibility when He put those 4 little souls in my care.
My oldest, who is 5, is a sweet and darling child, super affectionate, tender-hearted... wants so badly to please Mommy. I hope one day that will translate into wanting Him to be pleased with her. Most of the time, I just have to say something along the lines of... "Next time, why don't you say that a little sweeter," or "Maybe we should start a new rule..." and she will immediately pick up on it. She hops to change her attitude or words so readily. Now, wouldn't that be such a fabulous asset as she matures - to be that ready to obey Him so quickly? She could avoid a lot of pain and regret that the rest of us often have to experience because we are a lot more stubborn than she is.
Then there is my 3 yr old. Ahhh, what a bundle of POW she is! She is the stubborn one, the defiant one, the I-want-to-do-it-my-way kid. Lots of energy, lots of curiosity, lots of playfulness. Man, does she make me laugh. One day while my gal was sitting on the toilet, I was on the phone with a friend and my girlie pottied and pooped, all in the same sitting. She was so pleased that I let her brag on the phone about what she'd done... and do you know what she said? "I pooped in the toilet, and you don't want to eat it." AHHHHHH! I laughed myself almost to death. I can see her being one very creative and productive adult. If I can harness that stubbornness into awesome self-discipline... wow, can you imagine what she could do?
And then there is my little fella, who is 2. I don't see any predominant traits yet, but I will say, he loves his mama! I adore having a cuddler. He wants to sit in my lap so much, and who am I to refuse him? (wink) As of yet, he isn't a risk taker. Part of me hopes he'll never be... don't want to spend hours and hours in the ER as he grows up. But then I don't want him to be scared to try things, either. So far, he seems to gauge things, and if he thinks he can do it, then he will. If he isn't sure, he won't. Sometimes he amazes me at the things he knew he could do... and *I* didn't think he could.
And the new one, who is actually 5 months. What a precious bundle she is! She is SO smiley. In fact, she has smiled every single day of her little life. No kidding! Now, I know, that for quite awhile she didn't know that she was smiling, but I don't care, lol. I enjoyed every smile I got from her chubby face. And ticklish? Goodness, we can make her do belly laughs by tickling her palms and forearms. She giggles through diaper changes, even though the wipes are a tad on the cold side. What a crazy kid.
Anyway, I marvel at them. I wonder at them. God sure gave me a huge responsibility when He put those 4 little souls in my care.
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Gotta unpack the suitcases... old blog
I've moved here from another blog site, and I packed my suitcases, in a manner of speaking. I want some old posts over there moved over here so it feels like "home." And so, I'll be "unpacking" - copying old posts from that site to here.
At least with this kind of unpacking, there is no laundry!! LOL
~Lily
At least with this kind of unpacking, there is no laundry!! LOL
~Lily
Why the lilies?
Hello! I am Lily.
Well, actually, that is not my real name, but rather my pen name. I am married to a military man and have 4 children. At the time I'm writing this, my children are ages 5 yrs, 3 yrs, 2 yrs, and 5 months. I have been married for nearly 7 years.
My children have pen names, too. I will call the oldest Sunshine, my 3 yr old will be Sugar-n-Spice, my 2 yr old will be Sweetheart, and my youngest, Shortcake. Those names represent a small portion of their personalities. Sunshine is a very happy girl who so very funny. Sugar-n-Spice is a huggy girl who also has a rather mischeivious side to her. One moment she is a darling child and the next you are tempted to sell her to the gypsies (wink). Then there is Sweetheart. He is a mama's boy all the way. He wants to be near me all the time, which I love. And Shortcake is our newest addition - all smiles and giggles already.
So, back to my title... why the lilies? Well, there have been some bigger trials for me in my life lately. And in Matthew 6 of the Bible, there is a passage that talks of not worrying about anything that will come tomorrow. Some of you may know it well. In the middle, Christ says, "Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin..." He says that if God takes such good care of them, then He will do much more for us, and to, "seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you." So I wish to be a lily. To toil not or spin, just let the Lord take care of me.
~Lily
Well, actually, that is not my real name, but rather my pen name. I am married to a military man and have 4 children. At the time I'm writing this, my children are ages 5 yrs, 3 yrs, 2 yrs, and 5 months. I have been married for nearly 7 years.
My children have pen names, too. I will call the oldest Sunshine, my 3 yr old will be Sugar-n-Spice, my 2 yr old will be Sweetheart, and my youngest, Shortcake. Those names represent a small portion of their personalities. Sunshine is a very happy girl who so very funny. Sugar-n-Spice is a huggy girl who also has a rather mischeivious side to her. One moment she is a darling child and the next you are tempted to sell her to the gypsies (wink). Then there is Sweetheart. He is a mama's boy all the way. He wants to be near me all the time, which I love. And Shortcake is our newest addition - all smiles and giggles already.
So, back to my title... why the lilies? Well, there have been some bigger trials for me in my life lately. And in Matthew 6 of the Bible, there is a passage that talks of not worrying about anything that will come tomorrow. Some of you may know it well. In the middle, Christ says, "Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin..." He says that if God takes such good care of them, then He will do much more for us, and to, "seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you." So I wish to be a lily. To toil not or spin, just let the Lord take care of me.
~Lily
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