Yesterday was a much better day after the train wreck of a day I had the other day. While I would love for my days to be filled with all the things in the beginning I can usually only get a few of them accomplished in any given day. So yesterday we did take yummy homemade treats to the kids teachers and we did take a homemade dinner to a friend who just had a baby. The kids had guitar lessons and soccer practice then Josh and I had date. It was crazy but lots of fun! During all the fun it was so easy to think of all the ways I am thankful. So I am following along with some of my fellow bloggers and going to blog about all the good in the midst of the economy and the presidentially election that is not looking so good.
At the kids school, Pastor Livingston has the kids do participatory prayers. He starts a prayer with: "God I praise you for _______." The kids can then individually pipe in and say something that they praise God for. It is really awesome to hear the kids chimming in one at a time with all the great things about God. So I want to use this pattern to praise God for all the GOOD in my life.
God I praise you for a wonderful husband who even watches "What Not to Wear" with me and likes it.
God I praise you for a house full of kids.
God I praise you for a wonderful school for my kids to attend.
God I praise you for sweet friends and family.
God I praise you for a good job, roof over my head and plenty of food to eat.
God I praise you for you grace and mercy.
God I praise you for your unending love.
God I praise you for who you are!
In Jesus name, Amen.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
A Perfect Day or Not
I woke up at 6:00 am with out an alarm. I was well rested and ready to go because I had plenty of sleep the night before. I cheerfully place a breakfast quiche in the oven that I had prepared the night before. While the quiche cooked I hopped in the shower. I sat at the kitchen table and read my bible and prayed. Then it was time to wake the kiddies. I woke them cheerfully with singing and we all sang while putting on our freshly ironed clothes that I had so diligently ironed on ironing day a few days before. I remove the quiche from the oven and serve the kiddies breakfast we all eat together and pray for the glorious day God had ready for us. The kids lunches are ready from the night before and we all load up to go to school. I made homemade treats for the kids to sweetly give to their teachers and thank them for all their hard work. Josh takes Beck to my moms so I can stay at the kids school and volunteer for a few hours. At 12:30 I pick up the kiddies and we go home and have a nutritious lunch. The kids play great while I accomplish all of the chores of the house. I begin preparing a lovely dinner and head out at 3:30 to pick up Elisabeth. She runs and greets me with a huge hug and off to the house we go. The kids have a fresh fruit snack and do their homework with out complaining. I use this opportunity to homeschool Beck a little and get him good a prepared for pre-K next year. The kids play out side until dinner is ready with their daddy. Elisabeth comes in early and sets the table and dinner is served. During dinner we talk about the glorious day that God blessed us with. We use the opportunity to thank God once again for blessing us. The meal is delicious and the kids clean their plates with out complaining of one green thing. Off to their baths. Nobody fusses over who gets to sit next to the faucet. Josh cleans the kitchen while I make sure the kiddies get clean and have fresh jammies. For the rest of the evening we play a few games read a few books and then off to bed. Josh goes in and reads the kiddies a Bible story and says their prayers. Once the kiddies are in bed Josh and I relax with a show. Then retreat to the bed room. I'll skip over the bedrooms details. We go to bed and sleep through night with out being disturbed until the next morning. (add record scratching noise) THIS has and will never happen.
My day yesterday went a little more like this....
My alarm went off at 6:30 I pressed snooze three times because I had been awake three times during the night and was so super tired. When I finally did get out of bed, I walked into the bathroom to pee. I got up and looked in the mirror and realized my hair didn't look too bad I could just go lay back down for 30 more minutes and not shower. I rested a little bit longer but never could fall asleep because I was too worried I would sleep too long and be late for school. I finally did get up and went to wake the children. They all cried and no one wanted to get up. I frantically ironed their clothes and fussed at them over and over again until finally yelling to get their clothes on. I spent 10 minutes digging through our sock grave yard for a pair of socks for Hogan. (The sock grave yard is a laundry basket full of clean socks that is always full because I hate to fold socks) I finally get us all ready and we hurry out the door. On the way out the door I realize the children to not have lunches so I quickly throw lunchables in their lunch boxes. I pass out a pop tart to each of the children on the way to school. (It was a whole wheat poptart). As I drive out the drive way Beck is crying because he wants to go with me but Josh needs to take him to my mom because I have to substitute teach for the kindergarten class. I hurry the kids to their teachers and settle in to my temporary teaching position. Oh... I failed to mention it started raining on our way to schools so we were all wet by the time we got inside. Plus that would mean no recess for the day. YIKES! We don't finish all the activities the teacher planned for us. The day is hectic and crazy. We go home at 1:00 and I let the children eat cheese Doritos for lunch and gelo with peaches in it. I was tired from the morning so I sat on the couch for about an hour and watched TV until it was time to be back at the school. I drove the boys to moms and then went up to the school to sell HEB giftcards to all the parents as they picked up their children from school. Let me just say, parents dont want to be bothered at pick up. It is crazy as it is and they just want to retrieve their children and get out of there. They don't want anyone harassing them to purchase a thing. After all nobody has any money because we have all paid an arm and a leg in school tuition. After standing in the super hot humidity for an hour and selling one HEB card I head to pick up the boys and back home. I start the kids on their homework and they all fuss because they just got home and it was the last thing they wanted to do. Josh gets home from work and quickly changes because he has a dinner meeting for work. Off he goes again. I take the children to Target and we eat dinner in the Target snack bar. YUMMY!! and so nutritious! or not. I spent $167 on nothing we needed and I have to hurry home because the children need to be in bed. They all cry when I make them go to bed because Josh isn't home and they want to play their DS games. I say prayers with them and go sit on the couch and watch dancing with the stars because I am too tired to do chores around the house. Josh gets home late and we go to bed with a wreck of a house.
Maybe today will be better. :)
My day yesterday went a little more like this....
My alarm went off at 6:30 I pressed snooze three times because I had been awake three times during the night and was so super tired. When I finally did get out of bed, I walked into the bathroom to pee. I got up and looked in the mirror and realized my hair didn't look too bad I could just go lay back down for 30 more minutes and not shower. I rested a little bit longer but never could fall asleep because I was too worried I would sleep too long and be late for school. I finally did get up and went to wake the children. They all cried and no one wanted to get up. I frantically ironed their clothes and fussed at them over and over again until finally yelling to get their clothes on. I spent 10 minutes digging through our sock grave yard for a pair of socks for Hogan. (The sock grave yard is a laundry basket full of clean socks that is always full because I hate to fold socks) I finally get us all ready and we hurry out the door. On the way out the door I realize the children to not have lunches so I quickly throw lunchables in their lunch boxes. I pass out a pop tart to each of the children on the way to school. (It was a whole wheat poptart). As I drive out the drive way Beck is crying because he wants to go with me but Josh needs to take him to my mom because I have to substitute teach for the kindergarten class. I hurry the kids to their teachers and settle in to my temporary teaching position. Oh... I failed to mention it started raining on our way to schools so we were all wet by the time we got inside. Plus that would mean no recess for the day. YIKES! We don't finish all the activities the teacher planned for us. The day is hectic and crazy. We go home at 1:00 and I let the children eat cheese Doritos for lunch and gelo with peaches in it. I was tired from the morning so I sat on the couch for about an hour and watched TV until it was time to be back at the school. I drove the boys to moms and then went up to the school to sell HEB giftcards to all the parents as they picked up their children from school. Let me just say, parents dont want to be bothered at pick up. It is crazy as it is and they just want to retrieve their children and get out of there. They don't want anyone harassing them to purchase a thing. After all nobody has any money because we have all paid an arm and a leg in school tuition. After standing in the super hot humidity for an hour and selling one HEB card I head to pick up the boys and back home. I start the kids on their homework and they all fuss because they just got home and it was the last thing they wanted to do. Josh gets home from work and quickly changes because he has a dinner meeting for work. Off he goes again. I take the children to Target and we eat dinner in the Target snack bar. YUMMY!! and so nutritious! or not. I spent $167 on nothing we needed and I have to hurry home because the children need to be in bed. They all cry when I make them go to bed because Josh isn't home and they want to play their DS games. I say prayers with them and go sit on the couch and watch dancing with the stars because I am too tired to do chores around the house. Josh gets home late and we go to bed with a wreck of a house.
Maybe today will be better. :)
Friday, October 10, 2008
I've Been Tagged
Lisa Starr tagged me to post this picture.
The rules were to go into my pictures on my computer and post the sixth picture in the sixth file on my computer....So I did!
This was taken at the Corp Center on the Aggie campus.
All the kiddies are standing on and around a bronze statue of the first Rev.
Josh's pawpaw made it and we have pictures of Elisabeth standing with it when she was a baby. Here it is...the sixth picture from the sixth file.
Now...for the fun part...I tag Stephen Grove (thought it would be fun to get a guy involved), Amy Horton, Corrie Ghaffari, Jill O'Bryant, Tomilyn Myre, and Cara Eckman
Here's to a fantastic week full of BIG fun and FaBulOuS smiles!
Happy Fall!
I love this time of year!
I love that the kids can finally play outside with out getting so hot after only five minutes.
I love the colors and the beauty.
I love cool days and pumpkin patches.
So... today I worked on getting some our fall decorations out.
It made me so happy.
I hung this on the front door.
I put these on the coffee table.
I put these on the porch.
...and this on my kitchen table.
This is totally not me.
I put these on the coffee table.
I put these on the porch.
...and this on my kitchen table.
This is totally not me. ...But my kids really liked them.
So...yes... I hung pumpkins and ghosts from the trees.
I felt silly while I was out there doing it.
Our street is really busy and lots of cars drove by while we were out there.
I knew they were all making fun of me, the crazy mom with five (we had Harley over) kids, hanging pumpkins in the tree.
Oh well, it is over and the kids thought it was aWesoMe!
It was such a good day! (well, afternoon)
Last week, Elisabeth had a little program during chapel at school. She played one of the bells.
It was very cool.
Some of the kids played a bell and some of them sang in the choir.
Here she is nervously ready for turn to play.
Her teacher also teaches music.She is the lady with the red hair and her back turned to us in the left side of the picture.
The kids down low are the singers.
I was so impressed at how good they were.
She looks so grown up.
Happy Friday everyone!
Have a blessed weekend!
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Dinner Talk
Tonight at dinner we had the following conversations:
Elisabeth: "I know all the parts of the digestive system. First your food goes in your mouth. You use your tongue to push the food down the right pipe. Then your food goes through your esophagus into your stomach. Next it goes through your intestines and out your rectum."
Hogan: "What is your rectum?"
Elisabeth: "I can't really tell you at the dinner table. It is you know where all the yucky stuff your body doesn't need goes out."
Hogan: "(Pointing to his private front) is it this?"
Elisabeth: "NO"
Hogan: "(Pointing to his private back) is it this?"
Elisabeth: "Yes"
She must have learned all that at school. However, I can't believe that they are telling first graders about the rectum. Um gross! I had to stop the conversation. It wasn't the best dinner talk.
Beck did not want his dinner so he started telling me he was full. I know that he was not full because he had not really eaten anything. He insisted. He said: "(pointing to his stomach)this is full, (pointing to his shoulders) this is full, (pointing to his forehead) this is full, (grabbing his arms) and this is full. I all full!"
My other children are much better eaters than Beck. He is a terrible eater. I know it is just a phase but I am ready for it to be over. I hate making him go to bed with an empty stomach all the time. The rule at our house is to eat what everyone else is eating for dinner. If you do not eat your dinner, you get nothing until breakfast the next morning. It's a tough rule but it works. Just not quick enough for this stubborn kid.
Elisabeth: "I know all the parts of the digestive system. First your food goes in your mouth. You use your tongue to push the food down the right pipe. Then your food goes through your esophagus into your stomach. Next it goes through your intestines and out your rectum."
Hogan: "What is your rectum?"
Elisabeth: "I can't really tell you at the dinner table. It is you know where all the yucky stuff your body doesn't need goes out."
Hogan: "(Pointing to his private front) is it this?"
Elisabeth: "NO"
Hogan: "(Pointing to his private back) is it this?"
Elisabeth: "Yes"
She must have learned all that at school. However, I can't believe that they are telling first graders about the rectum. Um gross! I had to stop the conversation. It wasn't the best dinner talk.
Beck did not want his dinner so he started telling me he was full. I know that he was not full because he had not really eaten anything. He insisted. He said: "(pointing to his stomach)this is full, (pointing to his shoulders) this is full, (pointing to his forehead) this is full, (grabbing his arms) and this is full. I all full!"
My other children are much better eaters than Beck. He is a terrible eater. I know it is just a phase but I am ready for it to be over. I hate making him go to bed with an empty stomach all the time. The rule at our house is to eat what everyone else is eating for dinner. If you do not eat your dinner, you get nothing until breakfast the next morning. It's a tough rule but it works. Just not quick enough for this stubborn kid.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Just wanted to make you laugh!
I ran across these pictures and just had to share them. When Beck was 4 1/2 months old we went to look at Christmas lights out on the island. We went in the boat up and down the canals. In the boat it is a law that kids under 14 have to wear a life jacket. So here is Beck in his life jacket. I set him in his car seat a minute to help one of the other kids. He looked like the stay puff marshmellow man. He was so fat and that life jacket was so big. These pictures are hysterical to me. Poor kid. He didn't seem to mind.
Scarred for Life
When I was in 5th grade, something happened to me that has scarred me for life. It was the first day of school, the day was over and we were all lined up at the door waiting for the bell to ring so we could leave. The boy who sat behind me had gone to the nurse because he did not feel well but the nurse could see nothing wrong with him so she sent him back to class. After all, school was almost over and he was going home anyway. While we were waiting in line, I feel something wet and nasty shoot all over my back; all over my new first day of school outfit. Dick Duncan had just barfed all over the place and most of it had landed all over my back. The teacher hurried all of us out the door. She was completely unaware if it drenching the entire back of me. The obedient child that I was did just as I was told and got the heck out of there. I was too shy to tell her that he had barfed all over me. My mom worked so I always rode the bus to and from school. We would wait in lines on the hot playground for them to call us to our bus. Because our school district did not have enough buses to go around, we would have to sometimes wait a while until the bus was finished dropping of kids from other schools to come get us. It seemed like an eternity that day. Once we were on the unairconditioned bus, the smell only got worse. It was hot and we had pizza for lunch that day. The dude was sick and the barf was sour. I am getting nauseous just talking about it. The smell was so bad that, I thought that at any moment I was going to barf, too. The bus trip was so long. I went to the gifted and talented school in Corpus and so it was not anywhere close to my house. Not to mention, the bus had several stops before it got to my street. So...I sat in barf for what seemed like forever. When I got home I ran in and immediately took a LONG shower. I thought I would never get the smell off me. Looking back on it, I think the smell was just stuck in my nose. My mom washed my clothes, but I never wore them ever again. The boy did not come to school the next day but did return the day after that. He sat behind me and I lived in fear that he was going to barf on me again. This event has scarred me for life. I am extremely barfaphobic. If my kids tell me they don't feel good, I immediately say "Are you going to barf? Go to the potty!" My kids probably think I'm crazy. So...yesterday I was cleaning out the kids closets to make room for all the wonderful fall clothes. Gates came walking down the hall fussing and calling my name. When he got in Elisabeth's bed room, he said my name one more time. My immediate reaction was "Gates, what's wrong? Are you going to barf?" He said "no mom I just couldn't find you." I felt so bad. Here my poor child just wanted to find where I was and the first thing I thought was is he going to barf. Then this morning when Beck woke up he came and got in bed with us. He was laying on my pillow with me and I hear him burp. I immediately sit up and pull him up as to run to the bathroom with him and say "Are you going to barf?" He says "No I just burp." Again I feel like such a crazy person. My barfaphobia is out of control! Josh says I need counseling. I say I'm scarred for life!
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