Well, Skyanna and Antony are officially in school, and loving it! Anthony is almost completely better from his dehydration, and loving the rigid routine of first grade. Skyanna has amazed me with her ability to go potty for someone else, make new friends, and keep her energy up! Yesterday she came home from school and asked to do homework, so I got out some of her work books, and she traced letters like a pro! (Something she would never normally do for me!).
Benjamin continues to grow fat and plump, and I'm pretty sure he said "giddy" (kitty) yesterday. We have gotten Sam and Princess, two tuxedo kittens, for Anthony and Skyanna. Seriously, they are like more work than my 3 kids! They eat non-stop, meow all the time, jump on the table and counters, continually get stuck in cupboards, eat anything on the floor including playdo, and faithfully stink up their cat box a few times every hour! On the other hand, they let the kids man-handle them, sit in the kids laps, purr all the time, and let Sissy carry them around everywhere!
Adam goes back to working nights this week, which means more chances for him to work online during the day time, but less time with the kiddo's at night. I"m a little nervous about getting dinner ready for 3 kids by myself, and clean up, (I'm a stickler for clean up), but will enjoy having him here during the day. Adam brings the kids to school and 8 and picks them up at 3, then leaves to get to work by 4. He has Monday and Sundays off now, and Anthony and dad will be doing Royal Ambassadors at our church on Sunday evenings now!
On Wednesday evenings Skyanna and Anthony will be doing Kids Praise at our church, I'll be helping to teach the 4 year olds, and I have no idea what Ben will do! He's supposed to be in the nursery for one short hour, but he really doesn't do nursery well. Every Sunday I get called to come get him from the nursery; Anthony was the same way when he was a babe! He really didn't start going to nursery/class until he was 3.
We love our new home, and are slowly unpacking. I still have nothing on the walls, but I feel so busy just trying to keep a clean house, keep up on laundry, make meals, and play with the kids! I'm not too worried about decorating at this time.....
My sis-in-law, Kristy, is getting ready to have her baby girl in a few weeks or less! I get to meet my niece at Christmas, and can hardly wait! Kristy and Bub are coming to Texas for Christmas, and bringing Tonka, their sweet little dog. I can't wait to hold that baby girl!!
My mom is coming up middle of September, and my dad and Jill are coming for Ben's Bday in October! I felt the first bit of coolness in the air this morning, it must have been in the high 70's, and I almost needed a sweater! I can't wait for it to cool off so I can go walking again, and the kids can play outside!
Time to put Ben down for his morning nap, and plan dinner for tonight!
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
I waited on the Lord...
"I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand." (Psalm 40:1-2).
OH my goodness, I'd love to say that all of this verse applies to my week, but I really feel that I lost the battle with the "waited patiently" part! It's ironic that this week I began Beth Moore's book, "Get out of that Pit" and it's touching home within my heart...and then..on Sunday, our SMBS teacher gave a talk on satans work in the church, I guess I should have been expecting a blow out of some sorts this week!
God's been leading me in a firm direction closer to his plan for me, and I must say, my path has been quite smooth, until the bumps hit!
First, I was plagued with dreams and thoughts that were not from above, but this worked out okay, because I have a little blessing who wakes me at 5:30am, and during this time I studied and prayed with my Lord.
But due to stressed and insecurities during the week, I somehow backed myself up into a corner, and found myself tearing at my hair to get out!
Skyanna has had numerous tests done this week, we are trying to figure out some urine difficulties we have been having with her. Thank goodness, they tested for Diabetes Insipidus, (through much pain on Sissy's part) and it came back negative! Her glucose is still low, and her energy level up and down, but I have a peace in my heart now. But I will tell you, waiting for those results brought out every sinful thing inside of me, and I struggled through the day on my own strength, which of course, did not work! How do you place your child in God's hands? I thought I had..but when it came down to crunch time, I was still relying on my own strength.
I am also reminded how very lucky we are, as this week has been extremely difficult for many of my dear friends who are struggling with illnesses of their own, or their children. While I was freaking out over the results of a diabetes test, some dear friends were waiting for much more serious results, life changing results, and doing it with a peace that can only be from above! Isolation has been my downfall and crutch this week, as due to unexpected appointments I have missed my weekly mother outings, including an awesome speaker I've been dying to hear!
Today is a relaxed day, (so far!) with plans to take a walk if it warms up, and take Skyanna to speech later in the afternoon. Maybe I'll visit with some girlfriends down the road, that's MY plan anyways..we'll see which direction God has planned for my day!
OH my goodness, I'd love to say that all of this verse applies to my week, but I really feel that I lost the battle with the "waited patiently" part! It's ironic that this week I began Beth Moore's book, "Get out of that Pit" and it's touching home within my heart...and then..on Sunday, our SMBS teacher gave a talk on satans work in the church, I guess I should have been expecting a blow out of some sorts this week!
God's been leading me in a firm direction closer to his plan for me, and I must say, my path has been quite smooth, until the bumps hit!
First, I was plagued with dreams and thoughts that were not from above, but this worked out okay, because I have a little blessing who wakes me at 5:30am, and during this time I studied and prayed with my Lord.
But due to stressed and insecurities during the week, I somehow backed myself up into a corner, and found myself tearing at my hair to get out!
Skyanna has had numerous tests done this week, we are trying to figure out some urine difficulties we have been having with her. Thank goodness, they tested for Diabetes Insipidus, (through much pain on Sissy's part) and it came back negative! Her glucose is still low, and her energy level up and down, but I have a peace in my heart now. But I will tell you, waiting for those results brought out every sinful thing inside of me, and I struggled through the day on my own strength, which of course, did not work! How do you place your child in God's hands? I thought I had..but when it came down to crunch time, I was still relying on my own strength.
I am also reminded how very lucky we are, as this week has been extremely difficult for many of my dear friends who are struggling with illnesses of their own, or their children. While I was freaking out over the results of a diabetes test, some dear friends were waiting for much more serious results, life changing results, and doing it with a peace that can only be from above! Isolation has been my downfall and crutch this week, as due to unexpected appointments I have missed my weekly mother outings, including an awesome speaker I've been dying to hear!
Today is a relaxed day, (so far!) with plans to take a walk if it warms up, and take Skyanna to speech later in the afternoon. Maybe I'll visit with some girlfriends down the road, that's MY plan anyways..we'll see which direction God has planned for my day!
Monday, February 8, 2010
Book club cancelled for me this week...looking like Mom2Mom will be cancelled for me as well..back to isolation! Unless of course, I feel comfortable leaving Ben at home with grandma, but we'll see..he needs his mamma when he's sick! Girls, I'm putting together a prayer scrap book, super tiny, like 4x6 size, if anyone has scrap book page scraps, I'll take'm!! It's actually something we're doing in the mom2mom class, but looks like I'll be doing it from home. Ben still soooo sick, but oxegyn good. Anthony came home from school crying of a headache, and he has an ear infection, his first one! Please pray for Ben, he is so sick and lathargic and miserable, it's hard being little!
Yesterday I had another migraine that took me for a loop, and I'm so thankful it's gone! It seems that I have to be on my toes these days with all the germs going around.
Ooooh, babe crying, he's awake finally. Now will he eat for me???
Yesterday I had another migraine that took me for a loop, and I'm so thankful it's gone! It seems that I have to be on my toes these days with all the germs going around.
Ooooh, babe crying, he's awake finally. Now will he eat for me???
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Counting the Days...
We are counting the days till Christmas, although Anthony thinks that there's a strong possibility Santa may surprise us and show up early. This morning he raced downstairs to check his stocking, hope quickly fading to sadness. The kids each have Christmas chains that they tear off each day, courtesy of Auntie Kristy and Uncle Bub! Grandma Nancy sent some great advent calendars, but Sissy uses hers as a sticker collection book, when she's not tearing pieces off of it!
Yesterday I....(I mean "we") had so much fun setting up the train track and making miniature presents to deliver to our Christmas village! Mamma elf was the best Christmas package maker ever, and I really didn't lose my patience when little hands wanted to "help" tape my miniature packages. Sissy set up her pet shop people around a blue Thomas track, and Anthony used the wooden tracks and added cabins with Lincon Logs. I worked really hard on my little packages, I made like 15 of them, with real wrapping paper and everything! I put them all in neat little piles so the children could divide them evenly and deliver them to our Christmas Village.
I didn't anticipate the tiny little wrappings strewn all over my playroom from my tiny creations, or the screaming that would ensue with the clean up process. Oh, and of course some little presents made it downstairs, and papa had to pick up tiny pieces of paper scattered all through out the house! Oh, by the way, baby elf was sleeping the whole time, thanks to grandma and her quiet bedroom!
I'd like to take this time to pat myself on the shoulder for organizing all the kiddo's toys, includeing their toy chests, and cleaning out my craft drawers in honor of Christmas. Now I fly around here desperately trying to keep toys the way I had them, anticipating how happy my little ones will be with my diligence and perseverance. Sissy destroyed her room in 10 minutes flat, and Anthony re-arranged his to suit his taste. But no fear! I race around frantically and put everything back in it's place, knowing that my order will make Christmas all the nicer.
You know what I've realized through this process? The joy of having things in order is nothing compared to the joy of spreading those toys out to make a Christmas Village, and taking some time to be intimately involved with my children's imagination. I find that I am really not so far from those care free days of childhood, and actually have to reign in my creativity so as not to stifle my kids learning. I still want things my way, and yes Jon, I am still a really sore loser with board games!
Playing with my kids helps me to see them as little people, little creations on loan to me from God, looking to me and Adam to guide them and love them, yet not stifle their desires and imagination. I'm really not so far from childhood, and once in a while, especially this time of year, it's good to go back!
"Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." Matthew 19:14
Yesterday I....(I mean "we") had so much fun setting up the train track and making miniature presents to deliver to our Christmas village! Mamma elf was the best Christmas package maker ever, and I really didn't lose my patience when little hands wanted to "help" tape my miniature packages. Sissy set up her pet shop people around a blue Thomas track, and Anthony used the wooden tracks and added cabins with Lincon Logs. I worked really hard on my little packages, I made like 15 of them, with real wrapping paper and everything! I put them all in neat little piles so the children could divide them evenly and deliver them to our Christmas Village.
I didn't anticipate the tiny little wrappings strewn all over my playroom from my tiny creations, or the screaming that would ensue with the clean up process. Oh, and of course some little presents made it downstairs, and papa had to pick up tiny pieces of paper scattered all through out the house! Oh, by the way, baby elf was sleeping the whole time, thanks to grandma and her quiet bedroom!
I'd like to take this time to pat myself on the shoulder for organizing all the kiddo's toys, includeing their toy chests, and cleaning out my craft drawers in honor of Christmas. Now I fly around here desperately trying to keep toys the way I had them, anticipating how happy my little ones will be with my diligence and perseverance. Sissy destroyed her room in 10 minutes flat, and Anthony re-arranged his to suit his taste. But no fear! I race around frantically and put everything back in it's place, knowing that my order will make Christmas all the nicer.
You know what I've realized through this process? The joy of having things in order is nothing compared to the joy of spreading those toys out to make a Christmas Village, and taking some time to be intimately involved with my children's imagination. I find that I am really not so far from those care free days of childhood, and actually have to reign in my creativity so as not to stifle my kids learning. I still want things my way, and yes Jon, I am still a really sore loser with board games!
Playing with my kids helps me to see them as little people, little creations on loan to me from God, looking to me and Adam to guide them and love them, yet not stifle their desires and imagination. I'm really not so far from childhood, and once in a while, especially this time of year, it's good to go back!
"Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." Matthew 19:14
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Anthony is Santa!
Dec. 19th 2009
Our six year old son, Anthony, has decided to play Santa. The first thing you must realize about Anthony is that he has a huge imagination, along with a mild form of Asperger's, which can quickly lead to meltdown city!
It all started with a pair of reindeer ears that he brought home from school. We quickly all became his reindeer, while he shouted out orders. This included catching popcorn in our mouths for food. My heart was so blessed when he decided to grab a big sack, and put toys in it for boys and girls. Together he and Sissy gathered up a bag of their toys, and prepared to spread the Christmas cheer. Anthony put a pillow under his shirt, wore a cut out beard and santa hat, and slung the bag over his shoulder. Sissy was given the job of reindeer, and helper elf. At his persistance, we waited until nightfall, and then wheeled him out to deliver gifts.
A jolly "ho ho ho!" could be heard from a six year old boy in his make believe sleigh, with a mommy and daddy reindeer taking the lead! His little helper elf was sitting in the back of the wagon with him.
His smile got bigger and prouder as we presented neighbor kids with small gifts, and even when helper elf tried to steal the show by taking the reins from Santa, he was a good sport. Did I mention he had a whip to keep us all in line?
Such a precious Christmas memory, even though it was bitter cold, it taught him the joy of giving, and best of all, he came up with the idea all on his own! We made it through the whole night with no meltdowns from santa, (only santas little helper) and I swear his heart grew 2 sizes!
Our six year old son, Anthony, has decided to play Santa. The first thing you must realize about Anthony is that he has a huge imagination, along with a mild form of Asperger's, which can quickly lead to meltdown city!
It all started with a pair of reindeer ears that he brought home from school. We quickly all became his reindeer, while he shouted out orders. This included catching popcorn in our mouths for food. My heart was so blessed when he decided to grab a big sack, and put toys in it for boys and girls. Together he and Sissy gathered up a bag of their toys, and prepared to spread the Christmas cheer. Anthony put a pillow under his shirt, wore a cut out beard and santa hat, and slung the bag over his shoulder. Sissy was given the job of reindeer, and helper elf. At his persistance, we waited until nightfall, and then wheeled him out to deliver gifts.
A jolly "ho ho ho!" could be heard from a six year old boy in his make believe sleigh, with a mommy and daddy reindeer taking the lead! His little helper elf was sitting in the back of the wagon with him.
His smile got bigger and prouder as we presented neighbor kids with small gifts, and even when helper elf tried to steal the show by taking the reins from Santa, he was a good sport. Did I mention he had a whip to keep us all in line?
Such a precious Christmas memory, even though it was bitter cold, it taught him the joy of giving, and best of all, he came up with the idea all on his own! We made it through the whole night with no meltdowns from santa, (only santas little helper) and I swear his heart grew 2 sizes!
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