Wednesday, August 29, 2012

The bouncy seat tales

See this cute little bouncy seat? We bought it for Reagan a few months ago when he was much smaller. He used to just lay there and kick around in it, but now he thinks he is a big boy, so I found him like this the other day. (Don't worry, he's was strapped in :)  Where did my newborn go??!

Funny story about this seat. The first day we bought it, I put Reagan in it while we ate dinner. See those nice metal bars that stick out from the sides of it just waiting to grab your toes? Well, Joel walked by the seat and caught his toe on it. A few minutes later, he walked by and caught his toe on it again!! And me, of course, being the nice wife that I am, about laughed my head off. " Oh my goodness! I can't believe you did that TWICE! That was hilarious, love! I mean, once was funny, but twice in one night is just too much! hahaha" Yeah, I know, you've already figured out the rest of the story, right? I think that since that day, I have caught my own toe on this chair at LEAST a hundred times. And every time I do, Cosette looks at me and says ''See Mom, you shouldn't have laughed at Daddy!" Or, if she doesn't say that, she gives me a look that lets me know that that is what she's thinking.

Moral of the story? Don't put your baby in a bouncy seat ;) 

Monday, August 27, 2012

Just a little bit of reality

I know, I know, you want less of me talking and more pictures of my kids.

This picture represents typical reality in my life most days: Kids, and a pile of laundry that needs to be dealt with, hehe :) 

Don't you just love the pink marker all over her leg? Lately, she seems to think that her body is a better drawing area than a sheet of white paper.

And Noah....grrr....well, Noah thinks that a blank WALL is the best place to draw. Honestly, before this child gets out of his 'drawing on the wall' phase, we're going to have to re-paint the whole house. (I know, somebody is going to tell me to try magic eraser---doesn't work so well with pen---you have to scrub till your arm falls off. At least, if you're petite like me with almost NO arm muscles, then you have to scrub till your arm falls off.....)

I came out yesterday to find most of my wood dining room floor covered in pink and blue marker. Fortunately, they weren't lying when they said it was 'washable' :)

Oh, and on to more reality. As a marking of the 'end' of summer and beginning of fall, I finally took down our 'Welcome baby Reagan decorations'. Yeah, I know...he's almost five months old. But after nine months of pregnancy and how many hours of labor?.....well, I figured I was entitled to keep up my baby's newborn welcome as long as I wanted to ;) Our pantry doors our now showing off Cosette's recent art work.

Funny thought to end the post: Noah was looking at a Bible picture the other day of Jesus sitting on the edge of a boat teaching. At first he was quite concerned that He was sitting in such a dangerous place. But then he said "At least if Jesus falls in the water, He won't drown, He'll just walk right on top of it!" *smile*

Saturday, August 25, 2012

One more week

I sense fall. I sense it in the air. I feel it coming in the cooler morning temperatures. I saw it today in the beginnings of colored leaves along the highway. And those opening lines sounded exactly like the beginning of Lord of the Rings, lol. Can you tell what my movie tastes are?

Anyway, fall is definitely around the corner, and I've been resisting it very hard, trying to soak up the last of summer.

It's not that I don't like fall---in fact, it's one of my favorite seasons. I just always have trouble saying goodbye to whatever particular season we happen to be in :) But, I think I've decided now to just let go of summer and embrace fall in all it's beauty.

With the recent craze over pinterest, it's been incredibly easy to get ideas swimming through my head to the point that my brain almost hurts! Here's a few that stand out:

I have a nice big front porch, and I seriously wish I could get it looking something like this:

Not gonna happen. Front porches like that take time---planning, shopping, putting it all up---and right now I'm too preoccupied with my kiddos to accomplish anything this beautiful. So I'll just keep looking at this porch all fall and pretending that it's mine ;)

With fall also comes all the dreams and excitement of homeschooling. I love the bright colors of this particular classroom:

I just don't have the decorating genius to think of these things by myself :) If anybody has any great ideas for what I should do with my plain beige walls in our schoolroom, let me know! 

Without a doubt though, my favorite part of fall is the re-introduction of soup into our meal plans. It's so quick to make, and usually the whole family loves a good warm bowl of soup! Some of my favorite 'cozy' memories from growing up include my mom at the stove stirring a pot of her homemade soup. Here's one I'd like to try:

We're enjoying one more week of summer around here, then it's back to the books! I'm looking forward to our fall with eager anticipation :) 

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Nine thousand

No, I do not want to abandon my poor little blog here. So what should a person do when that person has a million things/ideas/inspirations they'd like to post about, and very little time to do so?

Well, pick just one of those things that you're REALLY passionate about and post about that.

So, this post is about food....hmmm......moving right along..... ;)

Our dinner tonight?


Plus this:

Plus these:

equals one of my very favorite, easy to fix meals :)

I calculate that over the past 8.5 years of married life, I have fixed roughly 9,000 meals. Nine THOUSAND meals. Have you stopped to thank a mom in your life today for 'your daily bread'? :) 

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Ever get writers block? Well, I have the opposite of that! I have many ideas/posts running through my head, but my time lately is limited, and I just can't seem to make the time to sit down and type it all out. I am planning to get more into a blogging routine after school starts, so hopefully I'll have more posts up soon :) Until then, don't forget about me ;)

Friday, August 10, 2012

The disease of 'busy'

Okay, so the picture is a little fuzzy, and Leanna isn't smiling---"Why is she posting this?" you're asking.

Well, I'm glad you asked that :) It goes along perfectly with the point I want to make right now.

Today on Facebook, a friend posted a link to an article---here it is if you want to read it.

It's a long article, but I found it worth the read. Basically, the author is suggesting that people in general are too busy---we feel compelled to fill every single moment of every single day with 'stuff'---work, classes, groups, meetings, rehearsals, etc, etc. And, if it's not enough that we as adults are so busy, we go and make our KIDS busy too---from a full day of school to music lessons to soccer practice to ballet class to art class...they never stop! They never have time to just, well, be kids! To run and play and ride bikes and curl up with a good book---they're just too darn busy!

And, as if all that isn't bad enough----have you ever noticed most people's response when you ask them how they've been? "Oh, busy......CRAZY busy!" Never do people say "Oh, just enjoying life, taking it slow" The author of this article suggests that the reason for this is that we've learned to equate 'busyness' with 'value'. If I'm really busy, then I must be worth something, and everybody will think more of me.

Ever notice the facebook status updates? "Today I .................and then you get a long list of everything that person has done for the entire day----as if you really wanted to know when they brushed their teeth and drank their morning coffee!

Can I make a suggestion? Can I suggest that we stop finding our value in what we do, but rather who we ARE in Christ?  Doesn't the Bible say something like "I will boast in nothing else but Jesus Christ and Him crucified?"

Fitting more into my schedule doesn't make me worth more than the Smiths down the street. In fact, it may actually be a negative thing for my family----my children need me----not some crazy form of mom running around from one activity to the next. Married couples need to actually spend time together, rather than watch each other all week running in and out from one obligation to the next. Single people need time with others to build relationships and reach out to others.

I think that maybe, if we open up our own schedules a little, we may also open up our eyes to other people around us. We may stop trying to impress others with how busy WE are, and instead start thinking about how we can use some of that extra gained time from quitting other activities to help somebody else.

Here are two practical steps for doing this:

1. Find one unnecessary thing in your schedule this week and cut it out. Simple, right? Take ten extra minutes one night to lay on the couch and let your little girl line all her babies up on you. (Thus, the above picture ;) Maybe actually eat dinner with your family instead of grabbing something through drive-through on your way to your next activity. Take some cookies to a widow in your town and sit and visit with her for a while.

2. Stop using our 'busyness' to brag to others and make yourself feel more worthwhile. Start posting status updates that will be a blessing to others instead of trying to make them think more of you. When somebody asks you 'So, how have you been lately?', don't say "Busy!!!"---answer instead with "Incredibly blessed and thankful!"

My plans for tomorrow? To enjoy a calm and restful Saturday playing with my children---I will NOT be running from one thing to the next, and I'm not ashamed to admit it :)

Tuesday, August 07, 2012


I imagine that as adults, the six years age difference between these two will seem like nothing. But for now, I'm thankful that Reagan has big brothers to look up to, and glad that his big brothers can learn a little compassion, gentleness and carefulness through the blessings of having a little brother :)

Sunday, August 05, 2012

5 good reasons I'm ignoring the mess in my boy's room

Reasons why I refuse to clean up my boy's room anymore:

1. It hurts my back. Bend over, pick up the lego, straighten back up. Bend over, pick up another lego, straighten back get the point.

2. It's dangerous. "Ouch, I stepped on a lego!" "Ouch, I stepped on another lego" "Ouch! There's another one!"

3. It makes me grumpy. "Why do all the legos end up on the floor anyway? There's a table for the legos! Don't dump the legos on the floor, for cryin' out loud!"

4. They need to learn to do it themselves, if it takes until they're 20. "Pick up a lego. Okay, now pick up another lego! Good! There's a hundred more legos on the floor, keep picking them up!"

5. There's a zillion other more productive things I'd rather be doing with my time.... like picking the legos up off of the LIVING ROOM floor ;)

(Okay, okay, I joke, but I really am thankful my boys love their legos.....thankful for the people who have GIVEN my boys legos....thankful for the awesome things they build and the brain power they encourage.....just wish the little things didn't hurt so bad! ;)  And, I guess in all reality I'll probably just be ignoring that mess up there until, well, I just can't ignore it anymore! ;) And then, it's back to the lego picking up we go!

Thursday, August 02, 2012

The unnecessary burden, or ''My yoke is easy and my burden light"

It's easy to do. You're standing there at 8:30 at night, still washing the dinner dishes. Your day started at 5:30 a.m., and you've gone without stopping. And looking ahead into your night, you realize that before 'bed' happens, you still have to nurse a baby, start that last load of laundry, pick up the toys in the living room, send a couple of e-mails, and maybe...maybe you'll get to take a shower. Only so you can start it all over again at 5:30 the next morning.

Somehow, the joy walked out the back door. And your spirit droops....and you can feel your attitude turning sour. "Why should I have to do all this work? Nobody understands how HARD I work! The pressures are too great, the responsibilities too heavy! Oh, woe is me! Poor, poor me!"  And before you know it, you sound like a whiny four year old. (Saying 'YOU sound like' is easier than admitting that this has actually been me on several occasions---thus, the reason for not writing this in first person, haha)

Sound familiar? If so, please, please, please, go read this . This experienced mother puts it so much more clearly than I ever could. It's a beautiful on Jesus.....sing to Jesus......give Him your unnecessary this post, and be blessed! :)


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