What the Memory Holds

Attempt no. 23,252

2012-01-18T15:51:00.004-06:00

Once again, I revisit my attempt to blog. I think my goal was set too high - but what is life but a series of trials and errors.

I still feel compelled to write; however, as Paul explained in Romans - that which I want to do I do not do - but that which I do not want to do I find myself doing (a loose paraphrase). I have spent way too much time cleaning, and not nearly enough studying and writing.

One thing I have begun that I am loving is sewing. My darling husband bought me a sewing machine for Christmas and I have found a sewing partner. We have met twice on Friday mornings to sew. Thus far, I have made a reusuable snack bag, a skirt, a cover for one of my daughter's games, and a travel-sized pillow case. This weekend we will take on pajama pants. I am thoroughly enjoying this creative outlet, and I've been so proud of my end results. I'll keep you updated.

Another sidetrack that has taken up some time is pinterest. I love it, but I have to now set a goal of completing something that I've repinned. It should be interesting to narrow that one down - why don't you let me know how you're accomplishing this task.

Well -I'm out of time for today, but I'll try to revisit soon. Until next time . . .

the continual attemptor!!

The Real Me

2011-09-28T11:00:00.001-05:00

Well – I think it's clear I have two personalities. There is the me that keeps the house running, gets the kids to school, then comes home to exercise, read my Bible, and write down my thoughts to share with others (the one with the easy-going routine). Then there is the other me. The me that works outside the home and can't handle it.

The longest length of time I've ever taken off without working since graduating from college is about three months (summertime). But, there has always been the school year in plain view just a few weeks away. When C (my oldest) was a year and a half, I made a decision to stay home permanently to be homemaker and stay-at-home mom. I still did some work on the side though. Then, I had R. I continued to do some side work (not much, but some). When R. was just over one, I couldn't do it anymore (it being stay at home every day which I really hadn't done anyway). I went back to work part-time and still managed to do some work on the side. Thus, some weeks I was really a full-time inside-outside-the-home worker (confused yet?).

This year I decided to take some time off to see what I really want to be and where God might want to place me in the future. (Ha). So – I quit my part-time job. Um – then I agreed to substitute, and still do some side work (still couldn't do just the stay-at-home-only thing).

There were about three and a half months where there was no work outside the home and no school year in plain view. It took three months for me to come to terms with the idea of not reporting to a job and to embrace it. I thoroughly enjoyed the two weeks after I got into a routine and began writing. The "nice" me took over. My home was kept –not to perfection, but kept. My kids and husband were happy, because mommy was happy and pleasant. My PMS wasn't as bad; my mood swings weren't as noticeable. I felt right with God and things were going well.

Then I started substituting -three days in a row one week. Three days this week. Guess who reared her head over the weekend? The other me – the one who works outside the home and can't handle it.

Let me stop here and get something straight lest I upset someone unintentionally. I do not think that working moms have it harder or easier; I do not think that stay-at-home moms have it harder or easier. I am not making a statement on which one works harder or is Biblical. I'm not going there – believe me! I know we all have too much to do these days which ever we choose. I'm just sharing my experience. (And, no I'm not minimalizing the seriousness of mental health disorders either.)

I guess cannot accept myself as a stay-at-home mom. I feel compelled to work outside the home. I don't know why – I think it has something to do with earning a paycheck. Somehow I link a paycheck to my worth – and believe me I know that is far from the truth. (Yes, I have seen all the email forwards describing the worth of a stay-at-home mom). I also know I am ugly when I am too busy. I am ugly when I feel too much pressure in the schedule. I was more pleasant when I did not have an employer to report to – when there was no paycheck. This is my problem. God will work to clean me up, I am certain.

I'm not sure where to go with this, other than to confess that I haven't followed my own advice this weekend – much less God's commandments. I was constantly losing my temper, acting foolish, complaining, and displaying many other selfish behaviors. There is a clear discrepancy between who I want to be and what I know I can be, and what I am when I am working outside the home. I know Paul expounds on this in Romans chapter 7.

"I want to do what is good, but I don't. I don't want to do what is wrong, but I do it anyway." Romans 7:19

It goes to show me that real life interferes with the ideal. It's the reason we can't do it alone; we must give each day to the Lord and ask Him to walk us through. We must constantly return to him throughout the day and receive His guidance as we walk – whether that be throughout our house or throughout an office or school.

It's also the reason I long for heaven. I feel that we will have responsibilities in heaven, but I know that we will also be in the constant presence of Jesus. I know that somehow we will be restored and rid of this transitory body and mind with all of its flaws.

"Dear friends, now we are children of God and what we will be has not yet been made known.

But we know that when He appears, we shall be like Him." 1 John 3:2

Until then – I must travel this journey called life to the best of my ability – always asking forgiveness of those I hurt in the meantime – always asking forgiveness from my Father whom I have taken up the calling to represent – always seeking to place His will before my own. It's easier said than done.

And one day – probably not until I'm on the other side of life, my two personalities will sync – and I'll be the nice (Godly) me all the time.

So – if you feel compelled – say a prayer for both of me (haha) and for the family who has to deal with both of me. J

The two-sided writer

Slivers of Dust

2011-09-19T10:55:00.000-05:00

Looking around my bathroom as I blow dry my hair, I see slivers of dust that I missed when I cleaned the bathroom yesterday. You know, the beveled edge of the door engravings, the crack where the door closes, one corner of the chair rail by the linen closet. These are places that are not noticeable – and really, who sees them except for me and my husband – no one else comes into our bathroom – but to a perfectionist with an eye for detail, these minor remnants remind me that this room isn’t as clean as I think it is. Now my paranoid mind begins to ponder where else dirt and grime may be that I can’t see. In the end, I remind myself that I never claimed to be a great house cleaner, and probably could not win an award for housecleaning in most contests, even if I tried.

Does this relate to my spiritual life? I think so. To be frank, I have been plagued lately with some indications that I haven’t been as sensitive to some groups as the Lord would have me to be. I hope I don’t step on any toes, because this doesn’t mean I don’t love these individuals, or that I don’t want to be more sensitive to them – it just indicates that there are slivers of dust in my heart that I have been previously unaware of.

It was first brought to my attention a few days ago when a friend invited me to a MOPS group. I thought to myself – now why in the world would I want to attend a Mothers of Preschooler’s group – when I no longer have a preschooler? Why would I want to subject myself to all that whining (the babies), and sleep- deprived talk (the mommies) about bottles, breastfeeding, diapers, and such? I’m past that phase – and right now, I have no interest in going back. And honestly, the more I thought about it – the more irritated I started to feel at the thought of toddlers interrupting my all-important conversations. At first, I just felt a little tap from God – like maybe that’s not the best reaction to have to such an invitation. But, as you and I know, when God wants to make us aware of something – He does. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that my insensitivity to this group of moms is not right; in fact, it’s downright sinful. Yes, I have made it through that phase, but I’m just in another one that may annoy someone else when I complain and talk nonstop about discipline and other elementary problems. Perhaps I should stop to look back and determine what could have made that time more pleasurable and less dreaded for me. Then, maybe I’d know how I can minster to these individuals.

This is not the only sliver of dust on my “supposedly-cleaned-up heart.” What about the homeless? Oh – you don’t want to go there? Well, neither do I – but didn’t God say “the righteous care about justice for the poor” (Pro. 29:7)? The pan-handlers are everywhere in our town. I rarely stop at a corner where there isn’t someone holding a sign asking for money or food, or a job. My reaction – look away, don’t make eye contact, try to read the sign if possible without them knowing just out of curiosity, glance around the car to see if I have anything to give them, then pull away as soon as the cars ahead move on. The whole time, I’m rationalizing – thinking of excuses and the stories we’ve all heard. There are agencies who help them; some haven’t accepted a job when they were offered because they make more on the corner; many will buy booze (we can see that evidence for ourselves under the overpass); some have tossed away the food given when the car pulled away, and one robbed and stole from the very church that was inviting him in. But for all of these excuses –there have been some good stories too. The one that ran over to share his food with his friends; the lady who practically dove into the leftover salad my friend handed to her; the one who stole the car so he could get to his grandson because he was desperate to see him before it was too late. So, how do I figure out what to do with this information? How do I discern which ones to help and which ones to avoid at all cost? I don’t know. I do know that God wouldn’t allow me to see them on every corner and constantly convict my heart about them if there wasn’t something I could be doing to minster to them. In fact, when was the last time I gave to that ministry that exists to help them? When was the last time I tried to give them food? Not recently enough.

My point is what are your slivers of dust -those hidden dirty areas that no one really sees except for you and God? What are the issues that God keeps nudging you on that you know are keeping the room of your heart from being spotless? Let’s be honest with ourselves. Scripture says “there is no one righteous, not even one . . .” Romans 3:9. If you love the Lord and want to walk in His ways, then ask Him to examine your heart and show you the unclean areas. (Ps. 139:23-24). Then let’s pray that God would help us to look sharp in His ways.

After all – we are only fooling ourselves if we think we haven’t missed anything.

the dusty writer

Driving Crazy

2011-09-13T11:15:00.000-05:00

As a mom, I am constantly confronted with attitudes, behaviors, and speech that are not Godly (and no, I am not talking about my own this time – though I could . . . for a long time). Usually, I find these attitudes, behaviors, and speech to be annoying. This annoyance could indicate one of two things in me and one of two things in my children: my unGodliness , through my lack of patience; or just my misunderstanding; and my child’s unGodliness or just plain childishness).

God has assigned to me the responsibility of training my child in righteousness. So, when I come across these behaviors or attitudes, it is my job to discern the situation, correct the child if needed, and guide us all back on course. As with any correction, whether it be correcting a car, a spaceship, or a line; small corrections lead to large results. If I make a minute correction of the steering wheel, then it leads the car on a new path. In order to drive straight down the highway, I am constantly making small adjustments to the steering wheel. Making a major adjustment would send me off the road or out of control. When guiding my child, can I look at the situation the same manner?

An attitude is displayed, or a behavior is exhibited, then I go into crazy mom mode and punish, correct, lecture, worry, and/or stress over my child’s attitude or behavior. I fret, wondering if I have done the right thing, questioning how this child got this way, pondering what I should continue to do or what I should redo or change. This would be like that major correction of the steering wheel I mentioned – if I remain on this course I could be driving my child away from the Lord, or we are just plain out of control (which would also be away from the Lord). Instead, I should look at the situation and ask God to help me determine what small correction is needed.

Christ doesn’t try to teach me every truth from Scripture all at once. If he yanked the wheel every time I messed up, I would feel overwhelmed and certain that there would be no reason to try because I’d be unsuccessful anyway. He understands my immaturity and takes me, one little correction at a time, in the right direction.

“The Lord, the Lord, the compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness, maintaining love to thousands, and forgiving wickedness, rebellion and sin.”

Ex. 34 6-7

This would be the reason I have been a Christian for almost twenty years and some days behave the same way I would have twenty years ago. Now, don’t get me wrong, overall I feel that I have gained Christlikeness and matured in many areas. I now at least realize I am not a slave to sin; however, by no means am I just like Christ.

My children on the other hand have been expected to produce every fruit God mentions. It’s almost as if I expect that because I’m teaching them young, because they are being brought up from birth bathed in the Word of God, they will just naturally walk in the ways of God. Not true. God says that we are all under the curse of Adam (Eph. 5:1). Believe it or not, even that sweet baby who looks so innocent has a heart that is bent towards wrong; he just hasn’t had the opportunity to act on it. God says we are all born with a sinful human nature.

“Surely I was sinful at birth, sinful from the time my mother conceived me.” Ps. 51

I know my sinful unrealistic expectations of my children are doing them harm, but how do I stop? How do I stop expecting them to live perfect Christian lives, to be naturally bent towards God – when I know the truth is that none of us are.

(Indulge me a moment) I need to make a "u-turn" on the road of parenting. I need to begin to look at these behaviors as normal human nature. And when the occasions arise, as they will every day, many times, I need to trust God to guide me in making small corrections. One attitude today isn’t going to predict my child’s adulthood. Now, left on that path, it certainly may. (Of course then we could get into trusting the Lord to detour the child, or place another car in the way – agghhh – this could go on forever). But, what I think the Lord is teaching me today is to relax – not catastrophize every behavior, word, or attitude my child has. He is human, after all; he got it from me and great grandfather Adam. :)

“Help me Lord, today – to accept my children for who they are, the natural born sinners. Help me to guide them gently on your path, not “drive” them crazy as an attempt to direct their course. Give me the patience, the wisdom, and the knowledge through your Holy Spirit on this moment-by-moment parenting adventure. And above all, help me to love them unconditionally, as you have loved me and given yourself for me.”

the still immature writer

Faith, In What?

2011-09-06T10:44:00.000-05:00

I have a question for you today - just to get you thinking. Do you walk in faith in God or do you say that you believe, then walk in faith in something of this world?

I am a born-again believer in Jesus Christ, yet I tend to place more faith in the things of this world than I do in God. For example, do I trust my security system to keep me safe at night or my Father God who promises to love, protect, and never forsake me? (Joshua 1:5) I am not saying that setting my security system is wrong or against Scripture. What happens though when I have set it, and I hear a sound in the night? Do I immediately think I'm okay because the alarm will go off and scare the burglar, or do I think I'm okay because my God will take care of me? I have to admit, there have been many times that I have fallen asleep only because I was sure I had set the alarm.

Another example is my current leap of faith. I quit my "day" job to pursue other areas of passion and talents (skills). But what have I found myself doing? First, I started doing crazy surveys to earn fifty cents here and a dollar there. Second, I stooped even lower to opening junk emails to earn five cents or even a penny. What was I thinking? I'll tell you exactly what I was thinking - I've got to make things happen. I've been fretting and stressing over getting work so much that I have failed to enjoy this adventure with God. Do I trust him to make things happen? I say I do, then I walk in disbelief.

Moses and the Israelites were on the edge of the Red Sea, and the Egyptians were quickly approaching. Moses told the people that God would deliever. "Then the Lord said to Moses, 'Why are you crying out to me? Tell the Israelites to move on'." What? Was Moses thinking, "The sea is in front of us, should we build a bridge, make some floats, what should we do to move on?" No, God said He would make a way if they just believed. He told Moses to raise his hands over the sea, and God parted the Red Sea.

This passage is not a reproach to spending time in prayer, but an encouragement to walk in faith. Moses spent much time with God. What I believe God is now saying is, "It is time to walk in it!" After visiting God in a matter, we don't have to fret over what He's directing us to do, but walk forth as we are trusting Him to make a way when a way can't be seen.

What do I trust in really? Do I trust in what I can see and worry when that doesn't seem to be panning out? That's not faith. "Now faith is being sure of what we hope for, and certain of what we do not see." Hebrews 11:1

I hope you stop to consider your faith walk today; I'm trying,

the sometimes faithful writer

I'm Back

2011-09-01T11:38:00.000-05:00

I'm Back

Once again, I am revisiting my own blog. Amazing, right? There is so much to say - so much has happened and changed since I last wrote. I told you I would be entering a new phase of life, didn't I? Well - I'm here and I'm literally here!

My goal is to post a short blog at least three times a week. Unlike some of you, my writing takes time. I might rewrite a sentence three to five times before returning to the original sentence, and still not be happy with it. That's just me.

Today I have a bit of a rant - humor me, please?

Are you familiar with the security box most websites now utilize to ensure that we are not robots? You know the ones that require you to enter the "letters you see above." Now, I don't know much about how the Internet works; in fact, it blows my mind to begin considering how much information is literally floating through the air we breathe . . . hey, maybe that's where my more frequent allergies are coming from . . . but really, can't they find a way to make these letters readable to the normal person? Is my brain that much more advanced than a computer's that I am expected to translate their messy fonts? For years I have had to grade papers handwritten by America's (and other countries') high school students, and I still miraculously manage to see without glasses.

Anyway - several days this week I have encountered these torturous devices, and I have gotten stuck. I enter what I see, and the page reloads and says I have entered the letters incorrectly. So, I try again, and again, and again. Then I ask for new letters, and try again, and again. One day I tried three sets of letters before I could move along with my task. By the time I had finished that exercise, my brain was spent and I had forgotten what it was I had intended to complete.

Whatever! Please forgive me. My first blog back and I'm confessing my ignorance. Hah -just like someone who wants to be taken seriously, right?

Well - until next time - it has been fun! Got a girl I got to go get! (My attempt at alliteration.)

the hopeful non-writer

Only Time Will Tell

2011-03-08T20:08:00.000-06:00

April 29, 2009 -the date of my last post.

Unbelievable! I cannot and yet I can believe that I haven't taken time to write since then. Time to close facebook and dust off the keyboard. Mute the television, leave the dirty dishes, ignore the buzzing dryer, delay the necessary sleep and open up my mind.

Wow - dusty in there too. Time to weed through Barney jingles, preschool themes, and the responsiblities of a mom of two young children.

Why? I've got a seven-year-old and a five-year-old with her first loose tooth. They are growing up quickly. I at least have every other minute or so to take a breath now. Guess what , I am still me - just hidden under a few layers. If I can't see me, you can't.

"What the Memory Holds" - boy does that say it all. I am not sure - but I will attempt to delve in again and discover what may be hanging on.

A new season feels close by. No, not springtime in the south - but school-age children and a bit more time.

I seek the road my Father has for me - will you walk with me - challenging me - pointing out the obvious (to you).

I hope it's not all hot air - only time will tell.

Au Revoir

A feel a change coming on

2009-02-24T21:33:00.000-06:00

Yep, cheesy - but I am posting - so this is a change; I added some gadgets - therefore more change. Ha.

Well - can't say much because this computer is on its way out of life (battery is dying). Enjoyed a wonderful trip to Disney this weekend with my sweet husband - sans kiddos. It was marvelous to be just a couple again - although we did miss those babes greatly. The best part was knowing it was just a vacation - much needed.

We had dinner at California Pizza Kitchen, then walked the expensive Millenia Mall (even had security guards within stores - such as Tiffany's). Saturday we went to the Magic Kingdom where we rode Space Mountain (I am not a rollercoaster lover, but I did it). Saturday night we ate at O'Hanas (which is at the Polynesian Resort). To say it was delicious is an understatement. I insist you go when you visit Disney. That was our second time and we will go back. Sunday we drove home. It was a splendid time. No pictures though - just good memories.

The kids went to two Mardi Gras parades, stayed up very late, and I am sure ate lots of junk. They were happy to see us though - Riley was attached the night we returned.

I thank God for my wonderful husband who planned this great belated Valentine's weekend for me, and for wonderful in-laws who would care for our children in such a way that we could relax knowing they were doing just fine without us.

Life is good - and the memory will be special always.

We have decided that our weekend away without kids will be an annual event from now on. If you haven't tried it - do it soon.

Until the memory works again - I'll put my mind to rest.

Lazy, Lazier, Laziest

2009-02-05T19:02:00.000-06:00

We tried on our hats and then took a family drive in them. It was a wildly entertaining and freeing evening.

Icicles in Florida - the homemade kind of course. Thanks, Daddy. We did them again last night but I am too lazy to download those pics. Maybe later.
Riley just got her ballet outfit. She was practicing before practice. Only thirty minutes later and the knees were both stained with grass, then pavement and blood. I haven't been able to get the stains out. Just like an almost three year old.

Thought I'd update some pics and list my most recent meals. Just to note - I stayed in my pj's until 3:00 today and only changed so my husband wouldn't freak. :) Loved every minute of it. Caleb never changed. It was a rare, yummy, cozy day at home.

Meals
Red Beans and brown rice with low sodium turkey sausage, wheat yeast rolls (Caleb eats this about every other time I make it, the other nights he just doesn't eat; both pick out the sausage and sometimes the rice.

Nacho salad made with multigrain chips, ground turkey ground meat, spinach lettuce; guacomole, tomato, black beans, and light sour cream. Kids avoid most except for meat and cheese.

Peas, Mashed potatoes, and grilled steaks (thin)

Now my mind blanks, but those are a few recent ones - I'll post more later. Nacho salads are my favorite and have so many redeeming qualities.

Rite of passage

2009-01-07T19:54:00.000-06:00

Just thought I'd catch up on some of the kids antics.

Today Riley completed a Glazier child rite of passage. She got her leg caught in the end table. Caleb did this a few years ago; I freaked while Bryan lotioned his leg and carefully removed it. I can remember it like it was yesterday, his leg was bent with the knee sticking through two bars of the mission style end table. Today I hear Riley calling that she was stuck, with a quiet cry. When I saw what was going on, I thought I'd seen that before. Same position. This time I didn't freak. I calmed her down and asked her not to move, then I went to get her favorite lotion. I covered her leg and she helped me remove it. She said it hurt, but was too preoccupied with rubbing in the excess lotion, then trying to get some for her hands too. So, for girls, lotion works double time.

Antic number two, yesterday I was sitting on the couch catching a glimpse at the news while the kids played out back. I had opened the window so I could hear them better. Next thing I hear is, let's try this. Then I see and feel dirt flying in front of my face. They had tested the screen to see if dirt would go through or bounce off as it does on a window. Needless to say, they had to wipe up the windowsill, floor, etc. It was very messy (but you do have me beat, Amanda).

I'm sure I'll add more soon, these things tend to happen every day. :)

Merry Christmas Wishes

2008-12-22T15:31:00.000-06:00

Make a Smilebox greeting

2008-12-12T15:28:00.000-06:00

I hope this works, this is just one of many fun moments at Disney. I think Riley was just stunned to be meeting the real princess. She was so excited. It was great. I will upload more later.

2008-11-19T21:32:00.000-06:00

The Blues flying high in formation.

My two models on a helicopter.

In front of a big airplane (I'm so technical).

Only a few minutes into the show - still sitting.

Caleb and a pilot who decided his career at five when he attended his first Blue Angel's air show.

Just checking in. We had a great weekend with the Blue Angels and my family in town to celebrate Caleb's birthday. I never get tired of watching fast airplanes - maybe I missed my calling. Not - they do need spectators.

Now trying to make it through Thanksgiving festivities at school.

Riley is creating more stories each day. She definitely has an imagination and her own mind. She is not easily swayed.

Caleb is getting so big - and testing his limits again.

Both have entered the "whine zone." I never thought I'd say I'm tired of all of the whining - I have often heard other mothers say that. Now I know. I thought I'd be better at preventing it - nope! That's what I get for thinking. Ha Ha

My baby's 5th birthday

2008-11-03T21:37:00.001-06:00

Today is Caleb's 5th birthday. Happy Birthday, Caleb. It seems just like yesterday I was leaking water while I talked to my mom on the phone at 8PM on Sunday night. I told her we'd let her know what was going on. That night she and my sister drove four hours to make it in time for Caleb's birth - only to wait in the waiting room for 13 hours. Yes, I didn't have him until 1 PM Monday afternoon. He was slow a coming. :)

We celebrated today with cupcakes at school, then family time at Chuck E Cheese. Bryan was out of town, but I sent him lots of pictures. We'll celebrate again in two weeks when my family comes to see the Blue Angel's Homecoming show. We have purchased front row seats with food included. Yippee!! I should have some great pics after that.

One of our friends/co-teachers at preschool asked Caleb this morning if he had gotten a haircut. I said a week ago. She said he just looked older today. I must admit I'm teary eyed thinking about that right now. She didn't even know it was his birthday. How ironic. I thank God for him every day - even on those trying days.

He is my sweet, affectionate, touchy-feely child with my melancholy personality. Probably will be type A, and definitely serious-minded. He is always thinking, worrying about something - but sure knows how to be silly. We really are a lot alike. And, he is so photogenic. I love most pictures of him - so handsome and adorable.

Thank God for my five year old baby boy.

I'm back

2008-11-01T22:11:00.000-05:00

Our first pumpkin carving went well.

Riley smacked her head again - she really is a blonde, and two.

This is a forced smile - "Mom made me or I would be in big trouble."

This was the original pose - not really liked by Mom.

I love hot chocolate or "cocoa." And the spiderman cup was new to me, because I forgot I got it last year. Go, Mom!

Caleb is grumpy after a forced nap - notice the number of "forcings" going on at nearly five.

We fellowshipped and went trick-or-treating with friends last night. Thanks Jennie for inviting us. I forgot the camera, however. But, I did take some pics last weekend at our church's fall festival. Caleb was a pilot and Riley, a cheerleader. Caleb wanted to be Darth Vader badly, but I just wouldn't allow it this year. He finally asked, "Can I pretend to be Darth Vader in my pilot costume?" I said sure. He didn't though. Riley wanted to be a princess, so I told her she was a princess cheerleader, it worked. I guess next year I'll have to give in and let them pick. I just so happened found their costumes on clearance several months ago at our party store - so Mom won this year.

We had a pirate dress up day for MOPS; Riley is not a pirate, but a princess - so she didn't participate.

We had Hay Day at school - thus the cowboy/cowgirl pics.

Finally, the cold weather is wonderful. Caleb loves hot chocolate or as he calls it hot cocoa (and he corrects me often). Riley just likes the marshmellows. And, we carved our first pumpkins. We even roasted the seeds. Riley and I liked them, Caleb and Bryan not so much. Fun times.

Well, hope you have a great Lord's day tomorrow - and don't forget to change those clocks. I am sure we'll be up at 5:00 AM. Good night, now, I'd better get to bed early. LOL.

I tried to figure out the captions; I'll keep practicing. Thanks, Amanda.

Farm Trip and others

2008-10-23T20:23:00.000-05:00

Well, we just took our second annual farm trip to Beebe Farm. The kids had a wonderful time; and Riley got two rides on the ponies. (I stealthily put her on for a second ride.) Here are a few pics. We missed our friends Ms. Jenny and Ella - sorry I only sent an email invitation and not a personal one or a call. We'll go again next year - it is great fun.

Caleb and I are supposed to go to a different farm tomorrow, but it is raining tonight - so I am not sure if it will be cancelled. I'll let you know next month. Just kidding.

I found many other shots before I ever located farm pics, sorry. Riley's pajama day; Caleb's circus day (a tiger), a Saturday family walk; tower of toys, and fishing with grandpa. I think that's all. I haven't figured out how to put captions; I am sure it is easy, but I am clueless.

Have a great month. :)
sheree

Thanks Amanda for calling me out of the blog dust

2008-10-07T21:43:00.000-05:00

Amanda tagged me to list ten of Bryan's favorite things. I'll try, but they change so often. :) I tell him he's a girl or something - mostly though, he's a dreamer - good change from my non-dream life.

I'm tired and have a headache, so I won't add pics as Amanda did - I am not an over acheiver tonight.

However, I did want to mention that I am noticing a two month blog update pattern here - so sorry.

Here goes:
1. Boats (he has wanted one for many years and came so close this summer, not yet.
2. Water (goes with the boat, but really he just loves to watch, listen, fish, boat, etc.)
3. Me (he'd have to since he's put up with me for 10 years. Really, I am thankful to have a husband that adores me, and whom I adore.)
4. Computers (or does he hate them, no I think he secretly loves them; he knows so much about them and enjoys fooling around with them. Good thing, because I don't know much.)
5. Self Improvement - to explain, he is always willing to see his faults and work on them - or improve himself - for example, he is working on his Ph.D, faithful in working out, and looks for ways to improve in every area. I am proud of him.
6. Pink bubble gum ice cream - or any other ice cream (I love this about him; we share a love for Baskin Robbins - or any milkshake)
7. Clothes shopping - I tell him he's a girl - but really he has more style than I, and I am glad that he cares about the way he looks
8. Chinese food - I deal with it because I love him - thankfully he really does adore me and doesn't ask very often.
9. Guy movies (and secretly Romantic comedies) - Thank you, honey. :)
10. Christmas - he loves everything about it and is like a kid just talking and thinking about it only being two months away. How sweet.

Now, I hope that is legible - I really am tired. I now tag Jenny because she is the only other blog I read besides Amanda and Theresa. Good night.

So sorry . . .

2008-08-03T20:46:00.000-05:00

I'm so sorry that I haven't been faithful to my blog. I don't think I have many readers, but I love reading Jenny's and Amanda's, so I'll update a bit. We have done so much since that June entry that I couldn't catch up, so I'll write just a few more current items and try to include pics.

We successfully threw a 40th anniversary party for my in-laws.

Bryan and I will celebrate 10 years on Friday, Aug. 8. He will celebrate 34 years of life on the 6th. Big week.

I sewed a dress! Enough said.

We raised a catepillar until we released it as a butterfly. Actually, we lost our first catepillar (he escaped); but we successfully raised the second one. Thanks Corrie for giving us another one.

We are still working on potty-training; going well. Tonight Riley went to sleep without a pacifier (don't know how it will go in the middle of the night when she wakes, but it's a start).

My grandmother was in ICU, and is now out. Please pray for salvation, as she has made it clear that she is okay with dying soon. I'm not so okay with that because I know what happens next. She doesn't believe in heaven or hell as such, just heaven or the next place, I guess.

School begins in two weeks and I have a great assistant whom I am excited to be working with.

I'm now on Facebook, so look me up if you are too. I can't keep up with that either, so don't worry. :)

Funny notes: Caleb has decided to focus on "service" and "slavery" lately. He says that he wants me to serve him or he'll serve us; other times he asks, "What am I, your slave?" Cracks me up.

He and Riley also learned the Ten Commandments. Later in the week we were looking at an old photo album. There was a picture of me with an ex-boyfriend. He didn't say anything then. But later, so innocently, he says, "Mommy, adultery means you only hold daddy's hand, right?" I say, "Yes, baby, God only wants you to hold hands and kiss your husband or wife." He then says, "But I saw you holding hands with another man in that picture." I had to explain that was before I ever knew daddy, and so now I only hold daddy's hands,etc. (Just a question - is it weird for me to have that picture around?)

Riley now grabs anything and runs and throws it behind her bookcase to "hide" it. She actually cheered for me in a public restroom for going potty, saying it "makes me so happy." (These are always my words for her). She was singing one day, "Oh where, oh where could my pacifier be? Oh where, oh where could it be?" (Oh, where, oh, where could that little dog be?) Very creative, I thought. Also, we found the pacifier in the VCR (later we also found a DVD and a wooden peg). And yes, it still works.

One last note about the pics. We bought sparklers. Bad idea for a 2 year old. Riley has burned her hand twice in her life already (iron once - really bad; and a lamp - bad, but not as bad as iron.) Now, she has been burned three times - sparkler. It was burned out and she took off running from us - before we could get it she grabbed the other end. Not so bad this time, but still a burn. That girl . . .

Enough rambling - I've gone on too long, so I'll add some pics now and be done.
Have a great week (or more likely, month :) Sorry about the lack of grammatical correctness, it's late and I don't really care right now - I'm just trying to spill the beans. LOL
sheree

Done and looking forward to the weekend.

2008-06-22T21:24:00.000-05:00

Hallelujah, five-squared in an operatic tone. :)I'm done grading until fall - although I am so thankful for the job, and I do enjoy it for the most part - it is time consuming and tiring. Not to mention, we had ceramic tile installed and it took longer than expected. Then Bryan decided to paint the closest before we put everything back in, so my house was a DISASTER for two weeks. I couldn't stand it anymore. Finally, it is back to normal. The kids have been a true test of patience; however, now that I think about it objectively - if I've felt so out of control and chaotic and busy, they must have too. I pray, yes, I pray that they improve quickly. The good thing is, I leave Friday for a girl's weekend in Atlanta. Beth Moore, Kay Arthur, and Pamela ?Shriver? here we come. I can't wait. But, don't let me get ahead of myself. This week is VBS - yes Outrigger Island. I am a wimp this year and begged for the snack and floater position, thankfully, because I've been so busy I might have gone crazy otherwise. Well, going to rest now - I will try to update sooner than later. Chow (I'm watching some Italian show).

Going strong

2008-06-12T14:34:00.000-05:00

Well we have been going strong for what: two weeks now? We are having lots of fun. We've visited the butterfly garden, the water fountain pad in Navarre, jumped at the bounce house, and spent lots of time in the pool. Caleb has had two swim lessons so far and he is doing well. Hopefully it won't be long and he'll be swimming laps. ;)
Riley gave us and herself a scare and fell in the pool. Amazing that five adults were right there and yet none of us saw her fall off the step. We were too busy shooting water guns. She was only done a matter of seconds, we assume. The scariest part was she never even tried to fight to swim; she just floated face down. I think she was too stunned to do anything. However, the good news is it only took two or three more swim times and she seems to be over her fear. Yesterday, she was having a blast jumping from the side in a ring and arm floaties. It really has been a great summer; we are really over the baby stage and going out to do things is becoming easier and more fun. They are playing well together, and apart. I forgot that we are reading lots of books thanks to our libraries great summer reading program for all kids. It has been fun to be forced to read a variety of books instead of just dinosaur and farm animals. Caleb is realizing there are other stories out there besides cars, trucks, dinosaurs (the regular boy stuff).

Well, got to go get to work; grading began today, so until later - beat the heat and have fun. We will.

sheree

Uninspired entry (aka, couldn't think of a title)

2008-05-07T14:38:00.000-05:00

So, today I stayed home with Riley. It was a nice change. Of course, she was sick and took two naps before lunch, with lots of lazy time in between, so it is no indication of a normal day at home. It's over though, in case you were wondering. We picked Caleb up from school; Riley took another short nap, but no such luck for Caleb. He isn't interested today. When he figured out that we wouldn't be going to church tonight, any chance of a nap was out the window. He always asks if we are "going anywhere tonight?" If we are, he'll nap without much debate; but if we are not, the battle begins. And let me add, that boy is talented. I can lie with him for an hour and he will not fall asleep. I, usually, okay always, do. But when I awake, he is sure to let me know he hasn't and won't be going to sleep. So, I give up. As long as he gives in on days when we have to go out in the evenings, I guess I'm okay. Who am I kidding? I really don't have much of a choice now do I? :)

Well, grading begins tomorrow, so chaos will ensue. My laptop battery is dead, so that is sure to be a challenge - what did I do before the laptop anyway? I am so spoiled by carrying it around while I grade: I can sit in Caleb's room while they play or try to nap (yeah right, as I mentioned above). I can sit outside while they play, but starting tomorrow, the challenge begins. I do enjoy grading, but the logistics are always a challenge: concentrating and getting in a certain number of hours with two children is difficult.

School is wrapping up: we are finished with all major programs, downhill slide if I may.

Spring is heating up to summer, and with gas prices what they are I guess I better get used to a dirty floor. We'll be in the sprinkler a lot this summer ( the back door opens to the living room which is laminate flooring). Every piece of grass, sand (dirt in other states), and dust ends up everywhere.

I am really not complaining, just preparing myself mentally so that I don't have to complain later. :)

Well, it's been fun . . . but the dishes to need to be unloaded and the clothes do need to be put up, oh, then there are the kids who are unsupervised in front of the television.

So, until later . . .
smile
sheree

Just updating, nothing profound

2008-04-23T14:43:00.000-05:00

Just an update; I am kind of tired, so I won't be typing long, or correctly. Riley is still doing well with potty training. She has things backwards: she holds in when she is wearing a pull up and pees everywhere in panties. Maybe she just likes to see me cleaning. Who knows. We traveled to Baton Rouge this weekend for my mom's 50th birthday and my neice, Kylee's, first birthday. We had fun. Bryan has been in Atlanta, so I decided to stay an extra night in BR. This weekend is the women's conference, I am really excited. We've had a busy couple of weeks at school and the busyness won't end for another week or two. Then we are just about done, so I am wiped out.

Well, just wanted to update. Kids are napping, so I better go do some work. I'll write something more profound another day. Until then, my thought for the day (really a Bible thought). Every time you begin to worry, pray. So, don't worry, pray. Then rest in His promises.

Love ya, sheree

Going well . . . only time will tell

2008-04-04T13:34:00.001-05:00

Going well for sure, but the "only time will tell," that was intended only for rhyming sake.

Thursday we ventured out to the school for a little while for mom to get ahead on some work. Then we ventured on over to Chick-Fil-A. Riley did excellent. No accidents until yesterday evening at grandma's house, after I had called my mom to brag and bragged to Bryan's parents. That's likely right?

Today she has done great. We went to the library and she went potty there. So, I feel good about her progress. I am sure we are not in the clear for a long time, but I am happy about our work. Next week will be a big test as we go back to school. I am not sure what will happen then, but I'll let you know.

Well, we are hoping to have a garage sale tomorrow, if the weather cooperates. So, until later . . . much labeling to do.

sheree

Second day is better than the first day . . . and the third day

2008-04-02T13:10:00.000-05:00

Well, yesterday afternoon and evening seemed like a miracle. Riley was sitting at her table in the kitchen, while Bryan and I were each in different rooms. Suddenly, I hear, "Mommy." I then find Riley sitting on her potty chair. On her own initiative, without an accident, she had gone to the bathroom, pulled down her panties and gone poo and pee. I was ecstatic. So, feeling so brave, we took her out to dinner in panties. It was a very slow night at the restaurant, so not to worry. We went to the potty four times. She actually used it twice, the other two were just for fun (it became a game, but being so new at it, I couldn't call her bluff).

However, today is a new day. We have now pooped and peed in panties several times. Still no accidents on carpet, but quite a disappointment after yesterday's success. Actually, she hasn't gone on the potty once today, but I am persevering with yesterday in mind. Today is Wednesday. We return to school on Monday, so we still have time.

Now, to the give the other child his fair share of blog space. Last night I was sitting on the couch working while Bryan sat at the bar working, when I thought I saw a kid walk across the hallway. So, I paused and asked Bryan if he saw someone. A second later, Riley's light came on, then went off, came on, then went off. Now, she can't reach the light without a stool, and I knew I didnt' hear any commotion. So, Bryan darted into the hallway and guided a still asleep Caleb back to his bed. That was our first experience with sleep walking. I am just glad we have a house alarm in case he decides to take his adventure outside one of these nights. I told him about it today, and he thought that was very funny (but of course said he can't remember).

Guess I'll fill you in tomorrow on how it goes this evening. Evenings seem to have gone much better than mornings on both days.

Off to do more laundry (the bathroom rug did get hit today :)

progress

2008-03-31T20:23:00.000-05:00

Well, today is one of those days you look back on and think either, "Wow, what in the world was I thinking?" or "Wow, so glad I jumped right into that one."

I officially began potty training Riley today. I was all set to wait until summer when I awoke this morning and thought, "Let's go for it." (We are on Spring Break)Well, by 11AM, I just about gave up. Then she so heavenly wandered into her room and took a nap (Yes, all by herself without any prodding or even knowledge by her mother). So, after nap, we jumped right in again. By the evening, she had realized that panties and the toilet go together and that panties should stay dry. She also went several times this afternoon without an accident. Throughout the day, she ran to the bathroom once on her own (yes, that was a big deal - and although she didn't quite make it, we cheered anyway). Many, many, many other times, she would tell me as she peed that she needed to go potty. But, I considered that good recognition on her part that something wasn't going right. We would dart into the bathroom, leaving wet nasty feet prints all through house. Yes, thank God for laminate flooring, no carpet accidents today.

I must say as proud as I am of her, I am so proud of myself. Not once did I whine, yell, cry, or grumble. I maintained a positive attitude throughout, other than the momentary willingness to quit until summer.

So, day one is over . . . I hope day two brings much success. We are going to go to venture out to a movie and Wal=Mart (planned before potty training entered the picture), but we will make it I am sure (pull up to the rescue probably). I really think she understands the difference.

By the way, I didn't realize how well Caleb would take to potty training. Maybe I should have waited until he was 4 1/2 to train him. He has peed and pooped no less than 10 times today because the candy dispenser is in the bathroom. One for pee, and "two for poo." And he hasn't forgotten once to claim his reward. Once I even told him not right now, because he had just gone, and he actually cried like a broken hearted baby because he said, "But, I went pee pee." The boy usually avoids the bathroom until he has to sprint into it lucky if he doesn't dribble as he is trying to get it out.

So, I didn't know training number two would mean rewarding both children. And wow is that bathroom small with all three of us in there. :)

I am exhausted, so tootleloo for now.
From camp "two for poo,"
sheree

pics from the bug scene

2008-03-18T20:47:00.000-05:00

I love bugs . . . not!!

2008-03-18T20:13:00.000-05:00

Spring time seems to have arrived; it actually felt a bit like summer. We stayed home all day and played outside. Here is the funny glimpse into the afternoon/evening.

I was spring cleaning and found Caleb's bug collector case and magnifying glass. That set into motion inspector Caleb and sidekick Riley. They began searching for bugs. It was so sweet how gentle he was being with them; Riley was very excited and grossed out at once. She didn't know whether to like bugs or not. We looked up what they eat, etc. Then I went out to take pictures because he had three beetles in his bug collector's thingamabob; but to my surprise, they were all dead on the patio. He said, "I stomped on them with my shoe."

I was a little deflated that my sweet, innocent little caring and compassionate boy who was watching over these bugs had had a change of heart in just an instant. So, I did what all good moms do, I made him fake a picture with one, then I took a picture of him with the dead bugs gathered together.

Funniest part, Riley stomped them barefooted. How disgusting. Yuck.

Well, bug collecting is over for now. We'll see if they continue on Thursday (we'll be too busy tomorrow).

I'll add more later about Easter, egg hunts, and worship.

Have a great week.
sheree

They really are sweet . . .

2008-03-12T14:51:00.000-05:00

I am here; nothing too interesting. Caleb had his second classroom timeout ever. The first was last year early on; so this is the first for this year (and it's March). He was wrestling; so I guess I should be thankful it was in fun and not too serious. But, we had to have a little talk. I hope I remember to thank him when he wakes up for being such a good kid. I have to remind myself of that; he really is well behaved most of the time.

Riley only had timeout once today, that is unusual for her - it's more like two or three each day for her. I know that will change when she is a bit older - like three. She was so sweet when we got home; she kept kissing me and hugging me. She likes for me to kiss her neck and tickle her. She'll say "stop it!" Then she'll say, "Again!" We just laughed and laughed; although she should have been sleeping.

Please pray for our friends mom; Ms. Elaine. She will have surgery Tuesday for uterine cancer. She is a great woman and has had a very positive, Godly, influence in both Bryan's and my lives. She would never complain; so pray that she is comforted and will speak up as to what she needs - physically, spiritually, and financially. Her husband is on disability due to cancer also. She has been working a very physically taxing job so obviously she won't be able to any longer. Thanks for remembering to lift up her and her family.

I'll keep you updated.

Trying . . . and trying

2008-03-08T14:52:00.000-06:00

Trying seems to be my theme for today.

I am Trying to be more faithful at updating more regularly.

I tried to make several returns this morning: the first one, a big purchase, my second time trying: my card expired 2/29; therefore, I didn't succeed. My second return, a minor item, the receipt expired yesterday: I repeat, yesterday; therefore, I didn't succeed. (Don't get me started on receipts expiring).

Thirdly, my day has been trying (and tiring). It started out fine; a morning with the family. After the first two unsuccessful tries which nearly had me in tears already, Riley said, "Uh, oh, I have ewwww." (while in JCPenny). I pick her up to carry her out (the diaper bag was in the car because my return was supposed to be quick), she has peed. Normally, that'd be fine. But her daddy, my darling husband, failed to mention he put panties on her this morning while I was in the shower. So, my shirt got dampened.

I have no extra clothes in her bag (because I take them out for school since she has extra there and I forgot to reload this morning before going out). So, we go upstairs to get new pants. We finally get to the car; Bryan had tried to hold her sideways, but the pee escaped onto his shirt sleeve. As I'm changing her, we realize her socks and shoes are soaked. So, we head to Target for new shoes, socks, and shirt for dad. (We had lunch plans with other family in 30 mins. and mine dried by this time - I know - yuck - but we had already been on a shopping spree for enough family members).

Trying to eat lunch at 12:30 with a two year old who normally naps at 12:30 and a four year old who likes to visit restrooms at restaurants isn't very easy or much fun.

I get home to try to activate my new card to call and make my large purchase return, and the company's automated line is having technical difficulties; so a 2 minute task takes 15. Now I am venting.

We will look back and laugh. We will, won't we????

(chuckle) - - now off to lie in my bed while the kids nap to try to think about trying to make wiser decisions and trying not procrastinating.

Good day . . . or at least I'll try . :)

I really am okay!!

Wow - has it been two months?

2008-03-06T20:40:00.001-06:00

Okay, it's been since Jan. 1 since I've written anything? I am shocked myself. I have avoided it out of pure laziness. But, I thought I'd actually update a bit. This will never cover the two months I have not posted, but I'll try.

Riley turned 2. I think that about does it. I guess I'll write more later.

Just kidding, but the fact that she really is two now speaks for itself. There isn't a dull moment in the house. Sibling rivalry is completely under way; the "spanky spoon" has become mom's greatest ally (the threat alone suffices). But, through it all, we have had some very cute and sweet moments - I couldn't love them more. I have been thanking God often lately for the moments with them. The baby days are more behind us (although each has his/her moments), and the joys of childhood are blooming every day.

Riley poops and pees in the potty when she chooses, and other times she just pulls the pants and diaper off and covers the floor/carpet, etc. I am not going to push potty training until summer arrives, then it's "diaper be gone." She is definitely smart enough to get it, but stubborn enough to demand the diaper. I am sure I will need to pray and fast throughout the spring in preparation.

Caleb is sweeter than ever, yet sassier than ever. When he tries, he is so helpful and such a big boy: very independent at times. When he tries, he is needy and whiny and can talk back as well I as can (take the hint, I see myself in him way too often). He has great questions. We were reading his Bible, where Jesus was praying in the garden. Caleb stops me and says: "So, He is talking to himself." I say, "Well, He is talking to God." He replies, "Well, if Jesus is God, then He is talking to himself." I say, "Bryan!!! Can you come in here for a minute?" We try to explain it to him, but in the end we leave it as, "Well, yes, technically He is talking to Himself." How do you explain the trinity to a four year old? If these are the questions at four, Lord, help us in the future. Know what I mean?

Well, that gives you a glimpse into my life. It is sooooo very tiring . . . yet, so very sweet.

I am sure I will look back one day in envy of these simpler times. For now, I'll just look forward to falling in bed at night to a few hours of quiet. :) I am all smiles.

Hopefully I will make myself write more often, although they'll probably be shorter.

goodnight . . .

Tired in 2008 . . . already?

2008-01-01T20:35:00.000-06:00

Happy New Year!

We've begun the year with far too little sleep. Bryan and I actually had the entire night to ourselves, thanks to my sister-in-law who volunteered to corral the chaotic twosome. So, we stayed up way too late and still had to get up this morning to eat breakfast with our two little monsters. I am so appreciate . . . and so tired. :)

Christmas was good, everyone got exactly what they wanted, and I think we managed to keep Christ the center. Riley can tell us that it was Jesus in the manger - and Caleb can tell the Christmas story by heart. The only problem we really had was "moreitis." Caleb and Riley wanted "more." I pray we can teach them gratitude this year - and maybe show a little more myself.

I purchased a One Year Chronological Bible and actually read today's selections. It is supposed to have the Bible in order based on the actual historical sequence of events. So, for example, after I read a portion of Scripture about David, if he wrote a Psalm about the event, it would follow. I hope to get a better understanding of God's redemption. I am excited about it and will keep you update, probably less often than I would like.

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas. As for New Year's resolutions, I don't really have anything particular, just areas to work on. I intend to be better organized at keeping up with the kids' artwork and "cutesies." I plan to keep a box under each bed to store pictures and artwork and a notebook. Hopefully I remember to write down little stories about what they've done or said. Liz Traylor (my pastor's wife) recommended just keeping a calendar to write that stuff on so you don't have to do double work. That's all they'll care to see anyway. Who knows what I'll actually do, but just having a place to put it all is a big step for me in organization.

Well, I really am tired and this is taking longer to type than normal. So, I'm signing off for now.
Until my next moments of randomness . . .

Confessions of this random thinker . . .

2007-12-20T21:21:00.001-06:00

Merry Christmas everyone.

School is officially out for Christmas break, and most of my gifts are wrapped with care and placed on the dining room floor. I hate to sort presents for taking different places, so only ours for Christmas morning are under the tree, the rest are cluttering my dining room. Good thing we don't eat in there often.

Thanks to all of those who have given gifts this year, and those who have sent pictures (cards). I so look forward to checking the mail everyday to see your beautiful faces. I just wish you all would put yourselves on the pics with your kiddos. I like to see you too, believe it or not. :)

Well, I have been tagged. I have to share five tidbits (unknown facts) about myself. This is difficult. I have been thinking about this for a while and haven't come up with anything remarkable. So, I will just type away and see what comes out.

1. I am a Big Lots, Dollar Tree, Dollar General junky. (I love to browse and shop these store.)

2. I think cleaning is overrated, and don't do much of it. (Don't give my house the white glove test, I will fail miserably - but it isn't usually cluttered or messy.)

3. I just discovered my love for pink this year (2007 was eye opening for me - I've despised pink for many years).

4. I have no decorating (or in-style dressing) sense whatsoever and it is becoming more and more apparent everyday.

5. I love books and have many and love to browse bookstores, but don't really read much (except the Yada Yada Prayer Group series.) I love the idea of books and the way they look and smell, but that's the extent of my relationship with most of them these days.

Well, that was freeing. Thank you. Now, Jenny and Cheryl, you are both tagged.

Catch up

2007-12-14T21:43:00.000-06:00

Well, just in time for Christmas. Things have been busy, but mostly good around our house. I happen to be sick today, but just a severe head cold, so I am thankful that it isn't something else. Both children are well, thankfully.

It has been since early November, I think, since I have written. We have gone celebrated Thanksgiving, gone on vacation, shopped on Black Friday, completed Christmas cards, decorated the house for Christmas, cleaned out room for Christmas gifts-to-come, attended a cookie swap, enjoyed a Christmas party, played the role of Joseph in the live nativity (Caleb), and tried to keep up with our normal, day-to-day routines. Yikes.

A couple of humorous incidents to note. Caleb insisted on seeing Santa Claus, and Riley insisted on not. As we approached Santa, Riley began having what I would consider somewhat of a panic attack with crying and screeching combined. So, Caleb was a bit nervous at that point. Here I am shoving Caleb towards Santa while trying to keep Riley as far away as possible. Caleb spews out that he wants a bike. As soon as Santa indicates that he heard the request, we were done and on our way. No pictures to prove it though. When we got into the car, Caleb leaned back in his seat with his arms folded behind his head and let out a sigh of relief, as if saying, "Now, that's done, I can relax and wait for my bike. " Riley began breathing normally again. When we mention Santa, she frowns and says, "No Santa."

Secondly, Riley initiated Caleb in what it is like to scram from the tub because of a poop accident. He was surprised to know that he did the same thing a couple of times. I am in Riley's room when I hear, "Uh oh, poop." (from Riley). I knew to go running. I pulled both out in about 5 seconds flat. She finished on the potty. Big girl she is, too big for mommy. I am not quite ready for potty training, but she might be. Yuck.

Well, because I am now working online, I just uploaded some pics and will let you figure out the rest. Hope you enjoy.

Not so random thoughts . . .

2007-11-09T16:34:00.000-06:00

Well, it has been eons since I last wrote anything. Not because I haven’t wanted to, but because I haven’t sat down to do it. I have been preoccupied. First it was grading, then Caleb’s surgery, Halloween, then flu shots, Caleb’s fourth birthday and family in town. Not to mention I have a new hobby and have been reading a great series of books. I am into digital scrapbooking and I am reading the Yada Yada Prayer Group series. Both are a lot of fun, and very relaxing to me. All of this on top of cooking, cleaning, taking care of kids and preschool teaching. Oh, then there is Bryan. J And, I am grading again, as of Thursday. Ta dah . . . Lord, help me to put you first in all of this.

Today I went to our church’s Mom2Mom ministry luncheon. Our pastor’s wife, Liz Traylor, is doing a series based on the verse in Titus which says something like: older women should teach younger women to love their husbands, love their children, take care of their homes and live a modest, pure life . . . She started at the last meeting with loving God with all our hearts, minds, souls, and strength. Today was on loving our husbands. She is really great; down to earth and honest about real life. Her first point was, “You chose him, so remember why – then tell him.”

Secondly, he is “Wild at heart” (from the book by John Eldridge ?). He needs a battle to fight and a princess to rescue and an adventure to live. So let him and help him be the man God created him to be.

Thirdly, figure out his personality and yours and help him and yourself build strengths and recognize weaknesses; and don’t let strengths become weaknesses because they are overdone. Also, figure out one another’s love language. (Gary Chapman and Gary Smalley)

Fourthly, recognize the needs of men and women and meet them. (Willard Harley) Guys needs sexual fulfillment, recreational companionship, domestic support, an attractive spouse, and adoration and respect. Women need conversation, affection, financial support, family commitment, and I forget the last one (my notes are still in the car).

And, here are some tidbits: if the baby is crying when he gets home. Put that baby down. He won’t die, he has been crying all day and wouldn’t stop, why will he now? Let your husband know he is a priority in your life. Then let him rest a few before asking for him to help out – he’s been working hard too.

If you don’t feel like kissing him, getting into bed with him, whatever; ask the Holy Spirit to step up and do it for you. God cares even about these things. Just do it.

Simplify, simplify – wear an outfit twice or more before washing; stick to your routine, no need to follow the fads every year - and scrapbooking . . .your kids will not appreciate your work, just organize and label the pics (save yourself lots of time) (okay maybe, I don’t agree with everything. J

And family devotions – no where in the Bible specifically. Instead, it says as you go, as you lie down, etc. God should be in everything you do, not fifteen minutes of forcing your children to sit still and listen.

And she showed us several ads that are representative of the times and things we are being falsely taught.
- a watch ad that says the only thing easier to break than cold ice is a man’s ego (something like that)
- the fact that Shrek 3 has all the princesses (Cinderella , Snow White . .. standing in battle formations as if they are stronger than the men
- Everybody Loves Raymond - in which the wife says some of the most demeaning things to her husband and has forced him to be weak.
- Ads for labels, t-shirst, key chains, etc. that lift us up as selfish divas who need to be served.

I could go on and on. I wish I could have recorded her and let you all listen in. She is wonderfully wise, but she’ll admit it is from the many mistakes she has made throughout her marriage and life. I look forward to her comments on children in January. Maybe you could all travel to Pensacola to hear her. It is a great time.

Enough for you to dwell on.

Farm time

2007-10-15T14:55:00.000-05:00

Saturday we took a drive over to a farm in Alabama, with friends. Both kids loved it immensely. Caleb loved the freedom to roam about and feed the animals. Riley loved talking to the animals. She sounded like many of them. I got some really cute pics and wanted to share them with you all. We rode a pony, went on a hayride to get a pumpkin from the patch, and fed many animals.

Enjoy the fall weather . . . we are.

Keep us in your prayers too – Caleb is having surgery to be circumcised on Friday. At 9 AM he will be under anesthesia for an hour. Then lots of recovery for Caleb and patience for mom and dad through the unknown. We didn’t make the decision when he was a baby, and wanted to make it now before he is much older. Hopefully he'll forgive us. :(

Until later,

sheree

Smiling times . . .

2007-10-11T21:32:00.001-05:00

I don’t have much time to write, as I started online grading today. So – needless to say, almost every quiet, spare moment I have has to be spent reading essays online. But, I had to share this, even though Bryan said, “That doesn’t go on your blog!”

Caleb checked out a dinosaur library book, ABC Dinosaurs. At the bottom of each page is the pronunciation. As I read it at naptime, I pronounced each as best I could, and never corrected myself. (We all know how difficult dinosaur names can be.) The goal was to get through all 26 dinosaurs and get him to sleep, as we had to be asleep then up and out to church in 2.5 hours.

Reading at bedtime has always been my responsibility and privilege. I often joke with Bryan that Caleb doesn’t think daddies know how to read because Bryan doesn’t ever read to him.

Well, last night I volunteered Bryan to read the dinosaur book before bed. As I came in and lay next to them, Bryan was trying to pronounce one of the names. Caleb grabbed the book and handed it to me saying, “Mommy, could you teach Daddy to read this.”

I thought I would burst something laughing so hard. It was priceless.

So as not to leave Riley out, she is mimicking everything Caleb does these days. It is hilarious sometimes. The other day as we were getting ready to go somewhere, Bryan and I watched her walk up to the toilet, begin to lift the lid as she lifted her shirt to mock Caleb going pee pee. Of course, we tried to explain that she was a girl and didn’t go that way. But, really, we were laughing too hard.

Smile and look for the humor God blesses us with,
sheree

2007-10-07T20:20:00.000-05:00

Well, my sister's wedding was successful: they are married. Caleb did a hundred percent better than we could have imagined - he even pulled Megan down the aisle. He smiled for pictures and then danced the night away. We had a fun time.

I know I could think of a hundred more things to write, but my two darling children have been a little rambunctious this afternoon. While doped up on cold medicine, I could hardly keep up with them. Caleb is doing his best to question every decision we make for him and test us at every turn. Didn't I just write about this not too long ago? Lord help us.

Riley had a lot of good moments today. She is trying to repeat everything she hears. Caleb will be chanting something, then you'll here Riley right after him in her version. It really is very cute. She also has a special thing for the scarecrow. They are exactly the same height; and their lips meet quite often. She danced with him today, then threw him down. I hope this isn't a foreshadowing of days to come . . . sixteen.

Oh, and at the wedding reception, she was holding her ears during some rap song, yes, I said rap song. Then she ran onto the dance floor and began to dance to it. We were laughing. It was one of those teenage moments - when they say, "Mom and Dad, I'd never do that!" Then they run off and do it. Lord, again, please help us.

Bryan and I keep wondering if we'll ever figure out how to do this parenting thing. I think not. Someone once said we had to have days like this, or we would never want them to leave. I know it is early and all, but boy was today a day to remember when empty-nest syndrome sets in. This ought to cure those feelings.

Anyway, I have really rambled here, but hey - I am updating. yea!!

Until next time,
sheree

random thoughts from the random thinker's son

2007-09-11T21:12:00.000-05:00

This was our conversation in the car this afternoon:

Caleb - Do I have soccer practice today?
Mom - No

Caleb - When will it snow?
Mom - Probably not for a very long time?

Caleb - When am I getting married?
Mom - Hopefully not for a very long time?

Mom - Wow, look at that truck. . .

Seriously, I am not sure where the snow question came from. The wedding question comes from the fact that he was fitted for his tux on Saturday (for my sister's wedding). I think he wonders when the wedding will be. Just an odd combination while riding in the car. From silence to marriage in 3.3 seconds - only from a three year old.

Have a great night.
me

after the fact

2007-09-11T13:39:00.000-05:00

Well, the pictures obviously didn't work the first time; but this time yes. I am just learning - be patient.

Trying something new

2007-09-11T13:27:00.000-05:00

I thought I'd play around and see if I could put in a couple of pictures. We'll see.

After a tough weekend, I thought I'd ask Caleb's preschool teachers how he is doing behaviorally in school. Boy lunch. He is always making everyone laugh - apparently even the teachers.

Yesterday, they informed me, he tooted and everyone thougth it was hilarious, so he played it up. We have discussed the phrase, "Excuse me" many times. But, obviously, he thinks a laugh is better.

He also has been banned from playing with the ski mask in the dress-up area. Apparently he likes to pull it down and scare his friends. (I sure hope this thrill ends in early childhood and doesn't follow him into adulthood)

Well, that was enough news. He has been better behaved since then. Now his sister on the other hand . . . well, let's just say she has a growing passion for fingerpainting with food (not good timing as we are attempting to wean from the high chair).

Just a few notes on the pictures: Riley and Caleb at MeMe Glazier's house; Riley in the dog's cage (Riley's favorite place to be); Caleb at his first soccer practice; and Riley and Caleb on the first day of school (no, Mom, didn't work long on the hair).

until later,
sheree

Lessons from the elder

2007-09-09T20:26:00.000-05:00

Well, today has been a challenging day. Caleb has run the gammet when it comes to baffling his parents. One well-educated Mental Health Counselor and one well-educated stay-at-home mom have nothing on their brilliant four-year-old product.

Today he has manipulated us, lied to us, and disobeyed almost all one hundred instructions we've given him. After many time-outs, several mild tough loves, and all of his trucks being removed from his premises - he still didn't have the encouragement to listen.

He went to bed with no books or pretend stories, but a Mom, Dad, and Caleb heart to heart.

We'll see if tomorrow brings more - or if today was a mini-lesson in parenting from our Father above.

I have prayed for wisdom and help today - many times. Oh what a journey we have begun; I guess we'll look back in fifteen years or so and be able to tell if God answered in the affirmative. Until then, we press on . . .

The mentally exhausted,
mom

Back with disappointment

2007-09-08T12:23:00.000-05:00

Well, Caleb wouldn't even go out for one play today. We were trying to figure out why and all we can get from him is "The other team mixed things up." And, "I don't like it when the people cheer."

We have tried our best to explain it, but he is happy just dressing in his bright yellow uniform, with those hot socks and shin guards, then sitting and watching his team. His favorite part is the team huddle at the end and snack. Maybe we have the original "Waterboy." I am from Louisiana.

Interesting to note - Riley (with mom chasing her) ran onto the field more times than Caleb - maybe we should dress her in yellow and see if anyone complains.

Well, we were all exhausted (some of us mentally) and both kids went down early for naps. Hooray!!

Hopefully he'll play at practice on Thursday. Maybe we'll skips games and just go to practices. :)

Until next time,
sheree

Nothing short of a miracle - a timely update

2007-09-07T14:17:00.000-05:00

Two days in a row; nothing short of a miracle. No really, Linde, you said you read and responded, so that encouraged me to read your response - which led me to update.

Yippee!!

Well, nothing too funny today. I am teaching at FBC Preschool - young two's (they are about to turn 2). I am worn out at the end of the school day.

I really hope to update after the game tomorrow; I am sure it will be exciting. Until then, I won't waste your time.

Search on . . .

sheree

every attempt counts

2007-09-06T21:31:00.000-05:00

Well, it's another Thursday, and again, I am inspired. This time by Theresa. Go Saints! They were winning just a few minutes ago.

Believe it or not, when I get ready to blog, I have to do a forgot password, everytime. I am either so ditzy these days, or forgetful, or just not too smart. Could I remember to just write the password down? No, that would be too easy.

Well, today was Caleb's first soccer game. Maybe I'll attempt pictures soon. He played all of about one minute, then refused to go back onto the field. Scared of all the cheering. I had to remind myself not to live vicariously through him; and just accept that he can make that choice. We'll see how the second game goes, on Saturday. For now, the "Flash" are 0 and 1.

By the way, there were only two kids who wholeheartedly participated on his team. The rest were in their own little safe worlds. Funny how kids are. Or should I say, funny how adults are, always trying to force kids to be adults.

Well, enough ramblings.

Until next month, or Christmas :)
sheree

Prayer works

2007-07-26T19:40:00.000-05:00

Well, I am inspired to attempt this endeavor one more time. No, I still don't feel that I have more time, but a little info shared is better than none at all.

Maybe I'll just try to put up one funny story a day.

Today, I took the kids for a walk; well, Caleb rode his bike while I pulled Riley in the wagon. After returning, I was hot and tired, so I sat down on my swing in the backyard. Caleb, still buzzing about with activity, wanted me to push him on his swing. When I told him I was too tired and needed to rest a moment, he proceeded to pout. Then, within seconds, he took his beach ball and walked over to the fence. Sitting on the ball against the fence, he started mumbling. When I asked him what he was doing, he responded, "I'm talking to God. I'm telling Him that I am mad at you." He continued, "And I'm asking Him to make me Spiderman and Superman."

I started chuckling and asked if he was ready for me to push him on his swing.

Prayer works.

Well, until next time, pray and laugh.

sheree

first time blogging

2007-04-28T21:42:00.000-05:00

I thought it'd be fun to try this blog stuff, being that I have seemingly wasted time as I lie on my three year old's floor waiting for him to decide to close his eyes and remain still and quiet long enough to fall asleep. I guess it isn't really wasted: sometimes I read, search the web, catch up on emails, etc.

I don't know how people write such intellectual stuff and keep it grammatically correct when they blog each day. I guess I don't have that much spare time to type, or I use it differently maybe.

Perhaps one day this thing will go deeper than these surface ideas. I suppose I could start with my experiences this weekend at the Extraordinary Women's Conference. I had a wonderfully freeing experience. I came to some realizations, thanks to my Living God. I will share them soon.

For tonight, I'm done. No, he still isn't asleep and it is now almost 10 pm; however, I am going to try to figure out how this works when I finish typing.

Until next time, me