please be my friend
Macy wants so so bad to be pals with Sophie …
ARCHIVES — February 2008
different versions of freak
While eating lunch #2 was bugging her brother, nothing major, just the normal stuff and next thing I know he calmly says, “Stop it you freak-o.” Lovely … a new word. Immediately she recognizes it as new and begins to rhyme it.
So this also reminded me of Sunday when #2 climbed into the car, touched her booster seat which had been heated by the sun and said, “This thang is freakin’ hot!”
I think it may be me they’ve learned it from. Guess I better be a bit more careful huh?
noise in my head
Honestly I think daily submission and release of one’s own will is the easiest and best way to simply a relationship with Christ. Sometimes that submission can come quickly, but today it has taken a whole tank of hot water (in the shower is my best prayer time, the water drowns out the kids and all the over distractions) plus time with my knees on the floor face to the ground and still I am struggling with releasing things over to God. My mind is running with what ifs, maybe this, how about we try this, maybe I should think more of it this way, no lets think more like this, let’s research more this option … Crazy! Consuming and crazy. I am so trying to release it and at times I can, but then one thought invades my brain and I get all revved up again.
At least I have a Savior to cry out to. At least I know he is listening. At least I know that when I can finally shut my head up, I’ll probably hear his voice. At least I know my God loves me and wants the best for me.
All that gives me hope. All that reassures me that as He sees the big huge picture and we see only a few steps ahead, he will lead us to where he wants us to be … I need to keep this as a reminder because knowing and trusting this is like a see saw today.
potty mouth
My #2 is a feeler and very emotional indeed. Normally when she gets upset she’ll pout, hit or cry. I am working in the house and I hear her getting frustrated with her brother and she says, “Beat that, you piece of doo doo.” …. Lovely : )
At least she used her words instead of her fist.
comfort
Sister gets hurt and look who’s there to console her. I love my kids!
catch up
Let’s see. I have been at my parents for the past few days. Saturday when I arrived, they took all 5 kids to the grocery store to spoil them with goodies and let me go get a manicure and pedicure. Wow, aren’t they great! I didn’t know just how bad I needed time alone until I put my seatbelt on, turned my head back to pull out of the parking space and realized I had no little ones sitting behind me. This huge sense of relief flooded me. The next day was great and the then Monday came. Our last day with my extra girls. It was crazy. Thankfully mom took off work b/c not only did we have my five, but Landon had a friend over and my mom’s neighbors kids kept popping in and out all day long. It was like a daycare. Just when my introverted self was about to have a break down I hear commotion upstairs. I race upwards to find Seanna in the tub, my mom rinsing chunks of stuff from her hair. Then I see my dad in the playroom scooping up throw up into a trashcan with a spatula. Nice. She was so pitiful, it made me want to cry. So for the rest of the night she just curled up in my arms and either slept or threw up some more. Around 9 pm I head to the airport pick up Carlos and Heather. Sohaila and I blared the music to sing our last few songs together on the way while Seanna was passed out with a towel wrapped around her and a trashcan beside her in case the throw up came back again. Saying goodbye was harder than I thought. These girls stole a piece of my heart. It was such a privilege to be a mommy for a week to them.
Tonight we made it back home. Home sweet home … well … except the neighbors dogs are barking like crazy and I always get stressed unloading all the crap we haul home and dread organizing it and putting it away. My man comes home tomorrow! YEAH! I miss him so much. I just want to sit and have a conversation with him. It’s so hard to find time to talk really talk on the phone while he is away. Someone/some loud things always seem to be in the background or one of us can’t talk when the other can. It kinda bums me out, but I know I’ll have him all to my self tomorrow after the kids go to bed. I can’t wait!
multi-tasking
Women – we have the God given talent to multi-task.
Friday morning I was doing 3 things at once – in the shower, rinsing sampoo out of my hair while burshing my teeth with one hand and in holding the dog in the other so I can rinse the shampoo off of her.
5 kids
“Are these all yours?” I get that question several times as me and my crew cruise through the grocery store. It’s been a fun week and it’s not over yet, but my man is taking my camera to NYC so … I decided to go ahead and post a little video of the week. It’s really lame because it doesn’t even begin to capture and detail all the giggles and laughs and messes and bonding that has happened. I am so bummed that I let so many fun moments go unrecorded due to a dead camera battery. Of course there were those times that cuteness was at a full peak and I didn’t have my camera with me, like the time all the girls were singing and doing hand motions to Hannah Montana in the car … but at least this video documents some of it.
happy valentine's
Here at our camp its giggles, laughs, girlie high pitched screams (of joy), tummies that seem to never get filled, crumbs all over the floor, more laughter, Barbie movies, Polly Pockets out the whazoo, glue, markers and crafts galore.
I am amazed at how well everyone is getting along. Can you believe I have only heard one, yes just ONE, tattle over the past 5 days! Crazy! Yesterday I missed capturing one the cutest moments ever due to my camera battery dying. All the girls were dancing to “Pumpin’ Up the Party” holding hands in a circle while taking turns allowing one girl to dance in the middle. It was so precious! Hopefully I can get some video today.
Have a great Valentines!
