Monday, December 22, 2008

I wonder who is taking the bows off all the presents?

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Seven Pancakes


The oldest turns seven today.

I made her a stack of pancakes with a candle for breakfast. Note the fine china.

I was hoping to make up for the fact that I tried to make a cake in the shape of an ice skate yesterday, but I failed miserably. Then as I was trying to photograph the miserable failure I dropped the cake on the floor.

Super mom I am not.

I told you how we have been butting heads lately. Well, after the cake fiasco she wrote a note to all her friends saying that the party was canceled because mom dropped the cake and she was not good.

I need to break out something a little stronger than the O'Douls.

Trying to be on her best behavior this morning she said to me, "Mom it's okay that you didn't get me what I wanted, a puppy, because Addison follows me around like one."

Good Heavens, someone help me.

I tried to download photos of the stack of pancakes but my computer refuses to recognize my cameras sd card.***it's amazing how much you ca fix by kicking your hard drive...

I should have asked Santa for a laptop.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

I'm dreaming of a...



except I'm not dreaming. We ARE going to have a white Christmas, LOTS of white.

I tried to snap a few photos, but it's really hard with a baby in your arms and through a patio door because it's WAY too cold to open it...

I did actually get a break this morning. Little Nora fell asleep in my arms without nursing and let me lay her down :) I should have gotten out a good book (the Bible) or played with my kids or baked some cookies while she was asleep. Instead I scraped the hard water crud off the inside of the dishwasher. I am such a dork. But my glasses will be shining now...actually I only use plastic cups, but a girl can dream.

My husband is snowed in at work (yeah for unexpected overtime!). I told him to take a bag of clothes and necessities last night when he left, but he didn't. He said most of the out of towners who were supposed to work the day shift didn't make it in this morning. He said he'd sleep a few hours at a co-workers place and come back to work tonight so no one cursed him out for putting himself at risk and going home only to not be able to get back in for his next shift. He also said he'd get himself a Christmas present from Walmart...some new tighty whities. I said, "I told you so."

The kids have been playing "Christmas" all morning. They have been shopping for presents and wrapping them and putting up a tree. They saw a bunch of fake Santas and then decided to go to the North Pole and see the real one and then they encountered a snow monster and decided to be one and then they attacked the other snow monster with whiffle ball bats until somebody got hurt and everyone got yelled at and then I made them quit playing and watch a movie. It was only 9:30 am. I love snow days.

Nora is awake, gotta go now.

Friday, December 19, 2008

stop the madness





Both of my Christmas presents are being used...make that all three. I am wearing the slippers I ordered from Walmart site to store (everything is at least a dollar cheaper if you order it that way, why is it?), the outdoor firepit has been assembled for almost a month, we've roasted a bag of mallows already, and my 'new' rug is in the living room covering the embarrassing stained carpet that just refuses to look new anymore.

Yesterday we had Nora's 2 month appointment. She is 9 pounds 5 oz. She is 22inches long and really strong. She got 3 shots and an oral vaccine. While I was in the clinic, dad and Gavin went shopping for a few needed things and lots of uneeded items. I returned to a car full of hockey sticks, pucks, baseball helmets, a computer chair mat thingy and some groceries.

Maleah turns seven on Monday. We plan to take a few of her friends to the ice rink, but it is threatening to be cold, so we may be watching a movie at home instead. I can't believe that 7 years ago we were about to have our first baby. It is hard for me to wrap my brain around that. I took her to Christmas Eve service the day we came home from the hospital. It was so wonderful.

People ask me how Addison does with the new baby but I think Maleah is the one that is suffering the most. She went from being the one and only girl to being one of three. Lately we have been butting heads, she has strong opinions and voices them. I see that she picks up on some of my worst personality traits and I don't like it one bit. It is so obvious that I should have made her first seven years different than I did. I am paying for that now. We have been talking a lot about making good decisions and doing the right things instead of throwing a fit and screaming and yelling and sometimes lashing out at our brother...it is really time consuming and I don't like this part of parenting at all.

Last night we had Gavin's Christmas party. He looked like the super sized preschooler, a whole head taller than most, several heads taller than some kids. He was so excited to see friends and family there. I forget sometimes that he is just five. He had to be a big brother and grow up a lot.


Of course an hour before we left for the program Addi fell spot on into the piano leg, it swelled up into a small pumpkin on her forehead. It is a bit worse than the other side when she fell onto the concrete this morning. Sigh. I wish I could hold my kids safe in my arms from everything forever, but I can't.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

look what I made

you can, too... go HERE

Who Started This Christmas Stuff?

A woman was out Christmas shopping with her two children.
After many hours of looking at row after row of toys and
everything else imaginable; and after hours of hearing both
her children asking for everything they saw on those many
shelves, she finally made it to the elevator with her two
kids.

She was feeling what so many of us feel during the holiday
season time of the year - overwhelming pressure to go to
every party, every housewarming, taste all the holiday food
and treats, getting that perfect gift for every single
person on our shopping list, making sure we don't forget
anyone on our card list, and the pressure of making sure we
respond to everyone who sent us a card.

Finally the elevator doors opened, and there was already a
crowd in the car. She pushed her way into the car and
dragged her two kids in with her and all the bags of stuff.
When the doors closed, she couldn't take it anymore and
she stated, "Whoever started this whole Christmas thing
should be found, strung up and shot."

From the back of the car, everyone heard a quiet, calm
voice respond, "Don't worry, we already crucified
Him."

For the rest of the trip down in the elevator, it was so
quiet you could have heard a pin drop. This year, don't
forget to keep "the One who started this whole
Christmas thing" in your every thought, deed, purchase
and words. If we all did it, just think of how different
this whole world would be.

"For God so loved the world, that He gave His only
begotten Son; that whosoever believeth in Him should not
perish, but have everlasting life." (John 3:16)

*got this email reminder this morning, I didn't write it, but I appreciate whoever did...

Monday, December 15, 2008

Merry, Happy, Seasons, Christmas, Holiday, Greetings

‘Twas a few weeks before Christmas and in our shrinking home everything was noisy, even the phone. Amid the chaos I sat, here, in my chair with the newest member of our family, Nora, and her head of dark hair. We were once again blessed on that 15th of October. When she arrived there were lots of arms waiting to hug and hold her.
If you follow the trail of crumbs and toys from one room to another and listen for noise, you are sure to find little big sister Addison who (in that increasingly popular month of October) this year turned one. Addi loves to hold Nora and lick the poor baby’s head with her tongue. Adorable Addi is active and keeps up all busy with her dancing and running and spinning until she’s dizzy. She LOVES to be outside or in her daddy’s arms.Her next favorite spot is the high chair where she sounds the alarm.
Gavin, our one and only son (who turned five in that same scary month) is now completely outnumbered by 3:1. Recently he lost his first tooth. He’s been saying for months he’s a big boy and now he’s got proof! He can’t wait for kindergarten and is forever asking how long and when will it finally be happening. Walking the fields with dad and Shiloh (our dog) hunting for pheasants keeps him occupied. He’s learning to spell words and keep his shoes tied. He LOVES playing computer games and play station, too. When he plays baseball his true colors shine through.
Our oldest, Maleah, this year turns seven. She LOVES first grade, writing and the number 11(really!). She plays house with her sister and school with her brother. More often she can be found helping her mother. She enjoys a big family and lots of friends and yet keeps fervently begging her parents for a pet. She can regularly be found in her room reading a book and we’ve noticed her forming opinions about her own style and look!
The hospital gives dad plenty of work through the year. He often flies with the transport team if the weather is clear. This spring we were able to fly to Hawaii. It was lovely on that island of Kauai. We visited my brother Lucas and saw a monk seal. It is difficult now to believe it was real. We witnessed some amazing pieces of God’s beautiful earth. Yet, nothing compares to the Son of God’s birth.

Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us. Matthew 1:23

A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY
May it be filled with love.

Where oh where has the first half of December gone?










Sunday, December 07, 2008

cleaning up

This morning I couldn't carry a load of warm laundry and the baby separately up the steps so I snuggled her in the laundry basket and after I got upstairs Gavin screamed,

"MOM, you washed the baby?"

I couldn't stop thinking about it all through church. I think Pastor thought I was laughing at his sermon.

Friday, December 05, 2008

This is the day

cold toast and cold coffee...

This is the day

poopy diapers and dirty laundry...

that the Lord has made

freezing temperatures and frozen doors

that the Lord has made

hungry bellies and crabby babies

Let us rejoice

the first smile and giggle from baby Nora

Let us rejoice

getting the big kids off to school on time for once

and be glad in it

sun is shining and the car starts

and be glad in it

rocking my babies in a nice warm house