Tuesday, January 31, 2017

On this last day of January



1. A big, heartfelt HAPPY BIRTHDAY goes out to Justin Timberlake today.

2. I had to look up his age so I guess we're not as close as I thought we were (sorry, JT, I should be better). And apparently I can't type into my phone without adding random annoying period punctuation marks.

3. My bestie reminded me that it's the anniversary of our ear pierce-age. I was 13, she was 14 and we had them pierced by our pediatrician. The doctor had just eaten an apple with peanut butter and she apologized about it. The mind remembers some random things.

4. We had a mom and her 3/4 kids over this morning for a play date. The simple joy of The Play Date: If you are the attendee, you plop yourself down on someone's sofa while your children are enthralled with other children's toys. Then when it's time to leave, you walk out without having cleaned up a single toy. It's the best ever! (She hosted us two week ago).

5. It's my mom's night out in, so I'm finishing off a lovely hour of prayer meal planning crafting sitting on my bed and staring at my computer while Kentario tackled jammies, the brushing of the teeth, and now the dishes. Mothers of young children, have you worked this into your weekly schedule yet? Doooo ittttt.

Monday, January 30, 2017

Saturday, January 28, 2017

T W O

Dear Liza,

Today you are two! In the last year you've learned to walk, run (adorable), and talk. You say things like, "I DO it!" --like when you want to climb into a chair by yourself. You exclaim, "I did it!" with equal parts surprise and satisfaction when you're successful.

You love to take care of your baby dolls. You feed them, take them on walks around the house, put them in bed and then repeat the process over again. You enjoy coloring and copying your older sister.

You make us laugh and keep us on our toes.

We love you, Liza!

Love,
Mommy

Friday, January 27, 2017

Frugal Friday

I'm not shopping these days- especially at thrift stores- because...hoarding. Also finances and being a responsible adult (l a m e) but today a local large catholic church had their annual winter yard sale and I've been looking forward to it. It's a huge sale with so, so many hoarders shoppers. Last year my Ma came with me since she was in town- it wasn't the same without her today! Here's what I found for a total of $20 (woot!) If the thought of buying other people's stuff weirds you out, you might want to skip this post. 

Melissa and Doug mail box with mail and stamps
For now, I'm saving this for a Valentine's Day surprise 
$3
Ariel pajamas and sneakers for Liza
When she saw the sneakers she said, "Too big". What a goober.
PJS $? Sneakers $1 
 Headphones for Caris' birthday (She's been asking to use Kent's. Too hook up to what? I don't know), Ariel barbie for bath/pool time, tons of matching hair bows (hair bows are expensive!) and as long as we avoid lice, this will be a good deal. 
Headphones $2
Barbie $2
Bag of Hair bows $1.50
 Booties (I've wanted some, but in Florida I couldn't justify the purchase), a black pair of the softest lounge pants known to man, jammie shorts with *pink crabs* on them, super soft summer dress from Target in dark purpleeeee! (girl squeal) 
Boots $3
Pants $?
Shorts $?
Dress $?
 Kent loves Etch-a-Sketch! My Ma has a VHS player!
Etch-a-Sketch $1
VHS 25 cents each
 A doctor kit because it had this shirt and hat
$1.50
YAY!

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

A New Decade

I shifted a small army of princess board books to Kent's side of the bed and moved a pile of folded laundry from the end of the bed to my dresser. I climbed into bed and bid my 20's goodbye. 

That is the beginning of my memoir. What do you think?

I wish I had profound, well thought out ideas about finishing my 20's and entering a new decade, but I don't. I'll just go with Kent's quote about turning 30, "You're old enough to be wise, but young enough not to be old." SOLID thoughts right there, you guys! 

While the thought of actually aging freaks the bajeebers out of me (as does death, but that's a post for another day. And possibly a counseling session?) I have to quote one of the first quotes I ever pinned on Pinterest, "Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many" (Winston Churchill. Just kidding. Author unknown) And so, onward ho into my 30's! 

rabbit trail Isn't it an odd, daunting feeling to wonder if I will face suffering in this decade, unlike the previous one? It's quite possible.

I don't have big dreams for this new decade (Yet? Ever?). I realized yesterday that I will probably spend a large part of my 30's with my face dangerously close to a public toilet, wiping small bottoms after marathon long poop sessions (whyyyyy? why always in public?). Maybe I can do small things with great love (Mother T) and serve my family for their good and God's glory. To live a quiet life and work with my hands (1 Thessalonians 4).

Three cheers for thirty!

Monday, January 23, 2017

The {Roaring} 20's

Got engaged
Graduated from college
Got married
Bought a house
Taught third grade for four years
Adopted a dog
Welcomed daughter #1
Moved to Florida
Became a pastor's wife
Welcomed daughter #2

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Spoiled

 They washed my windows AND delivered a dessert tray to my bed 

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Currently

Making: Big plans for next weekend 
Cooking: Kent grilled burgers and a pork loin. Grilling ROCKS. 
Drinking: Lemonade 
Reading: The Life Giving Home by Sally Clarkson
Wanting: A big leather cross body bag and a new hair straightener
Looking: Forward to a special someone coming to visit this week
Eating: A bowl of cereal
Wishing: We had free babysitters ( family) like so many other people do
Enjoying: Playing soccer outside. The shrieks and giggles, y'all...
Thinking: About a fun activity to do with Caris. Tea party? Geometry? 
Loving: When Kent plays with play dough so I don't have to   
Hoping: The screams from a nearby house are happy football screams and nothing more 
Needing: To mail a package, return a gift and mop our floors
Listening: To the ceiling fan, crickets and quiet (sleeping!!!) children 
Feeling: Productive- the Christmas stuff is finally out of the garage and into the attic 
Wearing: Sweat pants and a t shirt 
Watching: ABC's Great American Bake Show- the recent Christmas show

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Proud Grandma

 Baby "Princess" was born on Thursday during a peaceful, all natural home birth. The birth took mere seconds and I was instructed to "Don't look Mom. Mom! Don't look. Liza don't show her" 
And then our worlds were forever changed. 

Sunday, January 8, 2017

A Random List {of life}

1. We were awakened at seven a.m. on Saturday morning with this conversation:

Daughter "I coughed up a booger"

Parents "...."

Daughter "Is that cool?" 

2. Everyone at church today told me that Liza is getting so big and I was like TELLMEABOUTIT. Two years old in a few short weeks. 

3. We ate soup for lunch today, wore long sleeves and didn't sweat because it was SIXTY THREE DEGREES in our house. Hiphiphoorayyy! 

4. My daughters love to play school. I'm the teacher AND the bus driver (they work me hard). On other days I'm randomly called Grandma. I will answer to any name- unless it's said using a whiney voice. the worst

5. It's takes the discipline of a thousand monks for me to lead my offspring in cleaning up the house at the end of each day.  It is only at 6:15 PM everyday that I want to sell all of our possessions and move to a 250 square foot house. One foldable recycled biodegradable free trade toy for each kid. 

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Letters

Dear Pool Guy, I'm sorry our large barking dog was on the back porch at 6:53 last Wednesday morning, thus resulting in you probably having to go change your underwear before going to the next house.

Dear Lady in the Walmart parking lot, thank you for pushing my cart back to the cart return so I could buckle my kids in. No, God Bless YOU.

Dear Christmas tree, I'm glad you're still hanging around.

Dear Kent, one of my new joys in life is watching you suffer through an exercise class beside me.

Dear Liza, when you walk by me and say, "Hi! How are you?!" I nearly die from the cuteness.

Dear Caris, you have the memory of a Jeopardy player and the energy of a thousand suns. Care to share either of those things with you forgetful and tired mom?

Dear Children's Director, I'm secretly relieved that we'll be on vacation during the week of VBS this year.

Dear Patch, thanks for letting the girls sit on you while saying "Giddy Up!" and for usually answering to weird horse names.

Dear Anna, thanks for the Amazon Prime hook up!

Dear 2017, please go s l o w l y.