Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Tiny Talk Tuesday




Tiny Talk Tuesday helps parents focus on one of the many joys of parenting - the funny things that our little ones (and sometimes big ones) have to say.

Join in the fun and record the Tiny Talk overheard in your house! Publish a post on your blog and link us to the laughs. Then be sure to link to the blog carnival on this post so more bloggers can join in the fun.

The guidelines can be found here if you need them.
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D (age 4) was playing a game on the internet. He accidentally hit the home key on the keyboard and it sent him back to google. He began crying and his big sister, K (age 8), yelled from across the room, "It's OK David. You are on google.com. Everything will be alright."

(yes, it appears that google has already started to control my children)
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D: Mom, do you know why I love Baby Cat so much?
Mom: No. Why?
D: Cause he loves me so much.
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Your Turn:




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Sunday, July 24, 2011

Times they are a changing

I have been doing quite a bit of freaking out thinking about how things are changing around here.  Of course, this involves thinking about how each of my little babies is growing up.

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This photo, taken in April, shows my four little ones swinging together.  But they are rapidly changing and growing.  That littlest guy on the left is almost ready to leave the baby swing. 

With his delightful growth, I see the baby years ending in this household.  Those baby years that seemed so UNENDING for so long are slowly disappearing. 

And it is here that I find my currently reality.  I feel like I am in a strange place, leaving behind a stage in my parenting.  One that has been so familiar for so long.

And everything they said was true.  It has flown by. 

In fact, I think I only blinked.

But the reality of growing children hits me at random moments.

Just the other day I decided at the very last minute to go to the pool with my 4 kids and my niece and nephew.  I was able to gather everything we needed and pile into the car within 10 minutes. 

Of course, I had helping hands.  But most of all, it occurred to me that I had energy.  And that was abnormal.  Every summer of the last 9 years has contained a baby (under 1) or a pregnancy. 

Suddenly, I have neither. 

This is a different place.   It’s a good place.  But it feels strange to be leaving the world of baby.

I watch three “big” kids carry their own things into the pool.  They walk without assistance.   They are capable of crossing the street safely together.

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I hold the hand of a little man who needs some supervision, but happily does “his thing”. 

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And I am the mommy, happily in the midst of it all, feeling a bit strange because I am not pregnant with another child.

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So I am full of energy.  Most days.

Our family is growing, but not in size anymore.  We are only growing in age.

And yes, random thoughts occur to me.  I look at my blog and realize that I will not be using my blog’s “pregnancy” label ever again.  That is done. 

Don’t get me wrong, I realize that another child could technically join our family.  We would be thrilled, of course, even though it is not our plan.  But  the fact remains that it is not our plan right now, so that is how we proceed.

And I know that there are plenty of parenting years ahead.  Yet those baby years seem to be disappearing. 

So right now, I am absorbing the moment that is now.  Because “this too shall pass” and I will leave the world of toddlers and little kids.

So I want to be in these years as fully as possible, absorbing every detail and being present in each moment.  I have this haunting, nagging feeling that time is about to fly even faster now.

And while I would never stop time, I do enjoy moments when I feel like I get to press pause. 

Monday, July 18, 2011

Tiny Talk Tuesday




Tiny Talk Tuesday helps parents focus on one of the many joys of parenting - the funny things that our little ones (and sometimes big ones) have to say.

Join in the fun and record the Tiny Talk overheard in your house! Publish a post on your blog and link us to the laughs. Then be sure to link to the blog carnival on this post so more bloggers can join in the fun.

The guidelines can be found here if you need them.
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C's Word: Rink
Real Word: Drink

C has yet to tell his mommy, "I love you." Nope. Nada.

But when I put his new birthday Build-A-Bear stuffed Frog in his crib, he grabbed it and said, "Love Froggie."

Lovely. The Frog has me beat. Maybe the Froggie can learn to change some diapers...
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Your Turn:






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Monday, July 11, 2011

Tiny Talk Tuesday




Tiny Talk Tuesday helps parents focus on one of the many joys of parenting - the funny things that our little ones (and sometimes big ones) have to say.

Join in the fun and record the Tiny Talk overheard in your house! Publish a post on your blog and link us to the laughs. Then be sure to link to the blog carnival on this post so more bloggers can join in the fun.

The guidelines can be found here if you need them.
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D (age 4) was a NON STOP chatterbox today. I have NO idea what came over him, but he was a constant stream of chatter....

Mommy. Mommy. Come here. See. You stand here when someone is in the bathroom and you are waiting your turn. Someone is in there and you stand right here. See. I am standing right here so I can wait for the bathroom.

That is only one example. This went on ALL DAY LONG. As I left for work, I mentioned to Eric that D had talked non-stop.

When I asked Eric how the evening went, he commented on D talking NON STOP!
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T (age 6) came running up the stairs and told Daddy, "K (age8) tried to spit on me. K tried to spit on me."

Dad: (to K) Don't spit on Tricia.

K: But she spit on me first.

So daddy went back on to Tricia to talk and they went round and round. At some point...

T: But K should not have repaid evil for evil.

(completely caring less that she was involved in that initial evil)
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I bought the delicious oatmeal dunkers at Trader Joes. (YUM!)

Well, the daddy around here is watching what he eats and the man loves those things too. So I told the kids, "Don't tell Daddy we bought these. He'll eat them all. I'll hide them up here."

A EFW HOURS LATER....when Daddy came home...

D (age 4...who had been talking non-stop) walked over to Daddy and said, "DONT EAT ALL THE COOKIES! Are you going to eat all the cookies?"

Daddy: (no clue about the hidden cookies) (laughs) Yes.

D kicked him. (in a funny way)

Then I had to laugh because it was HOURS later and that was the first thing on D's mind.
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Your Turn:






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Saturday, July 9, 2011

Top Ten Things I miss most about TV

1.

Um...hmmm...

Maybe I need more time to think.

Or maybe there isn't really all that much to miss.


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Thursday, July 7, 2011

All the world’s a stage…

Because down in the basement, one VERY COOL Daddy has built one.

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Costumes were hunted down.

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Children discovered their inner acting talents.

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The song selection included most of the, “Sound of Music” soundtrack.

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Even the smallest actor joined in.

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And yes, at moments it was safe to say that he stole the show.

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But eventually he allowed the other actors to return to the stage and a complete theater was set up.  Of course, the audience needs to ignore the holes in the ceiling.

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And I just have to add that because of one very awesome daddy, this rainy boring day was turned completely around.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Monday, July 4, 2011

Tiny Talk Tuesday




Tiny Talk Tuesday helps parents focus on one of the many joys of parenting - the funny things that our little ones (and sometimes big ones) have to say.

Join in the fun and record the Tiny Talk overheard in your house! Publish a post on your blog and link us to the laughs. Then be sure to link to the blog carnival on this post so more bloggers can join in the fun.

The guidelines can be found here if you need them.
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Look mom! I balanced it sideways!



By his reaction, I was pretty sure that he didn't realize that it was only propped on the door.

Your turn:







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Happy Fourth of July

I was organizing my photos and found this little gal…

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She sure is something else.

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Posing like a crazy girl.

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Which is pretty amusing…

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EXCEPT that all of these faces were during an attempt at a family photo.

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I expect the boys to lose focus.

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I know it is hard to get a 2 year old to look at the camera.

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But I had to laugh tonight while going through my photos.  I had NO clue that my 6 year old was having her own private portrait session.

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And even though we did get this family shot…

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I admit the the other series captures my family a bit more.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Cutting off your arm

Pride has a funny way of sneaking up on you.

It starts as a simply joy in your achievements or accomplishment.  Maybe it is just a healthy self-confidence in what you can do.

Watch me mom!  Watch what I can do!

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But it can degrade very quickly into a beast that smears one’s accomplishment in the faces of those who have not achieved the same goals or do not possess the same talents.

And recently, in our home, pride took a turn for the worse.

One child, rejoicing in their own accomplishments, began to tear down the children who had not achieved the same goals.  Pride revealed itself in words, in actions, and in facial expressions.

It was NOT pretty.  In fact, it was downright ugly.

So we had a talk.

Matthew 5:29 says, “If your right eye causes you to sin, gouge it out and throw it away. It is better for you to lose one part of your body than for your whole body to be thrown into hell.”

Now before you jump to any crazy conclusions about the reason I shared this verse, I was NOT threatening condemnation.  We have a Savior who has already taken the penalty for our sin.  He is eager to forgive and remove our sins as well.  There is no longer condemnation for one trusting in Christ. 

I was not making threats.

I was also not suggesting any amputation.  Cutting off  body parts are not the solution.  At least not in this case.

But I do believe this verse reveals how very seriously God treats sin.  All sin.  Our sin has far reaching effects on our own lives and the lives of those around us.  We must regularly examine our hearts and treat sin with the same seriousness as our Heavenly Father.

While I wasn’t suggesting the removal of body parts, I was suggesting the removal of activities.  I would remove the activity, the source of pride, before I would allow the damage of my child’s heart or the hearts of the other little people in our house.

My little one was not happy about this possibility. 

And admittedly, neither was I. 

I absolutely love to watch my children shine!

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But I can not watch it at the expense of the heart of my child.  And I won’t.

So we prayed for help.  Without the help of the Holy Spirit, we will not be able to humble ourselves.  We prayed God would help us be mindful of our hearts.  We prayed that we would build others up with our words and attitudes.  And we prayed for forgiveness.

And yes, I do say we because my child is not alone in this sin.  I struggle regularly with the same problem.  I’m just not usually as obvious about smearing it around anymore.

And then we moved on, thankful for forgiveness.

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But this prayer will not be far from our lips, especially during  seasons when it is most tempting.

In case you are curious, this post is purposefully written so that no one can determine which child was having a problem.  I have purposefully chosen pictures of all four kids doing activities that have nothing to do with this situation.  I don’t want a specific record of this incident.  God has forgiven my child and so have I.  I feel that recording the specifics would be inappropriate as a record of someone else’s personal sin that is not mine to record or share publicly. 

Instead, I simply write as a record of the seriousness of sin.  I pray I will take sin this seriously in my own life and that God will enable me to guide my children in His path daily. 

And perhaps He might use this post as a reminder or encouragement to someone else.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Our “backyard”

I live a in a “planned” community in the heart of suburbia. 

And I SWORE I would never live here, but I do.  And admittedly, I LOVE it. 

If I go to the end of my street and turn left, it is less than a 10 minute walk to our neighborhood pool, grocery story, bagel place, ice cream shop, basketball courts, playground, soccer field, AND bank.  They are all less than a half mile away.

And I do love that direction OH SO MUCH! 

BUT if I go to the end of my street and turn RIGHT, it’s a whole other story in less than half mile.

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Within moments suburban life disappears from the mind.

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The explorations begin.  Treasures are found.

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Quiet observations take place.

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Until we arrive at our final destination….

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Suburbia is gone.   And we begin to play…

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Dirt is tolerated here.  In fact, it is mostly celebrated!  On faces.  On hands.  Even in mouths.

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We splash.  We build.  We play.

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And Mommy is no exception once she hands the camera off to Daddy for a bit.

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There are moments of noise…

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And there are moments of quiet.

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It’s wonderfully different here from the normal pace of life.

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And we are so thankful it is right in “our backyard”.

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After our fun, we gather ourselves together for the UPHILL trek back home, grateful it isn’t too far.

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The best of both worlds, suburbia and nature, both within minutes of walking.

 

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