Wednesday, May 31, 2006

We're Back

Thank you everyone for your prayers! We had a safe trip to TN and back. My sister will have to go back at the end of summer, but this bridge has been crossed for now. The highlight of our short, unannounced visit was getting to see family in Virginia and Tennessee. My sister has all the pictures, but when I get them from her I will post some. The weather was beautiful and the mountains were gorgeous, as always. I literally hung my head out the window and breathed the fresh air as we drove through the mountains. The honeysuckle was in full bloom and smelled absolutely delicious! It covered everything. The neat thing about honeysuckle is you can pluck a flower from the bush, and then pull the bottom and the stem comes out of the middle pulling along with it a delectable drop of golden nectar. You can eat it--yum!!! Unfortunately, it is a pesky plant. We were so blessed to visit with family members, however short it was, on such short notice. The trip back in our un-airconditioned car was hard and hot. We are glad to be home!! Josh cut one of his top teeth on the trip, and had diarrhea. Mitch worked hard at home to surprise me with quite a few projects. Hats off to my wonderful hubby!!
Pictures will come...

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

I have to make an unexpected trip to Tennessee with my sister for a court case.

Please pray for us for safe travel and for a resolution to this issue (not a reschedule!!! A trip this heavy and expensive is impossible enough, without having to repeat it).

I have to get to bed now, but hopefully will update more on Monday. We really need some prayers!!! My sister, I and my baby Josh will be traveling and will hopefully return late Sunday. Mitch and his mom have the rest of our kids.

Thanks!

Happy Happy Birthday, Baby!


Mitch is going to ValleyFair!!!
For weeks he has been bugging Mrs. Froemming, his principal. He says, "May 24th is my 30th birthday...that happens to coincide with the senior-high field trip to ValleyFair." She has done her best to ignore him. He would call down to the office and leave messages, leave messages on her desk and in her box, and even got friends/coworkers to petition on his behalf. :) The secondary principal, Mr. Castilleja, tried his best to persuade Mrs. Froemming. Some of the secondary staff offered their seats/tickets to Mitch. It was a lot of fun. She stood her ground and still said, "no." Mr. Castilleja even suggested that Mitch take a personal day or call in sick, "I've got a ticket for you," he laughed. Now Mrs. Froemming was not being unreasonable. You have to understand that my hubby is a bit of a jokester. They were all having a good round of laughs. Seriously. A couple days ago Mrs. Froemming asked Mitch, "Why would you want to go? Those rides just make me sick. You couldn't pay me to go!" Mitch said, "I would go even if I couldn't ride any rides. I really enjoy hanging out with the guys." That was when she knew he was serious. So I got a call yesterday morning. She asked me what my plans were and let me know that they were trying to get things to fall into place so that she could surprise Mitch if I was willing to let him go for the day and if it wouldn't interfere with my plans. (Plans, what plans??). I was on cloud nine. She told me to wait until this morning to tell him. So even going to bed last night Mitch was bumming around. I could tell he was feeling down. He mumbled something about wishing he could go on the trip. I could hardly contain myself. I told him to get over it. Hahaha. I was so excited to wake him up this morning and tell him, "Happy Birthday, and here's your present: you're going to ValleyFair!" Always needing to have the last word, he throws the blankets back over his head and says, "I'm not going." LOL. Once it sunk in, he got dressed in his shorts, etc, but put his "work" clothes on over top--dockers and a LONG SLEEVE dress shirt (never mind how hot it actually is in his 3rd-floor classroom). He wanted to walk in to morning devotions and pretend that he was not planning on going. Always the jokester...
I can't wait to hear how his day goes. The skies are threatening rain and thunderstorms, but I KNOW he'll have fun no matter what. He'll be "with the guys." :)

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

I am sooooo excited!
I finally have a birthday surprise for Mitch. Or I get to participate in one, rather. :)
You will all have to check back tomorrow to find out what it is.
Did I mention how excited I am? I am going to burst at the seams waiting until tomorrow!!! :))))

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Contentment

"I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through Him who gives me strength." Philippians 4:11-13

Feeling content is the opposite of being "afraid of mediocrity." Seldom, if ever, have I felt truly hungry. Few times in my life have I really been in need. My former post, though straight from my heart, is looking more and more self-centered all the time. :)

With lots of kids and daycare kids, too, people frequently ask me "How do you do it all?" Well, to be honest, I don't do it all. I find it very easy to lay aside one project and focus on a different interest for a while. Could the phone calling be that possibly I am unwilling to invest the time necessary to practice getting better at social interactions?? *gasp* Must I admit that I don't fare well socially? This could mean that possibly I am avoiding making phone calls because I don't want to invest the time in it, not that I'm so uncomfortable doing it. But I become uncomfortable doing it because I don't do it often enough. And because I don't truly want to be doing it, no matter how much I tell myself I do want to. In the instance of the latter, no amount of practice will help me get better.
Whether my performance is mediocre or not is irrelevant. What does matter is if I'm doing the work that God has made me for. Maybe some day I will learn the secret of being content. Being content with mediocre or even worse.
Thanks Kristin for the elbow nudge about the women's ensemble. For years I have dreamed of joining the worship team at church (other churches before I came to Calvary). The closest I ever came was standing behind the piano and playing the tambourine. Well hidden. I loved singing in the choir in college, but there are so many other voices singing together. I did sing on a worship team once in college, and I hope it went well. I thought I did ok. :) Mitch knows this about me, and privately needles me about joining. Today I was seriously thinking about it, and I thought "I don't really think I can draw all that attention to myself." LOL So in a matter of just a few days I go from lamenting about being mediocre and just blending in, to not wanting to draw attention to myself. OH THE IRONY... I hope you will all forgive my self pity! I think I am going to try to find more important things to blog about from now on.
But if I don't, then oh well. That's why it's my blog. =P j/k
Today I am content. I am content to get done what I can. I am content to let some things go undone so that I can have a few moments of free time (to blog, to scrapbook, to do whatever). I don't care about mediocrity as much as I thought I did.
Maybe I should cancel that appointment with the therapist...

Friday, May 19, 2006

Zeke just woke up from his nap. He is a little disoriented, but in a great mood and ripe for chatting. He first asked where Caleb was. I told him he is sleeping in his bed. I gently suggested Zeke go pee in the potty so that his pants stay dry. He looked at me and smiled and looked at his pants. Then he said, "Got animal qwackers in my pocket, mom." I couldn't help but giggle. I said, "Yep." He said, "I gonna eat them." Then he came over to the box of animal crackers (a big box I buy at Sam's Club) and got a refill. =D
I just have to add, it's amazing how many animal crackers can fit into the pocket of a size 3T pair of pants...
Since I have been a downer for a couple days here, I think I'll try to show a little more of my dominant positive self today. =)

First of all, the best news is so far we are not throwing up at our house. So if Victory and Levi had anything to share while they were at my house on Wednesday it would seem that we have (so far) been spared. Breathe a sigh of relief, Kristin!

Second, I am so pleased at how well cute little Jaden is doing. I am confident that one of these days Mitch is going to give in to my nagging and watch the kids for a while so I can go over and finally get my turn holding him! We're just going to make sure that no one is vomiting here first. Oh yeah, and I'll probably have to call Steph (but we've already talked enough about how hard it is for me to do that...LOL...I'm just exaggerating!)

Third, did you know that blogger has spell check? It's really easy to use, and it helped me spell "exaggerating" properly. =) Although, it had to learn "Steph" and "Jaden." LOL

I have gained a couple pounds. Oops, I said positive didn't I? Ok, well Mitch has lost a few pounds. :) I can't wait until he stops starving himself and eats again. haha, just kidding. Actually I am now his "coach" and I have him on a strict regiment where I do not let him skip meals and he has to eat snacks in between times. It is his responsibility to control portion sizes, but hopefully this will raise his metabolism. Did you know that the FDA Food Pyramid says that he should eat more calories in a day than I should? Good thing I've always hated that stooopid pyramid. I'd be starving Josh if I only ate 1800 calories in a day. Forget the fact that I've gained a couple pounds. Did I really say that? Ok, it's the late night chocolate chip cookies. I confess. I guess Josh didn't really need them... but there should be a question on that mypryamid site for pregnant or nursing moms. Really.
Ok, on with the list. Let's see...we're up to fifth now. I'm having a scrapbooking workshop at my house tonight. Mitch is taking the kids out and letting me and my friends take over the house. Yay!!! I have the album pages for my mom and step-mom almost completely done. Just have to finish journaling. There are 95 pictures each and 11 sheets/22 album pages. They turned out beautiful and didn't really take that much time. It gave me hope for catching up with my own projects.
Sixth, the fabric store had a nice sale. I bought some more diapering fabric, and some fabric to make Eden another dress. It will be my first time sewing a knit garment on my serger. I'm soooo excited to try.
Seventh, whew these numbers are getting tacky...last night I made a really yummy supper--cubed steak baked in brown gravy, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob--my mom Janet would be so proud...she's the one who taught me! I even stayed up late after the kids were in bed, baking cookies. I think that should earn a couple of bonus points. :)
Oh boy, oh boy. I've gotta run for now. Things are getting sillier by the minute. Zeke thinks the animal crackers on the table are an all-you-can-eat buffet. In fact, he thinks Tom's shirt is a buffet by the looks of it (I just caught him trying to bite the shirt, not the kid, just the shirt)...
Have a great weekend!

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Re: Mediocrity

Just wanted to let you know that I posted replies in the comments section of "Mediocrity" if you are looking for a little more of an explanation. =)

Mediocrity

It's quiet. The kids are either gone, sleeping, or just being quiet. Chores are done, or at least done enough, and Mitch doesn't need my help. I sit down at my computer with a list of 5 names in front of me. Five phone calls. That's all I have to make. My heart rate increases slightly. I know that calling these customers will be good for me and for them. They need to know that I care and want to follow up on promises to help. My business will grow, and I may even meet a goal. So I dial the first number. My hands shake slightly. I stumble over my words a bit, in spite of the script that I wrote and practiced. I am only talking to an answering machine. As I hang up the phone, I review my comments and shake my head. "I sound stupid." I mutter under my breath. Next name and then the next. Each call leaves me feeling more gloomy than before, now I just can't wait to be done. I'd rather be cleaning the toilet. The 5 calls takes me less than 15 min., and I only talk to one real person. I feel like a failure. Nothing sold, nothing scheduled, no one helped. Or so it seems. Will I do this again tomorrow? No way! What am I so afraid of??

A couple weeks later a bill collector started calling. Not for us, but for a relative who does not live here (and never has). I wondered how they even got our number. When they ask for the relative, "May I speak to so and so?" Mitch simply says, "No." Dumbfounded, the bill collector stumbles over his next words until the conversation ends with Mitch grinning and saying, "Have fun!" That looked like fun to me. Soon it was my turn. I knew that I should ask for our number to be removed from the list and that it should be. I also knew that if I got too excited or angry that the person would just hang up on me and call again tomorrow. The bill collector called, right in the middle of daycare. The kids were all playing nicely together. I was folding laundry, but I had to stop so that I could concentrate on what I said and how I said it. I calmly asked for our name to be removed from the list. He ignored me and continued on. Knowing that my voice was starting to sound "excited" I asked to speak to a supervisor. He gave an excuse and tried to ignore me. I insisted, now really pushing the line. I was sure he would hang up, but eventually a supervisor got on the line. Through my clinched teeth I explained that this was not so-and-so's number and never had been and that I could pick anybody's name out of the phone book to give to them without the owner's consent so what did it matter? Please stop harassing me! The kids are getting louder and I have to leave the room. My blood pressure must have shot through the roof, and my hands are shaking. Nay, my whole body is shaking. My eyes darken. Something inside me is saying this is insane! Finally she asks if this is such-and-such address. I say "No! Of course not!" She agrees to remove my number from their calling list. Relief...a little. It takes me a long, long time to calm down. How can I take care of kids like this? I am a wreck. I called Mitch to cry on his shoulder. Two weeks later I decided to call a therapist.

I love my life. I trust God that He will work everything out for good. I understand that trials will come, be they from Him or from the enemy, but that He will walk beside me and guide me when I ask. Iron sharpens iron. I do not get easily depressed. Sometimes I am quick-tempered, but I am also quick to grant grace. Mitch has learned his lessons well from the "Love and Respect" seminar, and does a good job of showing me love. My kids are healthy and beautiful, and I am so proud of them. I have a few close friends and many more wonderful acquaintances. I just can't call any of them on the phone. At least not without raising my heart rate. And reviewing my conversation both before and after the call. It took me a long time to call a therapist because I wasn't sure this was a valid reason for going to see one. I guess I thought they would turn me down too. I don't have major issues. I don't have an abusive past. I don't suppress memories. I guess maybe I am afraid of being rejected...but am I? I know that rejection is to the offer, not to me. I understand that God has never rejected me, but has accepted me and always will. I have understood that since I was very little. That's what really matters and I let it permeate my life.

I fear mediocrity. It dawned on me this morning like someone flipping the switch. I fear blending into the crowd, only being able to achieve what so many others have all ready achieved. I get jealous of other people's successes. I believe that is a sinful attitude. I wonder if a therapist will help me conquer that? I love making diapers and sharing my patterns. But what if my diapers and patterns are really no better than the hundreds of others that are out there? Will I be able to accept that and keep going? I love my other unnamed business, and I am close to promoting in the business. But will it matter? There are thousands of others who have achieved that level. Will I be able to be content with it, or will I feel the pressure to continue to scramble for a higher level where there is more recognition? My outstanding house is a cluttered mess. Will it ever be a showcase house? Why do I feel it needs to be? My daycare, as safe as it is, fails miserably when compared to many "professional" daycares out there. I will always remember the day when another daycare provider heard my plans to offer hourly drop-in care. She turned to me and commented, "That is so unprofessional." Well, I guess that's one way where I'm not mediocre. :) I compare the lives of my children to my own life as a child. In some ways my life was better (I had acres and acres of land to roam free on), but in so many other ways their lives are better (for one, I am still married to their dad, and I do not let them roam free and unsupervised as I got into lots and lots of trouble that way!). I guess it matters what your standard of comparison is. If I place my standard as Jesus Christ, where I should be, I realize I am not any better than the 12 disciples, who were arguing. In Matthew 18, they asked Jesus, "Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?" Jesus said: "I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven." The whole chapter is good, of course, but I risk rabbit-trailing off of my original subject. I recognize that this fear of mediocrity, this desire to rise above everyone else, has been in me at least since high school. I ruthlessly competed for the Valedictorian spot (I was Salutatorian), I determined to win a full ride scholarship to a college (which I did). Achievement has always been a goal of mine. Proverbs 11:2 says "When pride comes, then comes disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom." I have understood the value of wisdom vs. knowledge for many years, and I thought that I desired wisdom above knowledge. :) I see that in my desire for achievement what I have really been cultivating is a prideful spirit. I need to refocus on becoming like a child. I should have plenty of children to learn from...they fill my house to the brim every day.

It still doesn't answer my question about the phone calls. It partially does. I do understand why I'm having trouble with goal-setting. I'm not setting the right goals. I think that the two are related. Mediocrity is not something to be feared. Good friends have told me "Steph, God does not give us the spirit of fear." Indeed, the only fear I need to have is the fear of the Lord. So I'd better get to practicing becoming like a little child and throw off the vain quest for recognition. The most important job I have in all of my life is sitting at my feet.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006



So this is why I haven't updated in a few days... not because of the hole, but because of the cut cable represented by the white line in the hole. Even though we had our yard marked (orange lines), and started digging our hole a "safe" distance away, we still managed to cut the line. :( That's Life!! I hope that they were a little more acurate marking our other utility lines! The website for gopher one claims that they are acurate within 2 feet. You can see from the picture that the white line is more than 24 inches away from the orange lines. The cable guy agreed with me. :) I'm back up and running!!

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Crabby Baby!!

The past few days at our house with Josh have not been fun...he has been a real crab! Clingy, tired, just not himself. We have done everything we could just to get away from him for a few minutes. Carrie took Josh and Zeke for 3 hours yesterday afternoon and I got ALL of the rest of the boards stained in the basement! Mitch got a good number of them put on the walls, until he ran out of dry ones and we had to stop for a late afternoon lunch. Today we are supposed to work more.

I am sooooo tired! And I have two of my own BIG projects I am working on. (Here's a secret--I finally printed up pictures so that I can send updated album pages to my loving family members back home!! Mom and Dad, yours are coming! I wanted to have them done in time for Mother's Day, but I didn't make it. Bummer!)

I mentioned it was raining on Friday. It's still raining. How many straight days? Four at least, I can't remember. So we are doing all this staining, etc, in the basement with the windows closed. *choke* If you stop by, please don't worry, they're going to pack us up and send us to the funny farm later.

We got out last night, all seven of us. That usually only happens on Sunday mornings and special occasions! We took the kids to the thrift store to get some new clothes. We told them they could buy whatever they wanted with their allowance money and we would pay for 1/2 of it. Unfair that they would have to buy their own clothes? Not the way I see it. They were blowing their money on candy literally every week and then I noticed how cruddy Micah's teeth looked and that's when I did the "inspection" after brushing and discovered Eden's cavity a few weeks ago.

No, I don't think we're being unfair at all. Teaching our kids responsibility, that's much better. Micah got 7 items and Eden got 9 items, and both spent $16 of their own money. I teased Daddy and said that Eden did better because I was shopping with her, and had been well-trained by my grandmother. He complained that he didn't know that the green tags were 1/2 off. =P

Micah did score an excellent Columbia jacket. For some reason it was only priced $7.99 (many other jackets we saw were priced much higher, even up to $20 for a used coat!). It has two parts, so it can zip apart for two lighter/summer jackets. He was thrilled. Still think it's unfair? That only cost him $4. And the lesson that we all spent total $80 on lots and lots of clothes which is the cost of ONE new Columbia jacket was absolutely priceless.

At one point in the trip Micah said to me, "I don't really like buying these clothes." I asked him why. "Because they have been used already." I took that opportunity to pull a beautiful pair of pants off the rack and point out that the only difference between those and the new ones at Sears is the amazing price difference--they both look the same after 1 washing. You just have to look for the treasures, not all the clothes there are worth our money! He did great and picked out several shirts, which I know he had been needing.

Of course during this whole trip crabby baby cried and was passed back and forth between me and Daddy. I will say that Daddy did most of the watching of Zeke and Josh so that I could immerse myself in finding good deals---it's a good thing, too, because I think it takes a LOT of focus to do that kind of shopping. I can't even talk on the phone while bargain hunting!

The Columbia jacket was the cream of our trip. Mitch said Eden may have got more stuff for the same price, but "Micah wins." I did too. A couple weeks ago I was there and found 2 skirts that I liked. I got a phone call while I was there, and decided that I needed to leave immediately. I took one look at the VERY long line and sighed and put my skirts back on the rack...I don't really need them. I decided to check to see if they were still there, and to my amazement they were. And guess what? One of them had a green tag...so I got 1/2 off! =D

Well crabby baby had a bad night. He came into our bed sometime in the middle of the night...not sure when as I was exhausted and Mitch lovingly fetched him for me. Something must have given way, because he started to feel better overnight. He woke up in the middle of the night again, in our bed, but failed to let me know that he was awake and feeling better. LOL. That was short-lived. He soon crawled right off our bed and fell to the concrete floor wedged between the bed and the wall. Now, before you get worried, it's not as bad as it sounds. All of our kids have fallen at some point. Even Dr. Greene states it. Their little noggins are pretty sound. And I will take precautions so that it doesn't happen again. BUT even though he was pretty mad afterwards, a quick nursing took care of the attitude. He woke up in a GREAT mood and is finally crawling and happy and playing by himself. He's sporting a small bruise, but not even so much as a bump, on his forehead. He doesn't seem any worse for the wear!

It is Mother's Day today! I love both of my moms--my mother who gave me life and my wonderful step-mother who took me as her own and helped me through those hard teen years! I know that God had a special plan for my life because he took a bad situation (divorce) and worked it out for good in me. I am who I am because of both of these women and the intricate way our lives are woven together. My step-mom will always be my "mom" too and has fully earned that right, even though she never had to! I honor both of them on this day and every day!!

Well, I'd better quit rambling. As I sat here typing, everyone around me is waking up and getting ready for church. I sent Caleb downstairs to wake up Daddy and he did and came back. Just now as Daddy came up the stairs I heard a "Whoa!" I turned to see him just stopping Josh from taking a tumble down the stairs...Caleb had left the gate open when he came back up. Whew...it makes ordinary life seem dull!

Friday, May 12, 2006

Rainy Days

My house is sparkling!!

Mitch took Thursday and Friday (today) off from work to try to get some work done on the basement. My neice, Beth, is on break from her school and she is helping. This morning we got lots cleaned up in the house and it looks great! Beth and Mitch are back at it, working on the basement, and I made sure to get pictures. It is looking soooooo nice!!!! How do you like my blue walls now?? =)
Micah is on a field trip today at St. John's Abbey. It is cold (43 degrees) and rainy...poor kiddos! Where oh where did the warm April days go? Our spring was off to such a great start... At least the rain is keeping things green.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

They are so cute!

Why are kids so cute?
I hope this keeps up!!

Monday, May 08, 2006

Sound Off

I don't know if I've said it or not, but I'm working through reading the Lord of the Rings books again. I'm a little over half-way through. The truth is, I loved the movies before I loved the books. The first time I picked up the books, I was quickly overwhelmed and got bored as I had a hard time following along. The next time I decided to plow through them, and I mainly focused on getting the basics down...skipping the geographical details which I found hard to follow. This time I have found it much much easier to follow along, and I read with my thumb holding the place to the map so that I can flip back and forth trying to navigate my way through Middle Earth. What's the use you say?? Well for one, I feel like I'm getting smarter. =) No, really! It makes me sad that 11 year olds can read this and comprehend better than I can, so if nothing else I am stretching my reading comprehension!!

Ok, so now I want to sound off for a bit. I loved the movies first, I really did. But I had some unanswered questions and I wanted to read the books to find the answers...that's a redeeming point--the movies led me to discover the books. The first time I read the books, I decided that PJ had changed very little in making the movies. So much for reading comprehension! On my second journey through the books, I've realized that MUCH has been changed. Anyone who would speak otherwise probably comprehends as much of the books as I did the first time I went through them. So what is a person to do? If you enjoy the movies, then I recommend you find time to read the books because if you don't you are truly missing out. It is possible to enjoy both. But I don't have the same love for the movies that I did before.  It is still quite possible to find some amount of depth in the movies. In spite of the limitations, they are a helpful visual aid if you do go on to read the books...just don't let the movies be a hindrance. I never understood that when my high school lit teachers would tell me that, but now I think I do!

More quotes to come!!

Sunday, May 07, 2006

Well Water


Look what Mitch did to our pond! He used this small sump pump to pump the water out and put it back on the lawn. =) He likes to say, "My lawn is 'well' watered." I didn't get a picture yesterday, but I should have--there were hundreds of mosquitoes swarming the pond, and it's not a very large area!

Eden's Teeth...or lack of!


Eden pulled 3 of her teeth in 2 days. I had been encouraging her to really give them a good wiggle for weeks now. Her top front teeth had been purposefully filed down by the dentist to help correct her bite, and they had significantly worn down fairly small. I just couldn't wait for them to finally come out! During a regular "inspection" after brushing a couple weeks ago, I discovered a small cavity in one of her molars. I took her in to the dentist, who was giving me high-fives as he filled it. =) Ah, but he made no suggestions as to the wiggly teeth that did not come out. Well, Eden finally found some brave motivation somewhere deep inside her (I think it was the promise of $1 per tooth, or maybe it was the opportunity to have a space she could fit a straw through), and she pulled out the first one on my instruction of which way to bend and pull. That really got things rolling, and she pulled out the next one. Then the next day she came home and said she'd really like to get her other bottom lateral incisor out, so I encouraged her again. It didn't fall out quite as easily, and she started to get discouraged. I told her it really wasn't a big deal, but I think she wanted to impress her teacher. I'm looking at my baby girl's beautiful smile and pondering many things. Mostly now I understand why my mom called us "snaggle puss" when we were little! The picture is right after she lost the top two teeth. Now she is saying she can't wait for her new teeth to come in...sheesh

Friday, May 05, 2006

Still nothing exciting...

Josh got his first tooth almost 2 weeks ago, and I'm pretty sure he's working on the second one. His sleep schedule has been all out of whack, and I want to blame teething, but then I don't want to either. Night before last was looooong and terrible with him waking up several times. Last night was much better, we went for a walk at 7 and he fell asleep in the stroller. He slept until 9:30, then woke up and nursed and went back to sleep within an hour. He slept in his bed all night until almost 5 am, then he decided he was up to play. :( I let him play on the floor while I dozed on the couch, and eventually he crawled over to me and we cuddled up and fell back asleep until the alarm clock woke up the big kids. It wasn't long enough!

My auctions ended well. Mitch and I are trying to decide if we should do more. We are praying for an answer. I could easily sew more diapers, or I could just as easily push my CM business to the next level. (Got a little anxiety problem holding me back). Mitch is looking for a summer job, but so far nothing seems to be jumping out at us. I hate to give him up for the summer. It's always fun to have him around, and to be able to plan trips, or just days off, without worrying.

Josh is officially "cruising." I caught him walking around the dining room table holding on the to the backs of the chairs the other night. There are a few toys that he will pull up on and "push" around the room now, too. I am so amazed and his motivation!

Mitch worked mostly alone on the painting this week, as it seemed that I didn't have as much time to pull away from watching the kids. We still have a tiny closet to go and the ceiling in the bathroom. We are painting it white, so he stopped by the waste place and got some more free paint. =) Next we will finish the pine boards for the walls and then it's on to trim! He says that the pine boards will be easy--I sure hope so. We usually work as a team, one person spreading glue and the other (preferably Mitch) with the air nailer--what a blessing that we have that! Mitch always works better with someone at his side. It has taken me a long time to get this, but it's the way he is made and I should be honored that he wants me to be there with him!

That's enough for today, I have a lot of end of the month stuff that I still need to finish up if I do anything else productive today!

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Pippa's Song


The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearl'd;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in His heaven--
All's right with the world!
--"Pippa's Song" by Robert Browning
Mitch and I met in college at Alice Lloyd College in Pippa Passes, Kentucky. The town was named for this poem, and from a friendship between Alice Lloyd and Elizabeth Barrett Browning. We used to tour with the college choir, and during the events we would show a slide show and read this poem. One year Mitch and I had the privilege to read the poem together, he would read a line and I would read one. =) I always think of it when a morning so great as this one dawns with dew lingering on the blades of grass and a gentle mist hovering just above the field across the road. How I miss the Appalachian mountains!!
Yay! The rain has ended!

Monday, May 01, 2006

Everything in our basement now has a first coat of paint, except for two small closets. We invested in MORE paint and started doing second coats. Mitch made good progress on Saturday, and we used Sunday as a day of rest.

It is amazing to watch Zeke (who is 2.5 years old) and Josh (who is 8 months old) interact as brothers. Josh just adores Zeke. His eyes follow him all over and he laughs at just about any funny move that Zeke makes. When he's down on the floor, Josh will follow Zeke all over as best as he can. Zeke loves Josh, too. This morning when he woke up, Josh was the first person that Zeke ran to give a hug to. As if fueled by Josh's laughter, Zeke's antics get louder and sillier. This is not without mishaps, of course. I once read a study that said even little babies can hold a grudge (I wish I could remember where I read the study). I remember the conclusions were that big brothers and sisters should "look out." If it's true, Josh seems to forgive Zeke fairly easily. =)



I got my hair cut this weekend. It had been since December, so I felt it was due time. Because it had been so long, I felt that 2 inches was not too much. Unfortunately, I'm not all that thrilled with it. In fact, I remember it being a tad to short in December, and I think that's exactly what I got back to. Oh well. I asked her to trim my bangs to my eyebrows. They loom well above my brows, and I think that's what aggravates me the most. :( It's hair. It grows, thank goodness. Doesn't matter, I rarely style it anyways. LOL Mitch said that next time I can skip the cheap cut and go to see my friend at JcPenney instead. It will probably be a while before I need it though.

When will the rain stop? We have enough now, I think. The pond in my back yard has swelled to overflowing. At least it makes our sign look good. This is a picture that was taken last year, but you get the idea. I sure hope the sun is shining like this soon!