Last night, I was finishing up supper prep with an unusual helper in the kitchen. My little man, Isaac, was there with me – not assisting, mind you, but racing cars under the non-working-propane-gas-stove-burner-thingys. Complete with noises and play-by-play descriptions. He also very carefully moved the not-hot bread pans from one side of the stove to the other with hot pads. While looking very pleased with himself. Gotta love that guy. =)
I run a little hair-cutting-service on the side of my homemaker job. Okay, really, it’s just part of it. =P Anyhow, it’s really a full service place. Come on in, get your hair cut, get your clothes washed as you go clean off in the bath, and of course, I’ll clean up the mess that resulted from your haircut. Last night I had a cute little customer who covered his eyes with his hands during much of the haircut. He was DYING to be done near the end, but you know, that happens. At least there was no crying or screaming involved. ;) Anyhow, when the haircut was finished, he just off and went to the bath. No pay for my great hair cut, no tips, not even a kiss! Silly little guy…I’ll have to catch him later – now that he’s not all hairy. ;)
Last night during worship, we were reading along, when all the sudden Ruby got very animated while searching for the right words, "Oooooo!!! OOOOOOoooo!!!!! There’s something like a bat swimming in the lake!" Or something like that. I figured there was just another dead bat on the porch until she got to the part about swimming. Yes, the kids saw their first muskrat in the wild last night. ;)
As I was tucking Ruby into bed last night, she was playing with my hair, telling me that it looks like Aunt Tracy’s and would look just like it if I had it cut straight across in the front a little shorter. Then she asked me to tuck it behind my ears again, ‘cause it is "cute like that". Awww.....
When I sing to Jadelyn at night, she often says, "giggle me!" as I sing. What fun to watch a giggling, squirming little girl! =)
Just before naptime today, I had the distinct displeasure of changing yet another poopy diaper for my 3 year-old. But this one was different. This one had "dog poop" in it. For you see, she was being a dog when she pooped. Good thing she clarified for me, ‘cause I was really wondering how dog poop made it’s way into her diaper. ;O
As I was tucking Jadelyn into bed for naptime today, she bit my nose without using her teeth. Then informed me, "I ate you up. Now we don’t have a Mom." "Why?" I asked. "’Cause I’m a lion", she stated, like that was perfectly normal and explained everything. Crazy kid.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Monday, September 24, 2012
Kiddiokies
So, I started writing stuff down again. One point for me! =)
The other day, Isaac was telling me again how he is going to live with me forever. I told him that as much as I love him, it is okay for him to grow up and move out...as long as he comes back and visit. He was not easily dissuaded. I told him that his wife would probably not appreciate living with me, so as much as I am glad that he loves me, he probably should re-think his plan and just come for visits instead. I still could not convinced him. No siree. He told me that his wife would want to live with me, too, because he would make sure of it before he married her. Ha! I love you, Buddy, but I-don't-think-so! ;)
The other day, as the kids were playing babies, as they so often do, I overheard Isaac tell Ruby in baby-talk, "I keep you safe, sista!" Hope he always does!
Ruby and Isaac were playing the other day. I was in the kitchen and could hear Ruby exclaiming, "I'm an acrobat!" She insisted that I come see. So I did. She would lay on top of the big blue blow-up chair (that David just HAD to get from a yard sale =P), and Isaac would push it over. Well, the one time I watched, she came down and instead of a graceful acrobatic flip, she crashed the side of her foot or ankle onto the rocking horse rockers. Ouch. Luckily, it appears nothing is broken. But it has stopped Ruby's acrobatic aspirations...for the moment, at least. Or maybe just toned 'em down. For I think she has still been doing somersaults. =P
I made some vegan "fried rice" (which turned out more like yummy oily rice with vegetables and Fri-Chik, so I guess that's probably not vegan, 'eh? =O) and some broccoli for supper on Friday night. Isaac was not impressed. And proceeded to grumble about it. I told him that if he had nothing nice to say, he shouldn't say anything at all. I completely expected to hear more grumbling and then have to implement some consequence. But instead, Isaac said (albeit in a slightly grumbly tone) something like, "thanks for making broccoli, Mom." Whoo-hoo! What a nice surprise! =) And I do love that he likes his broccoli. ;)
Jadelyn informed me the other day that she came back to Isaac and Ruby's bedroom to rub my back, as I lay on my side. I don't remember any backrub before she hopped onto my side and started singing, "riding on a horsey, a horsey!" ;P Guess that's slightly better than the other day when she informed me at some mealtime that I was a "cow". Ha! That time, she told David that HE was the "horsey". Normally, she'll say, "Mom? You're a Jew and I'm a Samaritan". Or a Gentile. Or something. I think she likes to hear herself talk. ;)
I love that Ruby describes cold things as being "like Lake Michigan". The other day, we went for our first bike ride with our new-for-us Adams tandem trail-a-long. We went around the entire lake, much to the kid's delight. I loved watching Ruby and Isaac pedal away. It went quite well until we switched who was in front about halfway around. Ruby was then in front, and thus in charge of the gears. Isaac wasn't all about it. And then, Isaac was like, "Wooby, you need to pedal!" and "Wooby!" this and "Wooby!" that. ;P As we were coming back down the driveway, Ruby was saying something about her hands being "like Lake Michigan". Or maybe breeze on her hands was like that. Something. Anyways....
During worship on Sabbath night, we were talking about how Isaac was complaining about Daddy's driving on the way home from church (which for the moment anyways, wasn't bad ;D). David asked him if he would rather walk than ride with Daddy-o, and Isaac said he would rather walk. So, David stopped the van. Isaac started to get very worried. We told him to unstrap. He was getting REALLY worried. Out of the van he went. David went with him. And they started to walk, while I took over driving and took off down the road. We went for a ways, then went back and picked them up. So, during worship, we were talking about this, and why did David walk with Isaac? Had David complained about his driving or done anything that needed to get him kicked out of the van? No. Then why? Isaac piped up, "because he loves me". Then, we got into a big talk about how Jesus loves us so much that He left heaven to save us from our sins. He died for us, though He had done nothing wrong. He went back to heaven to get a place ready for us, and will soon come to get us. And He will live with us forever and ever and ever. The kids were really into it (well, except Jadelyn after a while...she's a bit distracted, still...) and were really quite insightful. Talking about Jesus' love is a good thing. Then, Ruby asked, "what does love feel like?" Huh...where do they come up with this stuff? Who really thinks about what love feels like? Apparently Ruby does. ;)
This morning, I was cooking/baking up a storm. Partially to warm the house up, partially so we'll have food to eat, and partially (probably) so I could mark some stuff off my to-do-list. ;) Anyways, I made Chex Mix and Granola Bars, so the kids got to choose if they wanted one of those or some crackers for their lunch filler. Jadelyn excitedly let me know that she wanted "monkey bars!" much to Ruby and Isaac's (okay, mine, too...) delight. Ruby and Isaac then let me know that they wanted "monkey bars", too. So I told them that okay, I'd get their monkey bars. That really cracked 'em up. Who knew I was so funny simply by saying what they were? =) Then at lunch, Jadelyn said all breathlessly, "I'm so excited!" because of the "monkey bars". I think granola bars may have been renamed at our house. ;)
And that's all for now, folks!
The other day, Isaac was telling me again how he is going to live with me forever. I told him that as much as I love him, it is okay for him to grow up and move out...as long as he comes back and visit. He was not easily dissuaded. I told him that his wife would probably not appreciate living with me, so as much as I am glad that he loves me, he probably should re-think his plan and just come for visits instead. I still could not convinced him. No siree. He told me that his wife would want to live with me, too, because he would make sure of it before he married her. Ha! I love you, Buddy, but I-don't-think-so! ;)
The other day, as the kids were playing babies, as they so often do, I overheard Isaac tell Ruby in baby-talk, "I keep you safe, sista!" Hope he always does!
Ruby and Isaac were playing the other day. I was in the kitchen and could hear Ruby exclaiming, "I'm an acrobat!" She insisted that I come see. So I did. She would lay on top of the big blue blow-up chair (that David just HAD to get from a yard sale =P), and Isaac would push it over. Well, the one time I watched, she came down and instead of a graceful acrobatic flip, she crashed the side of her foot or ankle onto the rocking horse rockers. Ouch. Luckily, it appears nothing is broken. But it has stopped Ruby's acrobatic aspirations...for the moment, at least. Or maybe just toned 'em down. For I think she has still been doing somersaults. =P
I made some vegan "fried rice" (which turned out more like yummy oily rice with vegetables and Fri-Chik, so I guess that's probably not vegan, 'eh? =O) and some broccoli for supper on Friday night. Isaac was not impressed. And proceeded to grumble about it. I told him that if he had nothing nice to say, he shouldn't say anything at all. I completely expected to hear more grumbling and then have to implement some consequence. But instead, Isaac said (albeit in a slightly grumbly tone) something like, "thanks for making broccoli, Mom." Whoo-hoo! What a nice surprise! =) And I do love that he likes his broccoli. ;)
Jadelyn informed me the other day that she came back to Isaac and Ruby's bedroom to rub my back, as I lay on my side. I don't remember any backrub before she hopped onto my side and started singing, "riding on a horsey, a horsey!" ;P Guess that's slightly better than the other day when she informed me at some mealtime that I was a "cow". Ha! That time, she told David that HE was the "horsey". Normally, she'll say, "Mom? You're a Jew and I'm a Samaritan". Or a Gentile. Or something. I think she likes to hear herself talk. ;)
I love that Ruby describes cold things as being "like Lake Michigan". The other day, we went for our first bike ride with our new-for-us Adams tandem trail-a-long. We went around the entire lake, much to the kid's delight. I loved watching Ruby and Isaac pedal away. It went quite well until we switched who was in front about halfway around. Ruby was then in front, and thus in charge of the gears. Isaac wasn't all about it. And then, Isaac was like, "Wooby, you need to pedal!" and "Wooby!" this and "Wooby!" that. ;P As we were coming back down the driveway, Ruby was saying something about her hands being "like Lake Michigan". Or maybe breeze on her hands was like that. Something. Anyways....
During worship on Sabbath night, we were talking about how Isaac was complaining about Daddy's driving on the way home from church (which for the moment anyways, wasn't bad ;D). David asked him if he would rather walk than ride with Daddy-o, and Isaac said he would rather walk. So, David stopped the van. Isaac started to get very worried. We told him to unstrap. He was getting REALLY worried. Out of the van he went. David went with him. And they started to walk, while I took over driving and took off down the road. We went for a ways, then went back and picked them up. So, during worship, we were talking about this, and why did David walk with Isaac? Had David complained about his driving or done anything that needed to get him kicked out of the van? No. Then why? Isaac piped up, "because he loves me". Then, we got into a big talk about how Jesus loves us so much that He left heaven to save us from our sins. He died for us, though He had done nothing wrong. He went back to heaven to get a place ready for us, and will soon come to get us. And He will live with us forever and ever and ever. The kids were really into it (well, except Jadelyn after a while...she's a bit distracted, still...) and were really quite insightful. Talking about Jesus' love is a good thing. Then, Ruby asked, "what does love feel like?" Huh...where do they come up with this stuff? Who really thinks about what love feels like? Apparently Ruby does. ;)
This morning, I was cooking/baking up a storm. Partially to warm the house up, partially so we'll have food to eat, and partially (probably) so I could mark some stuff off my to-do-list. ;) Anyways, I made Chex Mix and Granola Bars, so the kids got to choose if they wanted one of those or some crackers for their lunch filler. Jadelyn excitedly let me know that she wanted "monkey bars!" much to Ruby and Isaac's (okay, mine, too...) delight. Ruby and Isaac then let me know that they wanted "monkey bars", too. So I told them that okay, I'd get their monkey bars. That really cracked 'em up. Who knew I was so funny simply by saying what they were? =) Then at lunch, Jadelyn said all breathlessly, "I'm so excited!" because of the "monkey bars". I think granola bars may have been renamed at our house. ;)
And that's all for now, folks!
Friday, September 21, 2012
So, it's been a while....
And these kids are still crazy as ever!
Ever had one of those days when you're emotionally drained from the kids' fighting before 8:15am? When the kids have been up for less than an hour? Before your husband has even had the chance to leave for work? =P Today was one of those days. I'm sure it's my emotional state that's the problem, rather than the kids. When I abound in patience, problems don't seem so big.
Take yesterday, for example. Ruby was being disrespectful (yeah, we struggle with that a LOT around here). I sent her for a trip around the basement (punishment for disrespect around these parts since we lost the garden in the move...oh, yeah. We moved since last post. More on that later. Maybe). Oh, wait. It wasn't just A trip. It was 3. Because she was disrespectful x3. So. Off she went. Last week or so, I caught her sitting on the top step to the basement after stomping her feet on the stair (to make it sound like she was going down, I presume?) followed by catching her partway down the stairs when I sent her again. After she finally did her trips that time, I pretty much didn't address it again until bedtime, when I quietly told her that we should always, always, always tell the truth. She seemed responsive. I was hoping the grace of it all worked. Anyways, I thought I'd check in again to see if she EVER does her trips. (I was convinced she was SOMETIMES, because last time, I asked her how she did the trips, and without hesitating, she told me.) So, I watched and watched and watched for her to come around the corner and walk in front of the bottom of the stairs. I watched some more. Eventually, she showed up, grabbed her quilt and pillow that were down there and headed up. I met her at the top like nothing was wrong and asked her to please bring those to her room, which she did. Then I asked her how many trips she had taken. "3", she quickly answered. I informed her that I had watched and not seen her going by the bottom of the stairs (in the middle of the basement) at all. She started to panic, saying that she'd go more times than the 3 she was supposed to. I reminded her of how we had talked just recently about always, always, always telling the truth. I told her she was going to have to have a spanking for lying. She screamed, of course. Strangely, I was completely calm. After the spanking, I held her. She screamed and yelled and screamed some more. She squirmed so much it was hard to hold on to her. She screamed some more. Strangely, I was completely calm, though I must admit, I did giggle a little at how hard it was to hold on to her. This went on for a long time. I don't know - maybe 15 minutes? Eventually, she calmed down, relaxed, and after a while, fell asleep. I woke her up (hey, it wasn't naptime, yet!) and we had a talk. I asked her if her temper scared her. Nope. Though she WAS scared that she might lose her voice! ;P We talked about how I love her all the time. Even when she's screaming and throwing a fit. About how I have yelled when I shouldn't have, but I'm trying to learn to do things Jesus' way. Etc., etc. We talked about how lying is a sin, and we are always happier if we tell the truth. Ruby seemed very receptive. Then I told her I needed her to go for 6 trips around the basement instead of 3 - because lying never pays. And wouldn't you know, the crying started again. Ai yai yai. Still, I was very calm. I held her a little. Sang some songs. She kept on whining. I took her hand and took her to the stairs. She went down and did her trips. And when she came up, she was a new person - kind to Isaac and Jadelyn and willingly helping pick up something she didn't play with. So, I don't get it - why was I so calm yesterday and so irritable today? And how can I get emotionally drained from OTHER people fighting. Oye. =P
Anyways, the kids really had several nice days this week. It was lovely. For David had to work late for 3 days, and yeah....I rely on his back-up when he makes it home, so it was nice to not be so drained. One of the days they even played nicely for like 3 hours (!) straight! =O My deck is a disaster. For they've been playing by bringing sand up and dumping it all over. It was super cute last Friday. They made little "ant hills" ALL over the deck. They wanted to leave them there 'til the next day to see if there would be any ants. I figured it was a good experiment, and then we could talk about how ants make their own hills. But alas, they decided they didn't want a deck full of ants, so they squashed all the "ant hills". ;)
Jadelyn has been a crack-up lately. I really need to start writing things down again. Over the past two days, I tell myself something to the effect of, "remember this to blog about". But do you think I did? Nopers. =P
She DID tell me the other day, "I like you so much that I love you."
David was hanging Ruby upside-down by her ankles and she was like, "look at me, look at me, I'm a bat!" Then David hung Jadelyn upside-down by her ankles, and she was like, "look at me, look at me, I'm a mouse!" Huh. ;)
Oh, good grief! Is that REALLY all I can remember?!?!?!?!?! =O Yes, I MUST start writing things down RIGHT AWAY!!! =P
Okay, for a re-cap of other events in the past 4 months. Ruby readjusted to life in her cast. David got fired. (VERY soon after he confronted his boss for the boss wanting David to lie on several occasions, which he wouldn't. Happenstance? I don't think so. =P) David got a new job. Ruby got her cast off. We stayed home for a week until her intensive physical therapy (2x's a day for 4 days - would've been 5, but some holiday was in there) was done. Said goodbye to our church family and the sweetest neighbors on the planet. Moved north (after MUCH packing help by my parents - thanks, Mom and Dad!). Ruby started walking independently 1 week and 3 days after getting her cast off. Incredible! Have been looking for a house like CRAZY (as in we've driven by well over a hundred houses and went in 20-30 or so? with the realtor) without much luck. We've tried to put bids in on FOUR (yes, count 'em - 1,2,3, FOUR!) houses, to pretty much no stinkin' avail. We've GOT to be our realtors NIGHTMARE. =P Our house in Kentucky hasn't sold yet, either. Which I did NOT anticipate. 'Cause it's the BOMB, and anyone that walks the property should want to plop down some cash and inhabit the place, but you know, to each their own! ;P Anyways, I'm struggling lately with what God's plans are. I know He is in control and He has a plan, but man...He hasn't let me in on that, yet, and I'm floundering. David's job here has been CRAZY and DEMANDING, and well, we miss him. We're renting a house on a lake here, but are pining away to have our own, private place in the country again. I'm trying to learn the whole "peace in the midst of a storm" thing - trusting Jesus though I don't GET IT, and sometimes I think I'm getting there, and then I just start going crazy again - wanting to know the plan so I can work the plan. =P Anyways, I'm trying to calm down and be still and relish the moments. But failing pretty badly, if you must know. =P
OH! On an up-side, I got to have a "girl's-day-out" with my sisters on Sunday. That was nice. Uninterrupted sister-time. Precious. ;) (I figured you'd like that, Smell - "precious!" =P)
Okay, I'm off. I really, REALLY need to do better at writing things down that the kids say/do. OBVIOUSLY my memory STINKS! =O
Adieu!
Ever had one of those days when you're emotionally drained from the kids' fighting before 8:15am? When the kids have been up for less than an hour? Before your husband has even had the chance to leave for work? =P Today was one of those days. I'm sure it's my emotional state that's the problem, rather than the kids. When I abound in patience, problems don't seem so big.
Take yesterday, for example. Ruby was being disrespectful (yeah, we struggle with that a LOT around here). I sent her for a trip around the basement (punishment for disrespect around these parts since we lost the garden in the move...oh, yeah. We moved since last post. More on that later. Maybe). Oh, wait. It wasn't just A trip. It was 3. Because she was disrespectful x3. So. Off she went. Last week or so, I caught her sitting on the top step to the basement after stomping her feet on the stair (to make it sound like she was going down, I presume?) followed by catching her partway down the stairs when I sent her again. After she finally did her trips that time, I pretty much didn't address it again until bedtime, when I quietly told her that we should always, always, always tell the truth. She seemed responsive. I was hoping the grace of it all worked. Anyways, I thought I'd check in again to see if she EVER does her trips. (I was convinced she was SOMETIMES, because last time, I asked her how she did the trips, and without hesitating, she told me.) So, I watched and watched and watched for her to come around the corner and walk in front of the bottom of the stairs. I watched some more. Eventually, she showed up, grabbed her quilt and pillow that were down there and headed up. I met her at the top like nothing was wrong and asked her to please bring those to her room, which she did. Then I asked her how many trips she had taken. "3", she quickly answered. I informed her that I had watched and not seen her going by the bottom of the stairs (in the middle of the basement) at all. She started to panic, saying that she'd go more times than the 3 she was supposed to. I reminded her of how we had talked just recently about always, always, always telling the truth. I told her she was going to have to have a spanking for lying. She screamed, of course. Strangely, I was completely calm. After the spanking, I held her. She screamed and yelled and screamed some more. She squirmed so much it was hard to hold on to her. She screamed some more. Strangely, I was completely calm, though I must admit, I did giggle a little at how hard it was to hold on to her. This went on for a long time. I don't know - maybe 15 minutes? Eventually, she calmed down, relaxed, and after a while, fell asleep. I woke her up (hey, it wasn't naptime, yet!) and we had a talk. I asked her if her temper scared her. Nope. Though she WAS scared that she might lose her voice! ;P We talked about how I love her all the time. Even when she's screaming and throwing a fit. About how I have yelled when I shouldn't have, but I'm trying to learn to do things Jesus' way. Etc., etc. We talked about how lying is a sin, and we are always happier if we tell the truth. Ruby seemed very receptive. Then I told her I needed her to go for 6 trips around the basement instead of 3 - because lying never pays. And wouldn't you know, the crying started again. Ai yai yai. Still, I was very calm. I held her a little. Sang some songs. She kept on whining. I took her hand and took her to the stairs. She went down and did her trips. And when she came up, she was a new person - kind to Isaac and Jadelyn and willingly helping pick up something she didn't play with. So, I don't get it - why was I so calm yesterday and so irritable today? And how can I get emotionally drained from OTHER people fighting. Oye. =P
Anyways, the kids really had several nice days this week. It was lovely. For David had to work late for 3 days, and yeah....I rely on his back-up when he makes it home, so it was nice to not be so drained. One of the days they even played nicely for like 3 hours (!) straight! =O My deck is a disaster. For they've been playing by bringing sand up and dumping it all over. It was super cute last Friday. They made little "ant hills" ALL over the deck. They wanted to leave them there 'til the next day to see if there would be any ants. I figured it was a good experiment, and then we could talk about how ants make their own hills. But alas, they decided they didn't want a deck full of ants, so they squashed all the "ant hills". ;)
Jadelyn has been a crack-up lately. I really need to start writing things down again. Over the past two days, I tell myself something to the effect of, "remember this to blog about". But do you think I did? Nopers. =P
She DID tell me the other day, "I like you so much that I love you."
David was hanging Ruby upside-down by her ankles and she was like, "look at me, look at me, I'm a bat!" Then David hung Jadelyn upside-down by her ankles, and she was like, "look at me, look at me, I'm a mouse!" Huh. ;)
Oh, good grief! Is that REALLY all I can remember?!?!?!?!?! =O Yes, I MUST start writing things down RIGHT AWAY!!! =P
Okay, for a re-cap of other events in the past 4 months. Ruby readjusted to life in her cast. David got fired. (VERY soon after he confronted his boss for the boss wanting David to lie on several occasions, which he wouldn't. Happenstance? I don't think so. =P) David got a new job. Ruby got her cast off. We stayed home for a week until her intensive physical therapy (2x's a day for 4 days - would've been 5, but some holiday was in there) was done. Said goodbye to our church family and the sweetest neighbors on the planet. Moved north (after MUCH packing help by my parents - thanks, Mom and Dad!). Ruby started walking independently 1 week and 3 days after getting her cast off. Incredible! Have been looking for a house like CRAZY (as in we've driven by well over a hundred houses and went in 20-30 or so? with the realtor) without much luck. We've tried to put bids in on FOUR (yes, count 'em - 1,2,3, FOUR!) houses, to pretty much no stinkin' avail. We've GOT to be our realtors NIGHTMARE. =P Our house in Kentucky hasn't sold yet, either. Which I did NOT anticipate. 'Cause it's the BOMB, and anyone that walks the property should want to plop down some cash and inhabit the place, but you know, to each their own! ;P Anyways, I'm struggling lately with what God's plans are. I know He is in control and He has a plan, but man...He hasn't let me in on that, yet, and I'm floundering. David's job here has been CRAZY and DEMANDING, and well, we miss him. We're renting a house on a lake here, but are pining away to have our own, private place in the country again. I'm trying to learn the whole "peace in the midst of a storm" thing - trusting Jesus though I don't GET IT, and sometimes I think I'm getting there, and then I just start going crazy again - wanting to know the plan so I can work the plan. =P Anyways, I'm trying to calm down and be still and relish the moments. But failing pretty badly, if you must know. =P
OH! On an up-side, I got to have a "girl's-day-out" with my sisters on Sunday. That was nice. Uninterrupted sister-time. Precious. ;) (I figured you'd like that, Smell - "precious!" =P)
Okay, I'm off. I really, REALLY need to do better at writing things down that the kids say/do. OBVIOUSLY my memory STINKS! =O
Adieu!
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