Sunday, December 25, 2011

I could tell you a story...

I could tell you a story about my crazy day.. about my crazy life... about children who get too many presents and have bad behavior. I could tell you about the things that have happened that make me sad. But not today. I'm going to tell you about hope. About what my 7 year old nephew told me yesterday when I asked him what his favorite present was from Christmas. He told me that his favorite present was Jesus being born. I will tell you another story about 2011 years ago. The same God that shaped the universe, the earth, the waters, the plants, animals, and humans in 6 days, came to live with us. Immanuel, God with us. Not above us, over us, in our hearts, but really here with us for 33 years. Yes, God came to live on earth. Not as a king, not a big strong man. I know, it's hard to believe. That God would live with us. But wait. It gets better. He came as a fetus in a young girls womb. He was in her womb 9 months. Then he was born. Born. Out of her womb. A screaming, pink, helpless newborn. He was nursed. He learned to walk. I believe his mind was like any other newborn's mind, not developed. He grew, learned, became a man, like any other boy. And not like any other boy. Perfect. Blameless. God. Son of God. Holy Father. Holy Son. Holy Spirit. Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas

For today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. - Luke 2:11

Friday, December 9, 2011

Thursday, December 8, 2011

What a crazy fun life

Oh the joys of getting three little children up and ready in the morning! It is quite a feeling of accomplishment to get three little people all sleeping in their beds, then up in the morning, all cranky and tired. Then we all have to get dressed and get our chocolate milk and get out the door and all go to different places. Then when I finally get to work in the quiet office, I can stop and be happy that everyone is where they need to be!

Sunday, November 20, 2011

More to Love

What will you find at our house these days? Kids! Kids! Kids! Three to be exact. We (meaning my parents and me and Nathan) are keeping my niece (Mya, 5) and nephew (Morgan, 1) for right now. Do we know how long it will be necessary? No, we don't. Do we know what will happen week by week? No, we don't. We are trusting in the Lord to take care of all of us and to watch out for these precious children. We don't want anyone to be mad or hurt by what is going on. We just want the best for the babies.

Speaking of babies, Chesley is right smack in between the age of Mya and Morgan. So he tries to be big like Mya sometimes and little like Morgan. It is helping his potty training. A couple of times a day, they have a potty party and go sit on the potties together. It's funny until I have to wipe all the poop bottoms. Mya and Chesley are inseparable. They are like twins. Morgan is a little angel. Right now he and I are having our alone time before everyone else wakes up. It's nice being one on one with him. It's nice to be with a child who doesn't talk!! And he likes playing with the toy by himself. Chesley has had some issues adjusting and being nice and sharing. But this weekend so far has been better than last weekend.

We are going to church today and to the Thanksgiving dinner. I am bringing a turkey and dressing. I woke up at 5 am to put the turkey in the oven. So I will definitely need a nap later!

Friday, September 9, 2011

Breastfeeding Limits

I saw on msn website banner this morning that "Today in the Park" Moms were discussing breastfeeding limits... how discreet to be, what age is cut-off limit, what is best for child... So I thought I would get a serious discussion. But it was pretty short, obviously written and performed, and pretty funny. People do get upset about these issues. I might have been one of them before I had Boo. I did breastfeed him till about 2 months ago. I finally got him to stop. Mostly, I did feel like it was time to stop, but I do not regret nursing him so long. I had no pain, no engorgment, not even for one minute. He really didn't fight to keep nursing. He was not able to breathe through his nose before he had his tonsils out, so he really could not nurse and breathe at the same time. For about a month, he would ask for it maybe once a week, but then he stopped. Such a sweet time is over, but he is growing up.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Florida pics





Warm sun, time together as a family, a few hang-ups here and there, but overall, it was a great trip.
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