Same swing.
Same shirt.
Same 3 to 6 month size shirt.
Two different boys.
Luke, three and a half months
Nolan, 9 weeks
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Clearing a Path, Together
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Weary
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men
Colossians 3:23
Faris left for the day
and I was feeling weary.
Crying baby.
Crying two year old.
Never ending cycle of
children to feed
meals to fix
dishes to clean and put away
children to groom
diapers to change
laundry to sort/wash/dry/fold/putaway
soothing one child
then the other
putting away that
picking up this.
I was weary as I stared down my day.
I was feeling sorry for myself.
But I silently repeated that verse in my head.
Over and over
and over
and over.
And then my heart changed
and my weary attitude.
Serving my children this day
I am serving my God.
Refreshed.
Renewed.
And then I ordered a pizza for lunch.
Colossians 3:23
Faris left for the day
and I was feeling weary.
Crying baby.
Crying two year old.
Never ending cycle of
children to feed
meals to fix
dishes to clean and put away
children to groom
diapers to change
laundry to sort/wash/dry/fold/putaway
soothing one child
then the other
putting away that
picking up this.
I was weary as I stared down my day.
I was feeling sorry for myself.
But I silently repeated that verse in my head.
Over and over
and over
and over.
And then my heart changed
and my weary attitude.
Serving my children this day
I am serving my God.
Refreshed.
Renewed.
And then I ordered a pizza for lunch.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Did You Hear Us?
Were you shopping at
Whole Foods this morning too?
Then you must have heard
that two year old singing
almost the top of his lungs
the theme song from
Bob the Builder...
up
and
down
each aisle.
It was us.
Actually, it was him.
I only sang with him once.
And did you see him
politely
nab half a guy’s sample
slice of bread?
The baker woman handed
a nice man a big slice of
a fancy bread to try
and then came a little voice,
“I have some too, please?”
The nice man said sure
and before he knew it
a two year old
ripped
off
half of bread slice.
I won’t tell you if
a certain two year old
asked the nice man for more
when we spied him in line…
Whole Foods this morning too?
Then you must have heard
that two year old singing
almost the top of his lungs
the theme song from
Bob the Builder...
up
and
down
each aisle.
It was us.
Actually, it was him.
I only sang with him once.
And did you see him
politely
nab half a guy’s sample
slice of bread?
The baker woman handed
a nice man a big slice of
a fancy bread to try
and then came a little voice,
“I have some too, please?”
The nice man said sure
and before he knew it
a two year old
ripped
off
half of bread slice.
I won’t tell you if
a certain two year old
asked the nice man for more
when we spied him in line…
Pointy Finger
I don’t usually bore
you with Luke’s kid talk
mainly because it is
never
ever
as funny written down
but I can’t help myself
this time.
Since yesterday the kid
stops what he is doing
points his finger at me
in a super serious kid way of doing things
and says…
“Mama, guess what?
I have a question for you.”
And he usually does.
See.
I told you.
Never as funny written down.
But with the finger pointing
and the most serious of serious attitudes
it is hysterical.
Or maybe the snow
has made me crazy.
you with Luke’s kid talk
mainly because it is
never
ever
as funny written down
but I can’t help myself
this time.
Since yesterday the kid
stops what he is doing
points his finger at me
in a super serious kid way of doing things
and says…
“Mama, guess what?
I have a question for you.”
And he usually does.
See.
I told you.
Never as funny written down.
But with the finger pointing
and the most serious of serious attitudes
it is hysterical.
Or maybe the snow
has made me crazy.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Wings
A few weeks ago Luke
looked at me and said,
“Mama, wings for me?”
And he kept asking.
So I said yes, I’ll get you wings.
I’ll figure out how to make some
or I’ll buy you some.
I ordered out for wings.
Do you know how hard it is
to find non-fairy wings?
Hard.
I present Butterfly Wings!
But he won’t put them on.
Not yet.
And now I’m wondering why
I didn’t just cut some wings out
of paper and tape them on?!
looked at me and said,
“Mama, wings for me?”
And he kept asking.
So I said yes, I’ll get you wings.
I’ll figure out how to make some
or I’ll buy you some.
I ordered out for wings.
Do you know how hard it is
to find non-fairy wings?
Hard.
I present Butterfly Wings!
But he won’t put them on.
Not yet.
And now I’m wondering why
I didn’t just cut some wings out
of paper and tape them on?!
Reinforcements
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Cabin Fever
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Me or Him?
I can’t decide who has it harder…
ME: Inside battling cabin fever with a
two year old and a 7 week old
or
MYONETRUELOVE: Outside with the company of our kind neighbors battling huge amounts of snow, a long driveway, and cold.
Nevermind.
I know.
No contest.
ME: Inside battling cabin fever with a
two year old and a 7 week old
or
MYONETRUELOVE: Outside with the company of our kind neighbors battling huge amounts of snow, a long driveway, and cold.
Nevermind.
I know.
No contest.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
A Gap of Talent
I didn’t take offense
over dinner last night
when my onetruelove
said he was glad I worked
at the Gap when I was in
high school because
I could fold shirts fast and neatly.
I never take offense when somebody
is in awe of one of my amazing talents…
even if it is folding the laundry.
over dinner last night
when my onetruelove
said he was glad I worked
at the Gap when I was in
high school because
I could fold shirts fast and neatly.
I never take offense when somebody
is in awe of one of my amazing talents…
even if it is folding the laundry.
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