Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Now I've told you about Jackson's girlfriends (yes, that is plural), Gracie and Colleen, from school. What would you think if I told you that we are now having to pack 2 extra pudding or jello cups everyday in order to feed his little harem? Not only that, but Jackson swiped my entire book of reward stickers to take to "my girlfriends" this morning. He wouldn't let me take out a page, but he had to take the whole book.
Now they're not just stealing my little boy, they're getting my pudding and stickers too!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
First of all let me say what a huge fan I am. I have watched and loved the show since it started, and I have thoroughly enjoyed watching your kids grow up. They are so precious!
Monday, May 25, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
And in other news, Jackson has a new phrase that is just cracking Jeremy and myself up. He will wait until you close the bathroom door (with him on the other side) and run up to it, start knocking like crazy, and when you open the door up he says, "I need a hundred dollars please." Where in the world did he learn that? The kid doesn't even get an allowance yet!
I guess that's all for now. I'm about to head off to the dermatologist for a check-up. Have a great Friday!
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
He sang, "God our Father, God our Father. Once again, once again. We thank you for our blessings, thank you for our blessings, Amen. Amen."
Then he started in with, "I thank you for Mommy and Daddy and Macy and Nana and Tata and Shadow and KK and Jason and Gigi and Papa and Ben and Tanner and Mimi and Adam and Albe and Chuck!"
At bedtime he sang "God our Father" again and added, "I thank you for my trucks. I thank you for my toys. I thank you for my bikes. Amen!"
I love that kid! He just continually blesses my heart...
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Turns out it wasn't funny at all.
I have decided in all honesty, that giving birth is much less painful than having your tonsils removed. Seriously.
Enough about me. I headed home early yesterday afternnoon and then went and got Jackson after I had rested for a few hours. We enjoyed an hour or so out in the sunshine where Jackson had a blast running and playing in the backyard. Around 5 or so, my sister Kellyn called to check on me, and in the midst of our limited conversation, I hear all this commotion behind me. Jackson had thrown his leg on top of the playset he was on (like he always does) and was hollering, "Come help me. Help Me!!! I need an ambulance. Call the fire truck. Call the medics. Get the ladder truck!!! I need HEELLLLLPPPP! I'm stuck!!!"
He's such a little drama king! Kellyn and I were cracking up, and the irony at a little boy calling for help when his mother can hardly talk is pretty hilarious!!
In other news, I wanted to thank Jeremy for still loving me and caring for me despite the fact that under my pain and duress I told him that I wished Jack Bauer would die during the season finale of 24. Jeremy was not amused. Clearly, I'm still not impressed by Jack, but let the record show that Jack Bauer's torture methods have got NOTHING on a tonsillectomy.
I'm just saying....
Monday, May 18, 2009
I was told before surgery that having your tonsils removed as an adult was harder than if you had them removed as a child.
Understatement of the century.
Meanwhile, I'm just trying my best to keep quiet and keep telling myself, "I will survive."
And I just found out that the New Kids concert I was so excited about has been cancelled. It's just the icing on the cake...
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Now, on day three of my recovery, the ghosts of tonsils past have officially made their move.
It hurts to talk.
It hurts to eat.
It hurts to drink.
It just plain hurts.
I'm putting "having a tonsillectomy" at the top of my list of things I never, ever want to do again. I guess that's good, seeing as how I could never, ever have this procedure again, and I can only say "Amen" to that...
Monday, May 11, 2009
Seriously, a grown woman wearing pantaloons. In 2009.
In case you wondered, I didn't quite know the correct name for these things seeing as how I've only seen them on baby dolls. I kept trying to google "pantyloons" which wasn't too far off.
Now I'm wondering how I even knew the word "pantyloons."
Even weirder, the website for the pantaloons describes them as "fashionable" and "sexy" which are definitely not two words I would have thought of to describe a middle aged woman wearing knee length bloomers.
Just so you know...
First up: On the way home from work on Friday I turned into our neighborhood and spotted a turtle crossing the road. I knew Jackson would love to see it, so I did what any mother would do; I stopped my car in the middle of the street, rushed out to go pick up the turtle, and put him in the floorboard of the passenger side of my car. I got him out when I got home and Jackson loved him! We ended up driving him down to the creek close to our house to set him free. We got to watch him swim off and Jackson has talked about it ever since!
For the record, Jeremy wouldn't touch the turtle. I should get "Super Mommy" points for bringing him home!
Jackson had a blast!
My precious gift from God!
That's all. I hope you have a wonderful day. I've got my tonsillectomy scheduled for tomorrow, so I will be out of pocket for awhile. I hope you have a terrific week!
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Friday, May 08, 2009
Today was one of those days.
It was one of those very foggy mornings, and visibility wasn't the best on our street. I headed down the driveway with Jackson and gently reminded him about staying away from "the line." Jackson said, "Okay." but then I quietly watched Jackson edge closer and closer to the line when he thought I wasn't paying attention, until his toe was just touching the edge of the line.
He just had to toe the line.
And it hit me like a ton of bricks: We do the same thing with God.
God, being our heavenly Father, has laid down some pretty simple rules for us. Nothing too complicated (although some are harder to follow than others), but simple enough for our small minds to be able to "get."
And yet, we are compelled to toe the line.
We do this in so many areas of our life. We watch television shows that demoralize family values in the name of humor. We pay good money to go see a movie that fills our minds with violent images and filthy language. We listen to music that we know is inappropriate or crude. How sad is it that we are so desensitized to foul language that we hardly notice when it is used? It's no wonder children's vocabulary has become so colorful. We are inundated with filth on a constant basis, much of our own choosing.
What's more, we live in a "gray" society. There is no black and white anymore. Everything is presented to us in shades of gray, and everything is "okay" as long as it makes you happy.
- The Bible teaches about creation; Society teaches evolution.
- The Bible speaks of keeping our bodies pure; Society talks to teens about "safe sex" and passes out condoms in health class.
- The Bible says to respect life; Society questions exactly when life begins.
- The Bible clearly conveys the sanctity of marriage; Society demands "equal rights."
- The Bible says that Jesus is "the way, the truth, and the life."; Society tells us that there are many ways to Heaven, just pick one that makes you happy and go with it.
- The Bible says that we should help those less fortunate than us; Society tells us to worry about ourselves first.
- The Bible says to work hard for things, and you will be rewarded; Society tells us that we "deserve" anything and everything we want, and if you don't have money for it, just charge it.
Is God's word not enough? Are his rules so complicated that we can't follow them or is it that we choose NOT to follow them? All of them. Even the ones that aren't so easy to follow.
As a Christian I need to be held to a higher standard. I need to hold myself to a higher standard. God demands (and deserves) that from me. If I expect my two year old to honor and respect me by following ALL my simple rules, shouldn't I do the same for God? Let's face it: my parenting skills can't hold a candle to God's parenting skills. He is the be all end all of parents.
And I know that God has bigger plans for me than I could ever imagine.
It's time for me to see what God can do with me when I quit toeing the line...
You're blessed when you stay on course, walking steadily on the road revealed by God. You're blessed when you follow his directions, doing your best to find him. That's right—you don't go off on your own; you walk straight along the road he set. You, God, prescribed the right way to live; now you expect us to live it. Oh, that my steps might be steady, keeping to the course you set; Then I'd never have any regrets in comparing my life with your counsel. I thank you for speaking straight from your heart; I learn the pattern of your righteous ways. I'm going to do what you tell me to do; don't ever walk off and leave me.
Psalm 119: 1-8 (The Message)
Thursday, May 07, 2009
The phone weren't working at all.
In my slighty over dramatic mind I took the fact that the phones weren't working to mean that our street was flooded out and Brittany and Layton were having to swim to safety. And then I started worrying about Macy because she's locked in our house, and how in the world was I going to be able to get to her to save her and all of Jackson's pictures and our wedding album in our house....
In reality, only the power was out.
Our neighborhood is fine, but there is a lot of water in the streets right now. Brittany was kind enough to send me some shots. Jeremy just called to let me know that the area in front of his work has LOTS of standing water around it, and one of the roads has water deep enough to be at hood level on cars, and my friend Miranda has some flooding at her house. Let's all hope this rain clears out soon, and doesn't cause too much damage. Please say a prayer for those who are being affected by the floods right now.
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
Tell me something I don't know....