another preemie
Baby-Bear's buddy Brayden has a new cousin named Nathaniel. He was born 8 weeks early, and weighed in at 3 lbs. 8 oz. His Mommy, Amy, got preeclampsia, and so Nathaniel could not hang out inside her any longer.
Pray for this new addition, who joins 3 older brothers!! (One of whom is younger than Baby-Bear, if I remember correctly.)
Monday, April 16, 2007
pray for virginia tech
i just flipped on the news to see that there was a massacre on campus this morning.
the coward took his own life. i suppose that's a good thing so taxpayer dollars don't have to pay court or prison expenses for him, but the whole thing is senseless.
as far as i know, i have no connections to va tech. but i was a resident assistant in my college days, and quite frankly there is no amount of training that can really prepare people for something like this. you just don't expect it to happen.
Fox News covers it here.
pray for the students, faculty, friends and family of all those involved.
i just flipped on the news to see that there was a massacre on campus this morning.
the coward took his own life. i suppose that's a good thing so taxpayer dollars don't have to pay court or prison expenses for him, but the whole thing is senseless.
as far as i know, i have no connections to va tech. but i was a resident assistant in my college days, and quite frankly there is no amount of training that can really prepare people for something like this. you just don't expect it to happen.
Fox News covers it here.
pray for the students, faculty, friends and family of all those involved.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
i'm bitter
hubby is home, and i still can't sleep. argh. Baby Bear saw GranWendy and Grandaddy for the 3rd time this week. or, last week, i guess, since it's now technically sunday morning. we saw them Easter Sunday after church, Friday night when Piano Man and Woman were down for a visit, and earlier tonight when they came over to babysit so Hubby and I could go to a surprsie party. As hubby and I left, Baby-Bear waved and exclaimed "bye-bye" as if to say, "don't let the door hit you as you go out!" I am so glad she is that comfortable with her grandparents!
The party was great. Friend's hubby went over-the-top... made reservations at a very nice restaurant, spent the last month or so confiscating her cell phone and calling friends who weren't in her e-mail address book to make sure they weren't left out, arranged for their brother in law to conveniently invite them over for a "last-minute" golf scramble to use those new clubs he hadn't yet used, sent e-vites to those in her e-mail list. The whole thing worked, and she was surprised. It was awesome. It was the big 3-0 for her, a Mommy of two adorable little boys who are 3 1/2 and 9 months. They look just like their Daddy, and will more than likely play baseball or softball as they get older.
This friend is one I have known since high school. We met initially because we had a mutual good friend, in fact this other friend was at one time a person I considered one of my best friends. Then we took Drama class together and developed a friendship of our own. It's funny how 10+ years later, the friend who was not as close has grown into a good friend, and the one who I thought I'd be close to forever seems like a distant stranger. It goes to show me that while it is often easy to get so caught up in every day life that I lose contact with loved ones afar, it does not take much to keep a friendship going if both people try just a little bit. That's what happened for me and this friend. I was very honored to be invited to her big celebration. But I also know that I was invited because we do keep in touch with eachother. We were among the first to learn of eachothers' pregnancies because we knew there was no way anyone else would find out and we had to tell someone. We swap mommyhood tales, no matter how graphic. We have struggled in similar areas, experienced God's grace and forgiveness, and been comfortable confessing those struggles to one another without fear of judgement. Her friendship is truly a blessing. We go through seasons where we don't talk as much, but one of us always manages to pick up the phone to check in. And of course, we share photos of our munchkins via e-mail.
Hubby and I have swapped thorns in the flesh. My hands seem to have a case of eczema... itchy, dry, annoying. Not quite as bad as he gets, but definitely uncomfortable. His sinuses are going crazy with this indecisive weather. He gets major headaches that border on migraines with extreme weather changes. My allergies don't seem nearly as bad as they have in seaasons past. So far. Oh, and guess which one of us awoke at 1:45 a.m. to turn on the ceiling fan after 20 minutes of tossing and turning? Clue... she's typing on the laptop upstairs, in order to let her beloved rest.
Well friends, those are my heart's wanderings this morning. May you have a blessed Lord's day wherever you are with your families! (Hopefully asleep, at this exct moment. Baby Bear is stirring, time will tell if it's because she telepathically senses her Mommy is awake.)
hubby is home, and i still can't sleep. argh. Baby Bear saw GranWendy and Grandaddy for the 3rd time this week. or, last week, i guess, since it's now technically sunday morning. we saw them Easter Sunday after church, Friday night when Piano Man and Woman were down for a visit, and earlier tonight when they came over to babysit so Hubby and I could go to a surprsie party. As hubby and I left, Baby-Bear waved and exclaimed "bye-bye" as if to say, "don't let the door hit you as you go out!" I am so glad she is that comfortable with her grandparents!
The party was great. Friend's hubby went over-the-top... made reservations at a very nice restaurant, spent the last month or so confiscating her cell phone and calling friends who weren't in her e-mail address book to make sure they weren't left out, arranged for their brother in law to conveniently invite them over for a "last-minute" golf scramble to use those new clubs he hadn't yet used, sent e-vites to those in her e-mail list. The whole thing worked, and she was surprised. It was awesome. It was the big 3-0 for her, a Mommy of two adorable little boys who are 3 1/2 and 9 months. They look just like their Daddy, and will more than likely play baseball or softball as they get older.
This friend is one I have known since high school. We met initially because we had a mutual good friend, in fact this other friend was at one time a person I considered one of my best friends. Then we took Drama class together and developed a friendship of our own. It's funny how 10+ years later, the friend who was not as close has grown into a good friend, and the one who I thought I'd be close to forever seems like a distant stranger. It goes to show me that while it is often easy to get so caught up in every day life that I lose contact with loved ones afar, it does not take much to keep a friendship going if both people try just a little bit. That's what happened for me and this friend. I was very honored to be invited to her big celebration. But I also know that I was invited because we do keep in touch with eachother. We were among the first to learn of eachothers' pregnancies because we knew there was no way anyone else would find out and we had to tell someone. We swap mommyhood tales, no matter how graphic. We have struggled in similar areas, experienced God's grace and forgiveness, and been comfortable confessing those struggles to one another without fear of judgement. Her friendship is truly a blessing. We go through seasons where we don't talk as much, but one of us always manages to pick up the phone to check in. And of course, we share photos of our munchkins via e-mail.
Hubby and I have swapped thorns in the flesh. My hands seem to have a case of eczema... itchy, dry, annoying. Not quite as bad as he gets, but definitely uncomfortable. His sinuses are going crazy with this indecisive weather. He gets major headaches that border on migraines with extreme weather changes. My allergies don't seem nearly as bad as they have in seaasons past. So far. Oh, and guess which one of us awoke at 1:45 a.m. to turn on the ceiling fan after 20 minutes of tossing and turning? Clue... she's typing on the laptop upstairs, in order to let her beloved rest.
Well friends, those are my heart's wanderings this morning. May you have a blessed Lord's day wherever you are with your families! (Hopefully asleep, at this exct moment. Baby Bear is stirring, time will tell if it's because she telepathically senses her Mommy is awake.)
Friday, April 13, 2007
If you haven't been to my other blog lately, you must go see what our little dare-bear did last night. She tried to repeat the stunt at Grandma and Grandpa's tonight, but we all told her to sit down and she obeyed.
Oh my, it's 10:30, and hubby and I are actually going to sleep!!!! Night, y'all!
Oh my, it's 10:30, and hubby and I are actually going to sleep!!!! Night, y'all!
MUST DO BEFORE HUBBY COMES HOME
Green= done
yellow= in process
Nothin' like being held accountable by your blog! (While a paper list risks the fate of being tossed in the trash, I would be divorced or worse if I did any intentional harm to this computer. We already have one disabled computer in the household.)
Phil. 4:13- I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
He hasn't given me the strength to finish the bathrooms or tackle Mt. Laundry in the guest room, but I feel GREAT about everything that I have completed. I mean, I may not geet around to making the bed every day, but I did not want hubby returning home to a nasty bathroom and stale sheets that desperately needed changing. Baby Bear had fun playing peek-aboo with the flat sheet before I tucked it under the matress. Granted, dirty sheets at a motel are appalling because you never know who was there before you. Dirty sheets at home, well, at least you know where the germs came from. I need to re-sweep the kitchen, no shock there, but the living room still looks acceptable. (Notice I did not say spotless.) I might even get that counter de-cluttered and start climbing Mt. Everest of all laundry piles before he gets home in a couple of hours. Oh, and I can't forget to make that green-bean casserole.
Spent more than I meant to at Publix, but I picked up the fixins for Sunday dinner- citrus pork loin, which will be cooked in the crock pot. To be served with mashed potatoes, gravy, asparagus, and canned creamed corn. I have to make at least one decent meal while hubby is home. (Guess what my word of the day is today?)
Inital post: 8-something a.m. Thursday
- sweep/mop (or at least swiffer) the kitchen floor
- clean bathrooms (1 1/2 done- at least the toilets, counters & shower are clean!)
- change/wash sheets
- Run to grocery & get fixins for green-bean or asparagus casserole for family gathering
- Pick up living room/vacuum/dust- it won't stay picked up, I'm sure!
- De-clutter kitchen counter
- Fold and put away pile of clean clothes on guest room bed
- Straighten/vaccum nursery (ok, so part of the "straightening" was transfering laundry baskets of clothes to sort through across the hall. aka consolidating two messes into one HUGE one). I took pictures of the nursery, then my batteries died as I was about to take a photo of the monster-pile of laundry that keeps expanding.
Green= done
yellow= in process
Nothin' like being held accountable by your blog! (While a paper list risks the fate of being tossed in the trash, I would be divorced or worse if I did any intentional harm to this computer. We already have one disabled computer in the household.)
Phil. 4:13- I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
He hasn't given me the strength to finish the bathrooms or tackle Mt. Laundry in the guest room, but I feel GREAT about everything that I have completed. I mean, I may not geet around to making the bed every day, but I did not want hubby returning home to a nasty bathroom and stale sheets that desperately needed changing. Baby Bear had fun playing peek-aboo with the flat sheet before I tucked it under the matress. Granted, dirty sheets at a motel are appalling because you never know who was there before you. Dirty sheets at home, well, at least you know where the germs came from. I need to re-sweep the kitchen, no shock there, but the living room still looks acceptable. (Notice I did not say spotless.) I might even get that counter de-cluttered and start climbing Mt. Everest of all laundry piles before he gets home in a couple of hours. Oh, and I can't forget to make that green-bean casserole.
Spent more than I meant to at Publix, but I picked up the fixins for Sunday dinner- citrus pork loin, which will be cooked in the crock pot. To be served with mashed potatoes, gravy, asparagus, and canned creamed corn. I have to make at least one decent meal while hubby is home. (Guess what my word of the day is today?)
Inital post: 8-something a.m. Thursday
Keep praying for Grace and Smart Guy...
He had a very difficult meeting yesterday with a committee at their church, in which he confronted them about the broken promise for decent health coverage which has resulted in a financial and emotional crisis for their family.
Pray for Smart Guy as he wants to love and serve the youth/congregation well, yet he and his wife feel betrayed by some of the people who called them to serve at this church, as they are hindering his ability to provide for his family.
Pray for the Lord to provide and to give them peace in the midst of this storm.
He had a very difficult meeting yesterday with a committee at their church, in which he confronted them about the broken promise for decent health coverage which has resulted in a financial and emotional crisis for their family.
Pray for Smart Guy as he wants to love and serve the youth/congregation well, yet he and his wife feel betrayed by some of the people who called them to serve at this church, as they are hindering his ability to provide for his family.
Pray for the Lord to provide and to give them peace in the midst of this storm.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Found this meme at Farm Fairy's place:
| You Are 27% Vain |
 Okay, so you're slightly vain from time to time, but you're not superficial at all. You are realistic. You know that looks matter. You just try to make them matter less. |
I couldn't resist this contest!
5 minutes for Mom is sponsoring another contest. And of course, I have to win! It's the Sick-Bear contest, and Baby Bear just needs one of these fancy puking buckets. Okay, maybe it's not a need. I mean, a 5 gallon icecream tub or even a mixing bowl work just fine. But they aren't as cute as this! And they don't have handles, so they are more likely to slip when her hands get slimy....
They come in blue for the boys, too. So if you have little ones, go enter... you know you want one!!!
5 minutes for Mom is sponsoring another contest. And of course, I have to win! It's the Sick-Bear contest, and Baby Bear just needs one of these fancy puking buckets. Okay, maybe it's not a need. I mean, a 5 gallon icecream tub or even a mixing bowl work just fine. But they aren't as cute as this! And they don't have handles, so they are more likely to slip when her hands get slimy....
They come in blue for the boys, too. So if you have little ones, go enter... you know you want one!!!
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Scrapbook Challenge from Scrap n' Memories...
I decided not to come up with my own contest/challenge because there's a good one going on up the road from my house. I think the goal is pretty realistic, too... Click on the links for the details.
Now if I can just remember to bring a page a day up to show Tammy at least 25 days between now and August 1st....
I decided not to come up with my own contest/challenge because there's a good one going on up the road from my house. I think the goal is pretty realistic, too... Click on the links for the details.
Now if I can just remember to bring a page a day up to show Tammy at least 25 days between now and August 1st....
My daughter has turned me into a liar...
she slept with me from 2:30a.m. to 7:30a.m. fairly soundly. She had stirred several times, and did not seem to be falling back asleep very well, so I went to her room and rocked her. This seemed to settle her down, but she did not want to go back into her crib. well, I was sleepy. So I carried her into my room and laid her down on my side of the bed. She snuggled right into place, along with her raccoon, and both of us fell asleep shortly thereafter.
Way back when I was expecting, I read some books that somehow convinced me that I would forever harm my child and spoil her if I didn't start her off with "parent-directed", "start-as-you-mean-to-go-on" approaches. It's interesting that something can sound good and "common-sensical" in print, but then not suit your child's needs or your temperments when it comes down to it. Oh, some things I read were helpful, but honestly some things were just off-base.
Anyway, my daughter learned to fall asleep on her own pretty early on, which has been very nice at times. But as she is still a baby, there are times when it would be nice to be able to cuddle with her. The rocking chair that Tech Mom and Audit Man brought over has helped with that. And those evenings when I find myself being disturbed by a cranky toddler in the middle of the night and wishing hubby were home, well, last night was one of those. (Thankfully they are not that frequent, as hubby's required travel is minimal most of the time, and Bear is generally a good sleeper.) So when she snuggled under the covers and fell asleep on me after an hour of shallow sleep-wake time in her crib early this morning, I was glad to get some rest with her by my side.
Finding the balance of what works for us as far as routines go has been quite the adventure. My uber-flexible routine may seem like chaos to some people. I'm glad I'm learning to relax and adapt to what each day (or night) brings.
she slept with me from 2:30a.m. to 7:30a.m. fairly soundly. She had stirred several times, and did not seem to be falling back asleep very well, so I went to her room and rocked her. This seemed to settle her down, but she did not want to go back into her crib. well, I was sleepy. So I carried her into my room and laid her down on my side of the bed. She snuggled right into place, along with her raccoon, and both of us fell asleep shortly thereafter.
Way back when I was expecting, I read some books that somehow convinced me that I would forever harm my child and spoil her if I didn't start her off with "parent-directed", "start-as-you-mean-to-go-on" approaches. It's interesting that something can sound good and "common-sensical" in print, but then not suit your child's needs or your temperments when it comes down to it. Oh, some things I read were helpful, but honestly some things were just off-base.
Anyway, my daughter learned to fall asleep on her own pretty early on, which has been very nice at times. But as she is still a baby, there are times when it would be nice to be able to cuddle with her. The rocking chair that Tech Mom and Audit Man brought over has helped with that. And those evenings when I find myself being disturbed by a cranky toddler in the middle of the night and wishing hubby were home, well, last night was one of those. (Thankfully they are not that frequent, as hubby's required travel is minimal most of the time, and Bear is generally a good sleeper.) So when she snuggled under the covers and fell asleep on me after an hour of shallow sleep-wake time in her crib early this morning, I was glad to get some rest with her by my side.
Finding the balance of what works for us as far as routines go has been quite the adventure. My uber-flexible routine may seem like chaos to some people. I'm glad I'm learning to relax and adapt to what each day (or night) brings.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
| Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ISFP) |
 Your personality type is caring, peaceful, artistic, and calm. Only about 7% of all people have your personality, including 8% of all women and 6% of all men You are Introverted, Sensing, Feeling, and Perceiving. |
funny... this is not the same result that the long test got last summer. but it's still fun to read..
The only good things about hubby working out of town:
1) I don't feel guilty that the house is (still) a mess
2) I can sprawl across the bed without kicking him where it hurts or giving him a black eye with my wedding ring.
Baby Bear decided 5 a.m. was a good time to stir this morning. Around 5:30, she demanded to be seen. Sure enough, her diaper was soaked and she had reason to be bitter. Hubby slept soundly through all this. After changing her diaper, I carried her back to my room an plopped her next to her father. This woke him up, but I wasn't that concerned, as he would be spending the next 3 nights in a motel that is almost in Alabama- over 70 miles away. After guzzling the milk I gave her, Bear played peek-a-boo, find-the-belly-button, pull mommy's hair, and other favorite games. Hubby dropped her off in her crib, where she proceeded to play for another hour. At least she wasn't pulling out fistfuls of hair, clawing our nostrils, or showing other painful sign of our toddler's affection. Dr. Sears apparently never had any kids like our daughter... as adorable as she is, the simple fact is she will not sleep with us. She can be half asleep when we lay down, and when she hits our mattress, it's party time!
Hubby and I got up for "good" shortly after 7, and I proceeded to get Bear her breakfast. She grazed her cereal and ate some apple sauce. Around 9 a.m., she was ready for nap. Gee, no shock there. So at that point I decided I needed a nap, too, if we were going to drive down to our friends' in a few hours. And what a blissful nap it was, except for a couple of phone interruptions.
We woke up from our naps, I took a shower and let her play in her crib while doing so, and then we ate leftover chick pot-pie for lunch. She grazed that and some raisins, too. It's quite an adjustment getting used to this whole grazing toddler phenomenon. She did not get any treats, since she did not eat enough healthy food to warrant even one m&m from the candy dish.
We drove the 45 minutes+ to friends' house, which is only a little ways north of the town hubby is working in this week. So while the men won bread for their families, the wives and toddlers relaxed. Well, the toddlers played. They are 11 days apart and about 3 or 4 lbs difference in weight.. Baby Bear being the younger and heavier child. Both girls are equally playful, and they shared kisses, hugs, toys, goldfish crackers and fruity cheerios. It was good for the mommies and the girls to have time together.
We met Hubby for dinner at a restaurant, where the girls charmed their daddies and our waiters. Baby Bear decided steak was better than chicken tenders, dunked her roll in her daddy's peppersteak soup (but did not take a 2nd bite of my loaded potato soup), and tried to share her broccoli with kitty.
As we drove north through the town where hubby and I said our vows not-so-long ago, I briefly realized that while that a church in that town played an important role in our life, we are strangers there. There was a time when I had known the back routes, the bypasses, the country roads to get home or to friends'. Now, I'd better stick with the main roads or I might find myself in Alabama. Plus,most of my friends have married and moved away, and they don't even return for Mule Day. (Not that I can blame them, I don't return for those festivities, either.)
Anyway, a day that began rather grumpily (yes, that is a word in my dictionary) ended on a happy note. And now, I am going to sleep, in case Baby Bear repeats her 5 a.m. rooster call tomorrow.
p.s... no need to cover my plants tonight!!!!!
1) I don't feel guilty that the house is (still) a mess
2) I can sprawl across the bed without kicking him where it hurts or giving him a black eye with my wedding ring.
Baby Bear decided 5 a.m. was a good time to stir this morning. Around 5:30, she demanded to be seen. Sure enough, her diaper was soaked and she had reason to be bitter. Hubby slept soundly through all this. After changing her diaper, I carried her back to my room an plopped her next to her father. This woke him up, but I wasn't that concerned, as he would be spending the next 3 nights in a motel that is almost in Alabama- over 70 miles away. After guzzling the milk I gave her, Bear played peek-a-boo, find-the-belly-button, pull mommy's hair, and other favorite games. Hubby dropped her off in her crib, where she proceeded to play for another hour. At least she wasn't pulling out fistfuls of hair, clawing our nostrils, or showing other painful sign of our toddler's affection. Dr. Sears apparently never had any kids like our daughter... as adorable as she is, the simple fact is she will not sleep with us. She can be half asleep when we lay down, and when she hits our mattress, it's party time!
Hubby and I got up for "good" shortly after 7, and I proceeded to get Bear her breakfast. She grazed her cereal and ate some apple sauce. Around 9 a.m., she was ready for nap. Gee, no shock there. So at that point I decided I needed a nap, too, if we were going to drive down to our friends' in a few hours. And what a blissful nap it was, except for a couple of phone interruptions.
We woke up from our naps, I took a shower and let her play in her crib while doing so, and then we ate leftover chick pot-pie for lunch. She grazed that and some raisins, too. It's quite an adjustment getting used to this whole grazing toddler phenomenon. She did not get any treats, since she did not eat enough healthy food to warrant even one m&m from the candy dish.
We drove the 45 minutes+ to friends' house, which is only a little ways north of the town hubby is working in this week. So while the men won bread for their families, the wives and toddlers relaxed. Well, the toddlers played. They are 11 days apart and about 3 or 4 lbs difference in weight.. Baby Bear being the younger and heavier child. Both girls are equally playful, and they shared kisses, hugs, toys, goldfish crackers and fruity cheerios. It was good for the mommies and the girls to have time together.
We met Hubby for dinner at a restaurant, where the girls charmed their daddies and our waiters. Baby Bear decided steak was better than chicken tenders, dunked her roll in her daddy's peppersteak soup (but did not take a 2nd bite of my loaded potato soup), and tried to share her broccoli with kitty.
As we drove north through the town where hubby and I said our vows not-so-long ago, I briefly realized that while that a church in that town played an important role in our life, we are strangers there. There was a time when I had known the back routes, the bypasses, the country roads to get home or to friends'. Now, I'd better stick with the main roads or I might find myself in Alabama. Plus,most of my friends have married and moved away, and they don't even return for Mule Day. (Not that I can blame them, I don't return for those festivities, either.)
Anyway, a day that began rather grumpily (yes, that is a word in my dictionary) ended on a happy note. And now, I am going to sleep, in case Baby Bear repeats her 5 a.m. rooster call tomorrow.
p.s... no need to cover my plants tonight!!!!!
Monday, April 09, 2007
We had a good weekend, culminating in dinner and dessert at my Mom and Dad's house. Baby Bear and Juliana loved playing with the grass from the easter basket, even more than the plastic eggs.
Hubby and I have diligently covered our annuals for the past few nights, and so far it looks like we have only lost the 2 cherry tomato plants for certain. A couple of verbena appear to have been nibbled by either a very hungry caterpillar or a pesky rodent of some other type, and one of the celosia looks pretty brown, but some green remains, so I have not given up hope for its survival. Even the snapdragons MAY pull through. Baby Bear had fun helping me water the flowers today.
Last week, I bought a pink watering can that is small enough for her to hold, but she prefers to try to drink from it over watering the plants with it. The water spiggot fascinates her, too, which is no surprise, considering she figured out how to bathe her teddy bear under the bathtub faucet all by herself.
A minute ago, she was rolling on the floor with a clean diaper, as if to say "change me". She has since retreated back to her bedroom and is squealing as her Daddy, who just walked in the front door calls, "Where's bear?"
Life is good.
Hubby and I have diligently covered our annuals for the past few nights, and so far it looks like we have only lost the 2 cherry tomato plants for certain. A couple of verbena appear to have been nibbled by either a very hungry caterpillar or a pesky rodent of some other type, and one of the celosia looks pretty brown, but some green remains, so I have not given up hope for its survival. Even the snapdragons MAY pull through. Baby Bear had fun helping me water the flowers today.
Last week, I bought a pink watering can that is small enough for her to hold, but she prefers to try to drink from it over watering the plants with it. The water spiggot fascinates her, too, which is no surprise, considering she figured out how to bathe her teddy bear under the bathtub faucet all by herself.
A minute ago, she was rolling on the floor with a clean diaper, as if to say "change me". She has since retreated back to her bedroom and is squealing as her Daddy, who just walked in the front door calls, "Where's bear?"
Life is good.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Reflections
John 1:29- The next day he saw Jesus coming toward him and said,
"Behold the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world!"
John 10:10- "The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly."
John 14:27-"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.."
Acts 4:12- "And there is salvation in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved.”
Acts 16:31- And they said, “Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved, you and your household.”
Romans 6:23- "For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord."
Happy Easter!
Friday, April 06, 2007
bah humbug
we actually had snow flurries for about 3 minutes this afternoon. brrrr.... note to self: don't plant annuals before May 1st, or at least until after Easter. no matter how desolate and bleak the flower bed looks. tucking your daughter in at night is priceless. plants? not so much.
we actually had snow flurries for about 3 minutes this afternoon. brrrr.... note to self: don't plant annuals before May 1st, or at least until after Easter. no matter how desolate and bleak the flower bed looks. tucking your daughter in at night is priceless. plants? not so much.
baby bear and i loved having company today. visit hannah-bear's cave to see pics. while ballerina and i were in card-making mood and baby bear napped, we also put together a couple of scrapbook pages. i think i'm on day 4 of bear's life now.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
What is my record for most posts in one day?
I just may set it tonight. I miss my hubby. But he sure lucked out- out of town during pms. And I sort of lucked out, too- no major cooking or cleaning going on here, let me milk it for all its worth. The thought crossed my mind that I should tackle some things and surprise him (and myself) by my accomplishments. Then it left.
The kids are tucked in under their covers. By kids, I mean Baby Bear and her new green siblings. (For the record, Baby Bear is not sleeping in the flower bed. She is tucked in under her comforter in her warm room, the green babies are outdoors, where they were planted last weekend.) It figures we'd get one more freeze, or series of freezes, AFTER I plant them. Why do the stores bother putting the flowers out until they are sure the last freeze has passed? Oh, yes... so they can make more money when you have to go for round two! The furniture pads are a little heavy for me to manipulate, so I used old sheets, including a very old bedskirt, to cover my babies. The high is supposed to be around 48 tomorrow. So much for a zoo outing.
Baby Bear misses her Dada. I had her scrapbook tucked away behind the couch. She almost bruised a rib trying to get to it. She proceeded to flip through the pages (all 2.5 that are completed), exclaiming, "Baby!" and "Da-da!" I really don't think she recognized me as the puffy-faced woman holding the baby in the other pictures. Is it all the meds that causes the puffiness because if it is, that's one strong reason to consider a natural delivery right there. I look like I had my wisdom teeth pulled while I was at it. I know I have chipmunk cheeks, but gee-whiz. Anyway, we did find some pics in her other albums in which recognized me as well as her Dad. Sweet girl.
I made the mistake of letting her have a couple of m & m's earlier today. I'm going to have to move them into an opaque container. I suspect "candy" will be among her next vocabulary words. (Funny thing is, I swear she said "caca" when she tried to say "candy". Look it up in your Spanish dictionary from high school if you don't know what it means.) So now we have a potty mouth. It's bad enough that she thinks nutty bars are an acceptable bedtime snack, now m & m's? (They are ok for Mommy after she is in bed... shhhhhh!!!!) After putting away some of her books, she bolted down the hall to the kitchen, opened the cupboard, and pulled a package of nutty bars out of the cabinet. "Peas? Peas?" I gave her fruit instead. Then she had the nerve to ask for m & m's by pointing and whining. Yes, the terrible two's are beginnings. This is nothing yet, I know... and it's my fault for introducing her to those pastel-colored things that melt in her mouth and taste very sweet.
We got a sneak peek at Caslon and Camera Man's latest engagement photo shoot. The did a beautiful job! I want to know how the groom-to-be (who also happens to be a relative) got all the hair, though. It must be from his mom's side of the family or something. Because look at my hubby and computer guy, and somehow all the hair went to that other branch of the family. I'm just sayin'. If we ever have a son, it will be a miracle if his hair doesn't fall out immediately after puberty with our family histories on my side and hubby's.)
Baby-Bear and I are having company tomorrow. "Ballerina" is spending the day with us so she does not have to hang out with her Mom at work. I hope she doesn't wish she had gone to work with Mom by the time the day is over! It will be fun to spend time with her.
Sweet dreams, everyone!
I just may set it tonight. I miss my hubby. But he sure lucked out- out of town during pms. And I sort of lucked out, too- no major cooking or cleaning going on here, let me milk it for all its worth. The thought crossed my mind that I should tackle some things and surprise him (and myself) by my accomplishments. Then it left.
The kids are tucked in under their covers. By kids, I mean Baby Bear and her new green siblings. (For the record, Baby Bear is not sleeping in the flower bed. She is tucked in under her comforter in her warm room, the green babies are outdoors, where they were planted last weekend.) It figures we'd get one more freeze, or series of freezes, AFTER I plant them. Why do the stores bother putting the flowers out until they are sure the last freeze has passed? Oh, yes... so they can make more money when you have to go for round two! The furniture pads are a little heavy for me to manipulate, so I used old sheets, including a very old bedskirt, to cover my babies. The high is supposed to be around 48 tomorrow. So much for a zoo outing.
Baby Bear misses her Dada. I had her scrapbook tucked away behind the couch. She almost bruised a rib trying to get to it. She proceeded to flip through the pages (all 2.5 that are completed), exclaiming, "Baby!" and "Da-da!" I really don't think she recognized me as the puffy-faced woman holding the baby in the other pictures. Is it all the meds that causes the puffiness because if it is, that's one strong reason to consider a natural delivery right there. I look like I had my wisdom teeth pulled while I was at it. I know I have chipmunk cheeks, but gee-whiz. Anyway, we did find some pics in her other albums in which recognized me as well as her Dad. Sweet girl.
I made the mistake of letting her have a couple of m & m's earlier today. I'm going to have to move them into an opaque container. I suspect "candy" will be among her next vocabulary words. (Funny thing is, I swear she said "caca" when she tried to say "candy". Look it up in your Spanish dictionary from high school if you don't know what it means.) So now we have a potty mouth. It's bad enough that she thinks nutty bars are an acceptable bedtime snack, now m & m's? (They are ok for Mommy after she is in bed... shhhhhh!!!!) After putting away some of her books, she bolted down the hall to the kitchen, opened the cupboard, and pulled a package of nutty bars out of the cabinet. "Peas? Peas?" I gave her fruit instead. Then she had the nerve to ask for m & m's by pointing and whining. Yes, the terrible two's are beginnings. This is nothing yet, I know... and it's my fault for introducing her to those pastel-colored things that melt in her mouth and taste very sweet.
We got a sneak peek at Caslon and Camera Man's latest engagement photo shoot. The did a beautiful job! I want to know how the groom-to-be (who also happens to be a relative) got all the hair, though. It must be from his mom's side of the family or something. Because look at my hubby and computer guy, and somehow all the hair went to that other branch of the family. I'm just sayin'. If we ever have a son, it will be a miracle if his hair doesn't fall out immediately after puberty with our family histories on my side and hubby's.)
Baby-Bear and I are having company tomorrow. "Ballerina" is spending the day with us so she does not have to hang out with her Mom at work. I hope she doesn't wish she had gone to work with Mom by the time the day is over! It will be fun to spend time with her.
Sweet dreams, everyone!
Getting into the season
Baby Bear and I went to the store today. I purchased her first Easter Basket, 1 dozen plastic eggs, some candy, and some cheap odds-and-ends to go in the eggs. When we get together with my side of the family, Baby Bear and Juliana will have an egg hunt together. While the two of them will be quite content to gather as many plastic eggs into their basket as they can without opening them, I personally cannot resist the temptation to buy chocolates. My Mom has some plastic eggs around the house, so some of them will have surprises inside, and others won't.
I also purchased a few seed packets. Sunflower seeds, daisies, and a perennial mix. After the cold front leaves and Spring returns, I plan to actually plant them. The sunflower seeds will go at the very back of the part of our yard that is not really ours but has not been developed and most likely will not for another 2 years at this rate. Make that 10 years. There is a cliff and a tree line, and hubby doesn't typically mow back that far. So the birds will thank me for some extra food. The others will go in the hillside. While I have the urge to sprinkle them and see what comes up, I think I will actually plant and water them this year. The past 2 attempts to sow seeds by just sprinkling them on the dicrepid cliff resulted in 2 or 3 lone flowers. The packets were only 10 cents each, so my hopes aren't high. But you never know when the miracle of life might surprise you. And since I obviously didn't learn my gardening lesson from the parable, I'll make changes based on my experience in which God told me "I told you so."
Baby Bear and I went to the store today. I purchased her first Easter Basket, 1 dozen plastic eggs, some candy, and some cheap odds-and-ends to go in the eggs. When we get together with my side of the family, Baby Bear and Juliana will have an egg hunt together. While the two of them will be quite content to gather as many plastic eggs into their basket as they can without opening them, I personally cannot resist the temptation to buy chocolates. My Mom has some plastic eggs around the house, so some of them will have surprises inside, and others won't.
I also purchased a few seed packets. Sunflower seeds, daisies, and a perennial mix. After the cold front leaves and Spring returns, I plan to actually plant them. The sunflower seeds will go at the very back of the part of our yard that is not really ours but has not been developed and most likely will not for another 2 years at this rate. Make that 10 years. There is a cliff and a tree line, and hubby doesn't typically mow back that far. So the birds will thank me for some extra food. The others will go in the hillside. While I have the urge to sprinkle them and see what comes up, I think I will actually plant and water them this year. The past 2 attempts to sow seeds by just sprinkling them on the dicrepid cliff resulted in 2 or 3 lone flowers. The packets were only 10 cents each, so my hopes aren't high. But you never know when the miracle of life might surprise you. And since I obviously didn't learn my gardening lesson from the parable, I'll make changes based on my experience in which God told me "I told you so."
Pillowcase Dress Instructions
I googled "Pillowcase Dress" because I had never heard of such a thing. The first site I clicked on showed some adorable dresses, rompers and pantsets that reminded me of Strasburg Children's Casual Line. Not QUITE as expensive, but out of my price range.
The 2nd link that I clicked on was something that might come in handy some day, if I ever decide to learn to sew. Step by step instructions for making your own pillowcase dress. I wonder if Hancock Fabrics' going out of business sale is still going on, and if they have anything left....
Anyway, I'm enclosing the link for my friends who do actually sew!
I googled "Pillowcase Dress" because I had never heard of such a thing. The first site I clicked on showed some adorable dresses, rompers and pantsets that reminded me of Strasburg Children's Casual Line. Not QUITE as expensive, but out of my price range.
The 2nd link that I clicked on was something that might come in handy some day, if I ever decide to learn to sew. Step by step instructions for making your own pillowcase dress. I wonder if Hancock Fabrics' going out of business sale is still going on, and if they have anything left....
Anyway, I'm enclosing the link for my friends who do actually sew!
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