I received this handy-dandy list in an email from Vocalpoint. My kiddos don’t have cell phones, but we work with teens at church and now I don’t have to pretend I know what they are talking about.
I had yet another ‘My kids drive me crazy’ conversation a few days ago. A very sweet lady asked me how many kids I had and her eyes widened when I said this was baby #6. She told me she had one child and two step-children. The next words out of her mouth were, ” I loved being pregnant, it’s the next 16 years I don’t like.” I’m sure my eyes widened as I smiled and told her that I’m just the opposite - I’m not very fond of the whole pregnancy thing, but love the houseful of kids. How I wish this was an uncommon conversation instead of one I’ve had over & over through the years!
On a funny note, this is a conversation I had with Sassyfrass (3) the other day:
Me: Did you pick up your toys yet? (I knew she hadn’t)
S: Yes, I did!
Me: Sassyfrass, it’s a very bad thing to lie. It makes Mommy sad and it makes God sad. I know you didn’t pick your toys up, and so does God.
April 22, 2008 at 9:20 pm · Filed under great links
I’ve read some great stuff on the web lately & thought I would share it with you! (Doesn’t that sound better than “Pregnancy hormones have turned my brain to mush & I have nothing of value to say.”?)
Julie has an excellent Husband Encouragement Challenge. Go back and read through her posts, and join in the challenge if you want.
I came across this little online game recently called The Impossible Quiz. It’s very clever and addicting, but can also make you want to pull your hair out! There’s also an Impossible Quiz 2 if you are a glutton for punishment.
A friend recently gave me this easy little tip to keep headbands from sliding off: simply run a line of hot glue on the underside of the headband. (Just so there’s no confusion, let the glue cool before wearing the headband!!)
I just found this post on our local Craig’s List board and thought it was funny. The title of the post is Fake Boyfriend.
“I have been divorced for 2 years and have 2 children. Because of my schedule, and to be be honest, my pickiness, I am single. Here is the problem:My ex has figured out that he can force himself into my space by coming to all of the kids events that he has previously neglected. This means I have to see him about 5 times a week. (It’s killing me.)
You will attend a few of these events with me. Softball practices & games, school plays…
You must 29-40 yrs old, tall (he is 5′ 8″), good looking and physically fit. Your job is to be arm candy. You may fall in love with me. This is not a requirement. The pay isn’t great. (I haven’t gotten child support in over a yr.) You will however be entertained. For our benefit, my ex will talk loudly on his cell phone about all the money he is making. He will at random times, drop and do a few push ups. He will walk around flexing the muscles in his arms. (Don’t worry, they aren’t big). He may, after seeing me with you, show up with a stripper at the next event. My hope is that he can’t stomach seeing me with someone else and he just GOES AWAY.
I will need to see a current picture of you and can provide one of myself. This is your chance to have some fun and do a good thing for a hot, broke, stalked, single mom. Please don’t apply if you are a stalker, unless you happen to own horses and you know how to fix my broken lawn mower.”
On Saturday I read the words I’ve been dreading - sweet little Ethan had finished his time here on this earth. Please keep his parents Ben & Becky in your prayers as they plan “Ethan’s Going Home Celebration”.
We sang one of my favorite songs on Sunday, and I think it paints a good picture of what Ethan’s parents are holding on to right now.
In Christ Alone
In Christ alone my hope is found,
He is my light, my strength, my song;
this Cornerstone, this solid Ground,
firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
when fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my All in All,
here in the love of Christ I stand.
In Christ alone! who took on flesh
Fulness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones he came to save:
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied -
For every sin on Him was laid;
Here in the death of Christ I live.
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave he rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine -
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me;
From life’s first cry to final breath.
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand.
I enjoy the looks on everyone’s faces when I say, “No, it wasn’t a surprise - we planned it.”
I’ve always said I would start working on getting a flat tummy after we were done having kids. I just wasn’t ready for that kind of long-term commitment yet.
We are down to our last hospital digital thermometer; time to re-stock.
I get to pretend I have b**bs for two more years.
Two words: baby breath
I recently gave away ALL the baby clothes. At least we kept the crib.
I get a two-night stay in a quiet room with catered meals and maid service!
All the baby dolls are now made in China, so for safety reasons we’re giving our kids the real thing.
We want to get maximum use out of our 7 passenger minivan.
The diaper deals at CVS are too good to pass up.
Babies are just so stinkin’ cute!
And the real reason we’re having another: Hubby & the kiddos said, “Pleeeeaaase, can we have another baby?!?” Who can resist that? Children are such a blessing from God!
I'm a homeschooling Momma to 4 almost-perfect kids, and the wife of an almost-perfect husband. I spend my life stumbling after Jesus, looking forward to the day when I can say "Are we there yet?", & hear "YES, you're finally home!"
