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October 24, 2009 at 3:36 am (Blessed Moments, Chloeisms, Gabrielisms, Sophiaisms)

We’ve been crazy busy with Gabe officially starting Kindergarten this year.  He is doing great and the last few days I have been feeling like we have struck a groove and things are running smoothly all around.  Ha, we’ll continue to take it a day at a time.

The kids are really coming up with some hilarious and sweet comments.  I’ve got my post-it notes piling up so I thought it would be a good time to share. 

I’ll start with Gabe.

 Gabe:  Mama, are there women presidents? 

Me:  There hasn’t been one yet, but there can be and probably will be one day. 

Gabe: Oh…..Well, you could be president Mama, you’re pretty enough. 

Watch out America!

Gabe:  (after a nice long hefty burp)  Hm, that was quite refreshing.

Last one from Gabe.  We were going through some catechism questions (it has escaped me as to which ones) but after some reflection and a long pause Gabe said, “Saying these things makes me want to love God more.”

Chloe has been as talkative as ever and part of the reason I don’t have anything from her at the moment is because she says some of the most profound things. I’m stunned when she says them and can hardly remember what to write down.  I have found a sweet little trick for her to show kindness to Sophie (who can be very difficult for a just turned five-year old who likes to play her own things at times).  I explain to her, “Sophie loves to play with you because you have such good ideas and she wants to learn from you.  You are also a very good teacher and she knows that you will be patient with her.”  Then I will turn to Sophie and say, “Sophie, if you ask Chloe very nicely that you need help knowing how she wants to play she will be glad to show you, she is a very good teacher.”  It’s like magic.  Chloe says, “Come here sweetie, I’ll show you what I was trying to do.  No, not that way, like this, now Sophie just watch me, I will help you, sweetie.”

I’ll warn you that this next one involves potty talk (as in things that we should do in the bathroom).  Sophie came to me the other day in a high pitched almost squeal, “Mama, I’m so sorry, but I just pooped in my pants.”  I was frustrated, we’ve been having issues with her of late with little pee-pee accidents.  I took her to the bathroom and very irritatingly asked, “Sophie, why did you poop your pants.”  She stammered a bit with her answer and I asked her again.  She finally said, “Because I was starving of poopness.”  Of course, it was God’s way of shining some humor on the situation and helping me to show compassion for her.  I cleaned her up and laughed it off.   A lot of times when the kids are really thirsty or really hot or really tired, anything to the extreme,  they are “starving” of thirst or starving of tiredness, or whatever.  I can only guess that Sophie was really having to go poo-poo, so much so that she couldn’t hold it anymore.  She was starving of poopness, makes sense. 

I believe Caleb is now at the age that he can have his own tag line of “Calebisms.”  This boy is already talking.  Hubby says Gabe was talking this early, but I don’t remember it, perhaps because the girls seemed such late bloomers.   His words so far; Mama, DaDa, nana (banana), ma (more) na-NA (no,no).   Okay, so he’s still got a long way to go, but what else in life do you need to know but those five words?

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Experimenting and Vacation

September 12, 2009 at 3:14 am (Family, Pictures)

We are leaving for Georgia and Florida tomorrow.  I must be in bed to get up early and pack up the car.  The plan is  to leave soon after hubby comes home from a midnight shift.  I’ll drive, he’ll sleep.  And the kids, they’ll color, read, and watch videos. 

I’m going to try and experiment with some photos.  Here goes.

Sophia's Birthday Cake

Sophia's Birthday Cake

 

Yipee!  It’s working!  I’m very excited.  I haven’t tried photos in a while because I would just get frustrated.  It seems WordPress has made some improvements or maybe it’s my computer?

I’ll try another one.

Spring Robins

Spring Robins

 

Awe, our little robins.  Okay, I’m already up 12 more minutes than I was going to be.

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“It’s Gremlins.”

August 29, 2009 at 5:10 am (Blessed Moments, Family)

I have a fond memory of my Dad and me sitting on a chair in our old Bus (yes, we lived on an old school bus, another story for another time).  He had this little toy boat that was small enough to fit in his mouth.  He pulled me on his lap and put the boat in his mouth.  I watched in bewilderment as he “swallowed” it and wondered in amazement as he pulled it out from behind my ear.   It was truly magical. 

What a delight it is to watch my children witness those magical moments.  Sadly, Gabe is starting to question already how things happen.  Today, Daddy put a peach pit in his mouth, “swallowed” it, and magically coughed it back up again.  The girls sat there with wide eyes, much like me and the boat, but Gabe’s first response was, “How did you do that Daddy?”  Somewhere he has gotten the notion that things like that just can’t happen.  I’m glad, he can’t always live in a fairy land, but I can’t help feeling a little sad that my boy is growing up. 

I found our Christmas letter to Santa last year and I talked to the kids about leaving the cookies for Santa.  Chloe went on to say that she knows he’s real because he ate all the cookies.  Gabe is convinced that we told him that we ate them.  I have the feeling that he just “knows” we ate them and the magic is fading.  The girls, on the other hand, are certain that Santa is real and it would really crush them to hear otherwise. 

I have another fond memory of when I was little when we were visiting my mom.  She was cooking in the kitchen and my sister and I giggled at her as we heard a little toot coming from her direction.  She asked us what we were laughing at and we told her that we heard her toot.  She said in the most grave tone, “Oooooh no, Mom’s do not fart……. it’s gremlins.”  We have since found out the truth to that , but at the time, we really thought gremlins were around when we heard such noises. 

Well (as embarrassing as this is to confess)…… I have decided to carry on my mothers tradition.  My children are fully aware of little tiny creatures that roam about making noises and running away quickly so you can’t see them.   Unfortunately, there are quite a lot around here, I think due to an inherited genetic disorder (or should I say, curse) from my fathers side.  My husband, (I’m so sorry honey, if you ever read this) does not particularly care that there are so many of these things around.  And mind you, that is greatly part of the reason that they exist.  The children telling Daddy that there are gremlins around is much better to me than saying that Mama farts a lot.  Sorry, that seems like too much, so I just have to say that I really am respectful of the fact that my husband would like a lady as a wife and ladies just don’t do that.  But, it goes back to my curse, does he really expect me to be uncomfortable all the time?  Probably so, he would be disgusted that I am even saying the word on my blog.  Anyway, I do appreciate that he wants to always think of me as a lovely lady and I’d like my children to think of me in that way as well, thus gremlins have to exist. 

Okay, so I got off of magical moments to gremlins.  I’m tired.  Goodnight.

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Enjoying those little moments

August 1, 2009 at 4:37 am (Blessed Moments, Chloeisms, Gabrielisms, Sophiaisms)

When my husbands sister came to visit a few weeks ago she let us go out together while she did bedtime duty with the kids.  As we were leaving Chloe gave me a kiss and said, “Mama, the next time Aunt Debra comes, she can watch us and you and Daddy can go mating.”  Yes Chloe, like the dragonflies we saw flying together the other day?

I sometimes like to do a British accent when we’re reading stories, ya know to spice things up a bit (and to keep me awake sometimes).  The other day the children were playing “Save the Baby Prince” I guess.  Gabe was doing all manners of swiping the sword and silly running around.  Caleb was quite amused, but to Chloe it was a threat to the dear baby prince.  In her best four year old British accent she said, “Don’t make the baby upset! Leave the baby alone!” 

Yesterday, I was reading a book to Sophie and it had a girl in it that needed a private teacher, only the word used was ”tutor.”  Sophie got a good giggle out of that word.  She would giggle every time I said the word ”tutor” when I was trying to explain to her what it was.  (Kind of like the word “butler.”  The kids used to get into histarics when we read that word). 

I sent Gabe on an errand of getting some cornstarch from our neighbor.  I told him to be sure to say ‘please’ and ‘thank you.’  When I heard his report when he came in the door I was a little disappointed to learn that he did not say thank you.  I told him that he needed to sit down now and write a thank you note and deliver it right away.  He really did not want to do this.  I told him that it would be a lesson for him to remember to be polite the first time.   He said, “Mama, I think I’ve aleady learned my lesson.”  (He’s getting pretty smart these days, in more ways than one.)  I still made him do it and when he came back we was all smiles.  “I thought I was going to be the one surprising them, but as I looked up she was standing in the doorway greeting me. I was talking to myself praying that God would help me to be brave.  And he did!”

Caleb is as fun as ever and on the move.  He is everywhere.  He hasn’t presented to be too much of a problem on all fours, aside from a tipped over plant and a few small items headed for his mouth.  He has already learned what “no” means and if said too harshly he pulls out the lower lip tremble.  He reminds me so much of Chloe in that way.  But not when I change his diapers.  Chloe would just lay there like a lump.  Caleb is really the wiggliest baby ever when I’m changing him.  Gabe was pretty wiggly, but he was mean wiggly and that was easy to correct because it was not cute.  Caleb squeals with delight to try and get away and even when I try to be firm he giggles even harder.  I cannot get serious about getting him out of this habit, but it really is so funny.

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Oklahoma Fourth

July 5, 2009 at 11:45 pm (Uncategorized)

I’m sneaking in a quick post.

I’m sitting outside in Sis’ backyard, watching Everett, Sophia, and Chloe play in the kiddie pool.  Caleb is napping and hubby and Gabe are in a mountain somewhere in Georgia.  I’m sure they are safe and having a good time, but I’m growing anxious to hear from them. 

Skip ahead about seven hours.  I had to stop typing earlier because Everett had an accident all over the floor.  We had just come in from playing in the pool and he was naked as a jay bird and started pooping like one too.  I was not able to get to the computer till now.   All, including Sis, are in bed. 

We enjoyed the fireworks tonight with the girls after we put the babies down.  I’m listening to them now popping outside.  It’s fun now that the kids are getting older and more understanding of what Independence Day is.   It’s nice too, to re-visit the pure joy and wonder of fireworks. 

I posted recently of all the things going on in the coming weeks and we are now in the middle of it.  Add to that a surprise visit from a dear friend in New York.  Her and her baby came without the rest of her family as a birthday present for me and, I imagine, a nice getaway for her.  (Her husband stayed at home with her other three children while she came gallivanting with me in the nice 96 degree weather we had in TN.)  I keep telling myself, ” The sun is good, I’m happy when the sun shines.”  Which is true, I’d rather put up with the heat than the depressing winters.  But I sure do miss the summers in New York.  

I miss my boys.  We went to a dinner tonight that a client of Sis’ invited us to.  She had so many great things for the kids to do.  Swing set, trampoline,  water table, gold fish pond, chalk, bubbles, you name it.  The girls had settled down on a bench to watch the goldfish and I sat down next to them and said, “I sure miss Daddy and Gabe right now, I’ll be happy to see them again.”  Chloe, with all heart said, ”I miss Gabe,I miss playing with him.  He’s so fun to play with.”   

This from the girl who asked, “Mama, when we get older will it be a rule that sisters can marry brothers, like in bible times.”   We were finishing up from lunch and I gave her a short answer that said we just don’t do that anymore.  She said, “Why, because I want to marry Gabe so we can always and always and always be together.”

I love my kids.

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Frogs, Toads and Diapers

June 13, 2009 at 4:36 am (Uncategorized)

No turtle yet.  But we have a bucket of tadpoles in our backyard and we just let our Spring Peepers go.  At least , I think that’s what they are.  They are the tiniest, cutest little frogs you’ve ever seen.  Except they are supposed to have this loud “peep,” hence the name, but we never heard it.  Anyway, if you can imagine a frog or toad the size of your pinkie fingernail, there you have it.  Very cute.  We just couldn’t feed them and they were in great danger when handled by a certain three year old.

I’m up tonight because hubby is working a mid shift.  I think I just wrote a blog post a few days ago.  Hmm, maybe life is settling a bit. 

I just ordered my cloth diapers.  I can’t wait to get them.  I’ve used cloth for all of my babies, not exclusively, but for the most part.  In the beginning we were motivated by the money saving benefits, but now it has really turned into an environmental issue.  For me anyway.  Frankly, I’m just disgusted at throwing away disposables.  

Anyway, I ordered five BumGenius’, which puts me at 6 for them because my good friend Laura sent me one to check out.  Very nice, the diaper and her.  I was going to go with all Fuzzi Bunz, but decided to get some BumGenius’, too after using the one.  The rest were Fuzzi Bunz, six large and six medium.  Another good friend lent me her Fuzzi Bunz to use with Caleb and I love ‘em.  Her and the diapers. :)   Well, as you can see I’m just really happy to have my very own stash of new pocket diapers.  Two of the large ones have pretty little daisies on them that I had to pay one dollar more for, but I just had to have them for the girls. (They still have some wet nights.)  And I’m sure Caleb won’t mind wearing flowers every now and again.  Plus, you never know what we’ll have next…..

Okay, seriously, it’s time for me to go to bed.

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Bikes, trips and school

June 11, 2009 at 2:33 am (Family, Fun and Games, Homeschool)

We have been quite the spectacle of late with our new contraptions.  Children especially will stop and say, “Look at them Mommy, wow, cool!”  We have had a bike trailer for awhile and that alone used to get some comments, but now we have four children so we weren’t able to get out on our bikes like we used to.  So we now have Gabe on a tandem bike behind me, Sophie is in the bike seat behind hubby and he pulls the bike trailer that seats Chloe and Caleb.  We all love it.  Today we went to several neigborhoods looking at houses for sale and snagging info sheets where available.   AND it was a great workout!

We’re planning a divided trip on the Fourth of July weekend.  Hubby and Gabe are going somewhere in North Georgia to go hiking (he was thinking the Appalachian Trail, but has gotten word that parts of it might be a little too rough for a five year old.)  He has invited his dad and two brothers and their boys.  So far one brother is really wanting to make it.  Hubby says he’s taking Gabe no matter what.  Since Gabe is officially entering Kindergarten with Veritas in the fall, Daddy is making a special trip to honor Gabe and his entrance into his education.  (Something like that.)

The girls and the baby and I will be heading off to see Auntie and Bump (Everett’s affectionate nickname).   It will be nice to have some Sis time while the cousins play together.  Hubby thinks I’ll be jealous when we part our separate ways, but I’m glad father and son are doing something special together and I’m always happy about being with my sister. 

Caleb is finally on a great day time schedule of napping.  We are now doing more schooling than we did this winter.  Although I’d say what we did do this winter is nothing to laugh at.  Gabe had a sort of Kindergarten graduation with the homeschool group I’m in and I had to send off his accomplishments.  Here is what I sent.

Gabriel Hensley
 
Made a cross country move from New York that involved going through about five states.  Learned that the sun is closer to the southern part of the United States by experiencing our first winter in Tennessee.  Learned about the basics of the earth traveling around the sun.
 
Observed closely the habits of a pair of Robins taking care of their five eggs.  Watched the chicks’ growth and behavior after they hatched.  Learned the basic feeding pattern and behavior of a family of robins.  (They nested in a tree right outside our front window.)
 
Learned the habit of a moth during and after laying her eggs (we kept her in a glass jar).  It takes about 10 days for the eggs to hatch and the tiny caterpillars begin to eat any other eggs that have not hatched.  The moth dies before she sees her babies.  The caterpillars grow fast.  (We’re going to keep a few caterpillars to watch the process of metamorphosis.)
 
We have read six of the Little House on the Prairie books and are now on book 7.  We love learning about the lives of the first pioneers in the Midwest.  Life for the Ingalls was a lot different than today.
 
Gabe has read three Hardy Boys books with his dad and they are now on a fourth. Gabe loves adventure and solving mysteries.  Hardy Boys have given him a good helping of those and more.
 
He is currently playing t-ball/coach pitch and loves being a part of a team and learning the basics of playing a game and just throwing, catching and hitting. 
 
He has memorized a handful of bible verses and catechism questions.
 
We have read through much of Genesis and Exodus, some of Leviticus and part of Numbers and various parts of the New Testament.  We will continue to read through the bible over the summer.

End

I should have mentioned that he learned to tie his shoes and ride a bike without training wheels.   He has decided that his bike and helmet are getting a bit too small and are rather babyish for him.  He’s got a birthday coming up soon, so I imagine he might get a “big boy” bike. 

Back to some schooling thoughts.  I was trying for a time to work through “Teach Your Child to Read in 100 Easy Lessons” with just Gabe, but we both got frustrated so we took a break for a while.  Then I made an amazing discovery.  And a rather “isn’t God amazing” moment.  I have had hesitation with including Chloe in our lessons, she is practically teaching herself to read, and for this reason I did not want Gabe to feel less then bright.  I was missing out on a huge blessing for both of them and for me!  Chloe has all of the letters and sounds down pat and that is precisely what Gabe struggles with.  Now Gabe’s strength is following directions very carefully and executing with perfection.  Chloe gets ahead of herself and then gets sloppy on the execution.  Welllll, they do the lesson beautifully together!  And neither seem hindered by one anothers strengths or weaknesses.  Gabe joyfully instructs Chloe how to correctly sound out a word without putting a pause between the sounds and following the letters carefully with her finger.   Chloe happily gives Gabe the sounds of the letters he is struggling with at the moment.  I decided I would try starting the book with Chloe because of her eagerness to read and she really needed some guidance.  I told Gabe to come along because he could help Chloe on the hard parts.  Now I couldn’t possibly do the lesson without either of them present.  Isn’t God amazing!  Oh, and Sophie?  Well, she sits in with us, but I think we’ll wait a year or two before I get too serious with her.

Our next mission is to catch a turtle at the pond in W.C. Johnson park.   We’ve got two hop toads named Blacksmith and Todd who need a friend.

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“It’s strange and amazing.”

May 30, 2009 at 4:37 am (Uncategorized)

That was Gabe’s comment on a tiny palm branch leaf.  He was in awe that it could be so small yet identical to a large palm branch.  Kids delight in the slightest thing.  It’s strange and amazing.  :)

I really don’t write on here as much as I want to.  When I sit down to write my mind is flooded with the things I want to say and then I get frustrated because it’s always so much.  Well, here it is as it comes to me. 

I can’t find the paper that has a record of  some of the things I wanted to write about withour Florida trip, but here are some of the things I remember.  When we first got on the beach Sophie was so fun to watch.  She has no reserve about showing true joy.  She was squealing and running up and down the beach with delight as the sand tickled her toes.  Then she would pick up a fist full of sand and gleefully watch it trickle out of her fingers.  Chloe says she enjoyed the beach more than anything.   We went on a dolphin cruise and saw a baby dolphin with the tiger stripes on its sides.  The tour guide said, “Get a good look, you’ll probably never see this again.”  I was with Chloe, though, I could have spent our entire time on the beach.  Hubby was surprised, he had no idea I was such a beach bunny (minus the bikini).  Gabe was all about swimming in the pool and warming up in the hot tub.  The ocean water was a tad too cold for him and I think he felt a little intimidated with the waves.  They weren’t really bad, but the pool is so still.  He can really swim in the pool without the fear of being swept away.   Sophie can go along with anything.  She’s happy where ever she is.  She even took a nice long nap under the umbrella on the beach with a mound of sand as a pillow.  (Oh, I so wished I could have been her at the time!) Caleb was a little tough to maneuver in the sand, but he didn’t seem to mind it.  He was a little afraid of the water at first, because of the cold, but he soon got used to it. 

Hubby and I did not want to go home.  We could have stayed much longer and with his leave in September we’re thinking of heading back to the beach instead of going to Gatlinburg as we had discussed.  Who knows, it really would be neat to take our children to the place that Mama and Daddy tied the knot.  It will be 8 years. 

Sophie had her third birthday.  She had a big pink castle cake.  Hubby says it was my best yet.  I had fun and Soph so enjoyed it.  She suddenly started saying her f’s and v’s right.  I guess I said something about how she was a big girl now and she would have to really try hard at saying her words right.  She has taken on a new pride in saying things correctly.  I welcome the progress, but grieve the loss.  She is not a baby anymore.  Oh, but I’m sure she will continue to bring fun and laughter to our home no matter what age.

My parents are coming this week to visit.  We are all anticipating their arrival.  They are on the road right now, probably snug in a hotel bed while I type.   I’m praying for a safe trip and that our home will be warm and welcoming while there here.  I’m also praying that our home might be a haven of rest and peace that they will look forward to coming back.  Often!

 I’ve been starting to run again. (Ha, the last time I really ran for exercise was before Gabe.)  I have really enjoyed it.  For some reason I don’t remember enjoying it as much as I do now.  I don’t know, perhaps it’s because when I’m running hubby is at home with the kids.  I love ‘em, Lord knows, but I sure don’t mind a quiet moment by myself these days.  I’m also doing a Pilate’s class once a week.  Love it!  I feel like I’m two inches taller coming out of there.  And it isn’t just stretching, it’s work too.  (I’m desperately trying to lose my belly, it’s getting pretty depressing.)  I’ve got the exercise part down, now I just need to lay off the chocolate! 

Okay, it’s late, I’m not even typing right, hopefully spell check gets the really bad ones.

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Mother’s Day

May 13, 2009 at 4:50 am (Blessed Moments, Chloeisms, Family, Nature Study)

I got a special surprise for this Mother’s Day.  Aside from what’s to come later today and the comfy pink striped pajamas hubby gave to me last night, I was able to see our “baby” robins this morning.

Beginning in March we watched a pair of Robins make a nest in a tree in our front yard, right outside our living room window.  Mama Robin laid five eggs.  We looked everyday to see if they were hatched and finally, on one of our daily peeks, there they were, clear skinned, hairless, and eyes closed.   My, how they grew!  I was so amazed at how quickly they changed from little limp creatures to our sweet feathered friends.  About the time they were out growing the nest we left for Florida (I hope to write about that soon!). 

After arriving home the first thing I did was check the nest.  Gone.  We were all a little sad and I’ve kept my eyes open for any sign of them since then.  Nothing.  Then this morning God gave me a special Mother’s Day treat.

(I had to stop writing that and here it is three days later.)  As I remember it, I had gotten up fairly early to feed Caleb.  He went back to sleep so I decided to make some coffee and watch the sunrise.  When I went outside there was much commotion in the tree to my right.  I realized after sitting down that they were the robins, the whole lot of them!  It appeared to me as if Mama or Daddy robin was urging their young to fly.  They would swoop low and end up across the street or in a nearby tree.  One came diving out of a tree to my left over the car and so close to the ground that I thought he was going to crash.  He swept up and perched on a limb hanging low from another tree.  If any one of them stayed in a spot too long a parent would rush at them and squawk loudly until they flew off somewhere.  It was really fun to see them, they seem to hide during the day when we’re around, but I have found out their busy time.

We now have a captured moth (at least I think it’s a moth), it is pretty like a butterfly though.  She has laid at least a hundred tiny eggs in her new glass jar home.  We’re on day three since they’ve been laid and we observe them constantly for any signs of hatching.  Mama moth seems still and lifeless, but ends up putting out a few more eggs where ever she ends up.  That was a lot of work, she was big and round like a bumblebee and now she’s a skinny little thing. 

Chloe was dancing around saying, ”We’ll have so many little caterpillars and they’ll turn into butterflies and what are we going to do with them!?  We’ll have to get a bigger home for them all and then we’ll have hundreds of butterflies.  Then the butterflies will lay eggs and we can start all over again!”

I should finish by saying that my Mother’s Day was so nice.  With Daddy’s help the children picked out some very nice gifts.  Gabe got me a pair of pretty earings that I wore on Sunday and will probably wear more now that he has such a high value of them.  He said that when I die he wants the earings to give to his wife.  If that’s the case then I will wear them more so he’ll have the memory of me with them on.  The girls got me teacups and saucers with beautiful flower prints on them.  They have dressed up our china hutch very well.  As far as hubby, he treated me like a queen and later on when I told him that I felt very special he hugged me long and close and said, “You deserved it.” 

I’ve realized that I might actually get more posts in with hubby working nights.  I’ll just have to put a cap on how late I stay up.  It should be okay tonight, we all had a late night at the Redbirds game.  The kids and their softball team dressed in their uniforms and ran out with the players.  They got to meet some of the players and Gabe got his glove autographed and Chloe her T-shirt.  I didn’t get them into bed until 9:30!  Unheard of.  We all had a good time and I’m pretty sure we’ll all sleep in tomorrow.

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Weary Days

March 28, 2009 at 3:55 am (Uncategorized)

I’m trying to get my March post in before it’s too late.  I can’ believe a whole month has already come and gone.  Time is going by at an amazingly fast rate.  I’m forever trying to remind myself to take in every moment because they soon will be gone.   I sometimes get glimpses into the future of four(maybe more) large children sitting at our table laughing and talking like adults and I think to myself, when that time comes will I look back and regret letting their younger years slip by too carelessly. 

It’s very easy to do right now, days seem to mesh into one another and I’m just getting through each one minute by minute.  I’m just praying that I will remember and cherish those special moments.  Hey, that’s what a blog is for, right?  Except as I sit here to type out some of those moments my mind has gone into marshmallow mode.   I’m tired, but I feel like I don’t have the excuse to be.  God has certainly been gracious to me by giving me a sweet natured, sleeping through the night at 3 months, baby.  I can’t understand that after a good 7-8 hours of sleep I still struggle to pull myself out of bed.  It really shouldn’t be a mystery, my life right now is pretty physically demanding.  Not to mention the mental and emotional exhaustion of training 4 little ones to be nice mannered, well behaved, God fearing children.  I recently read on a great blog that I don’t have much time to read (www.thehappyhousewife.com) that it is an investment to train your children.  I already knew this, but when days really stink it’s nice to be reminded that just letting the kids scream and cry at each other is not teaching them how to get along well with other people. 

I told myself I’d be in bed before it was 11pm and I am hitting the ten minute mark.  I wanted to write so much more, but time is not permitting.   Perhaps I can sneak another March post in, perhaps.

After proof-reading this I thought that this post seemed a little like complaining.  Idon’t mean to at all, in fact my days are so full of laughter and fun that I wonder if that isn’t what causes my exhaustion sometimes!

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