Friday, February 27, 2009

~What Are You Raising?~

Raising kids is messy...can't get around it, just no way, no how.

Though I must admit that my mind has contemplated the many ways that I might be able to avoid it. Unfortunately, all of those ways amount to zero fun for my children, and maybe an overuse of duct tape...

It was one of those weeks where I found myself constantly behind. You know the one where you are trying to get ahead of the game but you keep finding yourself two steps back.
Upon completing one long overdue chore you find that one or two others are now ready to be done again.
I was feeling frustrated with my progress, irritated with the insurmountable (or so it seemed) piling up.

I came down from upstairs where I had been working on something to find 3 of my children in front of a drawing tutorial on DVD. They had set themselves up with pencil and papers on the piano bench parked in front of the television. All seemed well until I noticed that my 3 yr. old had also wanted to take part in the lesson and had situated himself also with a paper and was happily drawing on the sofa chair behind them.

The difference became glaringly obvious when I suddenly noticed what he was drawing and "missing" with. It was a dry erase marker! Otherwise known as "permanent, never to come out, make me cry, stain !"
I quickly surveyed the damage. He had not only hit the sofa chair but also the big pretty show pillow that rests there. Oh mercy, I thought I was going to pop a blood vessel or at least a varicose vein. I was mad!

I think I let out a huge gasp followed by many short breaths which might have resembled a little hyperventilating. All four faces looked quite distressed by the sounds that were coming from me, not to mention the facial expressions I was probably making. I knew I had to make a quick exit or I was going blow!

I ran to the bathroom so I could gather myself. I knew that in the great scheme of things this was no big deal. In that moment I could do great damage to my children's spirits if I let my anger get the best of me. My little guy hadn't taken the marker and purposely drawn on the chair. He had only intended to take part in what his older siblings were doing. His childish actions were an accident and in all his focused drawing he hadn't even noticed his mishaps.

It's the moments when we are already overwhelmed, tired and feeling a little defeated that we are at most risk to think less clearly, to make bigger deals out of something that really isn't.

Sure it stunk, it felt huge at the time. Partially because I waited almost 12 years of marriage to buy one stitch of new furniture. Up until that point, we had never owned anything new. Everything was either garbage picked or someone else's giveaway. In a 1 and 1/2 year time span we had been blessed to be able to buy a fair bit of new furniture and had outfitted a couple of rooms in our new home. So I've been a tad bit "protective" we'll say of that furniture the last 3 years.

When reflecting on this I came across an article where Harmon Killebrew had told a story when he was being inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame. Him and his brother had been playing in the yard and their mother had gotten upset.

"You're tearing up the grass!" she complained.
Harmons dad replied, "We're not raising grass; were raising boys."

We have to be so careful not to value stuff, order, a perfect schedule, a spotless home over all the messiness that children bring into our lives. Kids require so much work and so much of ourselves to raise them. However, we should never make them feel guilty because of that.

That being said, I'm now going to remind myself that I'm not raising furniture; I'm raising kids.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

~ Him First ~

"A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ that a man should have to seek Him first to find her. "
~ Maya Angelou

Sunday, February 15, 2009

~ A Valentines Day ~

I Love any excuse to celebrate, and since Valentines Day involves love, romance and mushy stuff well then in this passionate housewives' mind you have just the right ingredients for a perfect day!

Since times are a bit tough and money is a tad shy right now, we had to make sure every bit of fun was homemade. I am really not very creative, but my girls are, so I put them to work.

We have recently just hit the bottom of our very large freezer but unknowingly I had some hidden treasures buried in there. Some yummy ribs would be just the break we needed from endless days of pasta, and bread. Did you know that there are countless ways you can make spaghetti? I'm telling ya, I am now the official expert!

Anyhow, the girls got busy making a mess, um, I mean they got busy being cre-a-tive.

We planned a fun night with a nice dinner, family charades, homemade sticky buns and a tad bit of "mushy."

The girls decked out the table...ain't it pretty? We had a leftover bottle of sparkling juice from Christmas. Nothing like sparkling juice in pretty glasses to get my girls excited!

Don't you go trying to tell them that there are far too many sparkles. Apparently, there is no such thing.

Aren't these glow cubes just the coolest?

We learned that confetti sparkles can stick to anything if they are just a little bit wet, including cute, chubby babies.

This is soooo NOT spaghetti, excuse me while I salivate.

Oh baby, come to mama...

The girls had given each of us our own paper heart with our names printed on them. After we ate, we passed our "hearts" around the table one at a time. When someone was holding your "heart" they would then proceed to tell everyone what it was they loved about you.

The things that were said ranged from downright hilarious to quite endearing. Even our 3 yr.old had plenty to say about each of us. Everyone left the table feeling affirmed, appreciated, and truly loved. I think this new tradition is a keeper!

Hot out of the oven sticky buns and silly family charades made our night complete.

Hope you and yours enjoyed your Valentines Day,

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

~ A Little Cold ~

We had a day without heat last week, always fun to shake things up a bit!

We just went on our merry way throughout our day eating, carousing and such.

You know us homeschool moms, we are all about the fun.

Hey Kids, lets see what it feels like to hang out in 53 degrees Fahrenheit/12 degrees Celsius all day?! We can be like real pioneer people who have no furnace, no electricity, and no running water...okay never mind about the electricity and running water thing...that's just dumb.

Here's our little pioneer baby, she's sporting the "Rudolph look" a little.

The frigid indoor temperatures weren't phasing her a bit.

All that lovely insulating baby fat kept her quite content.

I tell ya, I looked down at my jiggly love handles with a new found appreciation and respect.
Gives a whole new meaning to pleasantly plump.

Pleasantly plump and thankful,

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