Friday, October 1, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Click, Clack, Moo
Today, I took Sophie to the play, Click, Clack, Moo. It was written from the children's storybook, which I had read to her last year. It is a cute story about cows learning to type to have their demands (blankets for the cold weather) met by the Farmer. The troupe did a good job w/ their performances. Afterwards, I took her to lunch at the place of her choice. And, where do you think she wanted to go? McDonald's (yuk!) So, I took her and we had cheeseburgers and she ordered a caramel frappe. I enjoyed my day w/ my favorite 5 year old!
Daddy took a picture of us before we left for the play this morning, since they don't allow photography in the performance.
Daddy took a picture of us before we left for the play this morning, since they don't allow photography in the performance.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Nicky's First Word
Aaron and I were sitting on the couch last night w/ Nic, when all of a sudden he started to say:
All of the kids said "da da" first. It just doesn't seem fair, I mean, I should at least have one say "ma ma" first, right?
All of the kids said "da da" first. It just doesn't seem fair, I mean, I should at least have one say "ma ma" first, right?
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Peanuts
This morning, Silas came out of the bathroom holding himself w/ his hand down his pants. I asked him what was wrong and he told me "My peanuts hurt." I said, "Your peanuts hurt?" and he said, "Yeah, but it's not broken." Good deal!
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
My Chunky Monkey
Nic is now 7 months old. He has two teeth and is doing the army crawl. He sleeps from 8:30 or 9:00 at night until 8:00 the next morning. His favorite activities are crawling after the dog and trying to get the Skip Bo cards when the girls are playing in the floor. He loves to watch Barney w/ his big brother, Silas and his big sister, Sophie. He is the rock star in the family. He is delicious!
Are You Ready For Some Futbol?
Fall soccer season is in full swing. Lizzy's team, the Xtreme, went up a division to U12 Rec Plus. We have a few Saturdays of traveling. They are now the low men on the totem pole, having mostly 10 and 11 year olds playing against teams w/ 12 year olds. So, this will be a learning season for them. They lost their first game and tied their second game. Lizzy scored in the second game, only to have it called off sides and the goal was not counted. Sadie's team, the Wildcats, had their first game this past Saturday and Sadie scored 5 of their 6 goals!! She played almost the entire game, because her teammates were too tired to play :) She is a powerhouse out there! They would love for you to come watch them play sometime!
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Never Give Up!
One of my friends on Facebook shared this video today. I loved it and wanted to post it here. It is such an awesome display of a father's love and how much more our heavenly father loves us. Enjoy!
Thursday, September 9, 2010
My Father's Favorite
Here is Lizzy playing her new piece "My Father's Favorite." She has been working on it all summer. So proud of her!
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Mother & Son in an interior room
That is the name of this painting.
I found it on one of the Christian blogs I read and it just struck me in such a way that I began to cry. Because, when I saw this painting, I saw me and my 3 three year old son, Silas. If you have ever met Silas, you know that he is a handful (or two handfuls). He can be obstinate, whiny, always breaking something, eating every piece of gum he can get his hands on (14 at one time), or writing on any piece of furniture he can find (his new bed!!!). This was the kind of day I had w/ him yesterday, and, to be honest with you, I couldn't wait for yesterday to be over. I know, I sound like a horrible mother. I FELT like a horrible mother. I yelled, I spanked, I put him in time out, I made him go to bed, and none of it worked. So, I went to bed last night feeling like a failure as a mom and asking God to forgive me and give me strength for tomorrow.
This morning after taking the older kids to piano, I decided to read some of my favorite blogs, hoping to find some encouragement from these wise women. Instead, I found this picture. It convicted me to the very depths of my heart, because I never once picked that little obstinate, headstrong boy up in my arms and looked him square in the face. I never spoke to him w/ a firm, yet loving voice and let him know how much I love him and how I want him to be a good boy. Instead, I . . . well, you know . . .
Thank you Lord for helping me to find this painting, for I will treasure it forever in my heart. It is such a beautiful display of your love being displayed through a mother to her precious little boy. Thank you Lord for my precious little boy!
I found it on one of the Christian blogs I read and it just struck me in such a way that I began to cry. Because, when I saw this painting, I saw me and my 3 three year old son, Silas. If you have ever met Silas, you know that he is a handful (or two handfuls). He can be obstinate, whiny, always breaking something, eating every piece of gum he can get his hands on (14 at one time), or writing on any piece of furniture he can find (his new bed!!!). This was the kind of day I had w/ him yesterday, and, to be honest with you, I couldn't wait for yesterday to be over. I know, I sound like a horrible mother. I FELT like a horrible mother. I yelled, I spanked, I put him in time out, I made him go to bed, and none of it worked. So, I went to bed last night feeling like a failure as a mom and asking God to forgive me and give me strength for tomorrow.
This morning after taking the older kids to piano, I decided to read some of my favorite blogs, hoping to find some encouragement from these wise women. Instead, I found this picture. It convicted me to the very depths of my heart, because I never once picked that little obstinate, headstrong boy up in my arms and looked him square in the face. I never spoke to him w/ a firm, yet loving voice and let him know how much I love him and how I want him to be a good boy. Instead, I . . . well, you know . . .
Thank you Lord for helping me to find this painting, for I will treasure it forever in my heart. It is such a beautiful display of your love being displayed through a mother to her precious little boy. Thank you Lord for my precious little boy!
Monday, September 6, 2010
Sophie is 5 today!
The first thing Sophie said to me after realizing that she turned 5 years old today was "Do I have to go to the doctor and get a shot?" Happy Birthday, baby girl!
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Birthday Celebrations
Last weekend, we celebrated Silas' 3rd birthday, Sophie's 5th birthday, and my niece, Lilly's 1st birthday on the same day. Mom made a cake for each one of them. I don't think I have to tell you how hard she worked on them. Thanks Mom!
Silas' dinosaur cake:
Lilly's teddy bear cake:
And, Sophie's castle:
Silas' dinosaur cake:
Lilly's teddy bear cake:
And, Sophie's castle:Monday, August 30, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Future Carpet Cleaners of America
One of their added chores for letting their rooms get so dirty while I was recovering from surgery was to clean all the spots off my carpet:
I could have just used the carpet cleaner to clean the carpet, but I was so mad at them for letting their rooms get to this:
I could have just used the carpet cleaner to clean the carpet, but I was so mad at them for letting their rooms get to this:
These pictures don't really do it justice, because you can't see the carpets and under the beds. Their bathroom was even worse. So, if any of you are needing your carpet cleaned, I can send them over and they will do it for free!Saturday, August 28, 2010
Just Like Daddy
Henry got out of the shower and came into where I was last night. He said, "Look mom, my hair looks just like daddy's." Yes, Henry, it sure does!
Friday, August 27, 2010
God answers the cry of my heart . . .
I woke up this morning sensing God's presence, thinking about the things he has done in my life. It is amazing to me what God WILL do when we have the courage to believe in him and his word. It reminded me of something that happened to me a year ago . . .
Most everyone who reads my blog knows that my oldest son, Samuel, was diagnosed w/ Asperger's Syndrome when he was around 3. He is high functioning, and for the most part, seems like your average kid. He has difficulty making friends and being in large group settings w/ other children his age. There is so much information out there on autism, it is overwhelming. Not only that, but I always felt so helpless to read that there was no cure and my child may grow up and not lead a normal life (get married, have a family). So, I chose not to read it or believe any of it. I chose not to change his diet or put him in special classes. I chose to shut it all out and trust God, because HE gave me this little boy.
So, I would arrange for us to get together w/ other families that have boys his age. I usually found him off in his bedroom by himself not wanting to play. I watched children be mean to him, push him down, and see that Samuel didn't even realize they were being mean to him. It has been hard for me to watch this over the years. It has been hard to watch him struggle w/ his school work, trying to put words together that end up making no sense, seeing him play baseball and wanting to be able to hit the ball, but instead striking out again, trying to be friends w/ the boys in his class at church only to have them get up and move to another table or chair away from him. I think those things would be hard for any mother to watch. But, I just continued to trust God .
One day last year, Samuel's piano teacher had spoken to me about him being more and more distracted. I had noticed this, too. I explained to her about him having Asperger's and like most well meaning people do, she forwarded me a link w/ information on Asperger's. The website contained a blog of a young teenage boy who wrote about his struggles w/ Asperger's. One particular entry I read was about a day that his brother got asked over to a friend's house to play, but he was not invited. He couldn't understand why people didn't want to play w/ him or be around him. He was so angry and just wanted someone to ask him to play. I closed the link and began to cry, wondering if my son felt these same things. Right then, I prayed. It was a simple prayer, "Please God, don't let my son go through life w/out having a godly friend. "
Not five minutes had gone by when our phone rang. It was a boy from our church. He had just called to see how Samuel was doing and to see if there was anything he could pray w/ him about. I listened to the conversation, which lasted about 2 minutes. Samuel hung up the phone w/ a smile on his face. He told me that Kyle wanted him to go swimming w/ him sometime. I told him that would be great! Samuel went back to reading in his room and I went to my room and cried and just thanked God for hearing me right then.
Now, I know that Samuel has lots of friends (called siblings) that live w/ him and love him. And, I know that God has given him so MANY gifts and talents. Samuel can tell you the order of the Kings of Israel, if they were godly or evil and most times, how they died. He loves to read his Bible (which is what he is doing most of the time he is in his room alone). I am thankful that his heart is God's and I will take that any day over him being just your average play in the dirt, wrestling, getting into mischief boy any day. I am thankful for this perfect gift that God gave Aaron and I and I do not take it for granted. And, I am also thankful that when we have the courage to trust God, he will never fail to answer our prayers.
Is there something that God wants you to have courage to believe him for today?
Most everyone who reads my blog knows that my oldest son, Samuel, was diagnosed w/ Asperger's Syndrome when he was around 3. He is high functioning, and for the most part, seems like your average kid. He has difficulty making friends and being in large group settings w/ other children his age. There is so much information out there on autism, it is overwhelming. Not only that, but I always felt so helpless to read that there was no cure and my child may grow up and not lead a normal life (get married, have a family). So, I chose not to read it or believe any of it. I chose not to change his diet or put him in special classes. I chose to shut it all out and trust God, because HE gave me this little boy.
So, I would arrange for us to get together w/ other families that have boys his age. I usually found him off in his bedroom by himself not wanting to play. I watched children be mean to him, push him down, and see that Samuel didn't even realize they were being mean to him. It has been hard for me to watch this over the years. It has been hard to watch him struggle w/ his school work, trying to put words together that end up making no sense, seeing him play baseball and wanting to be able to hit the ball, but instead striking out again, trying to be friends w/ the boys in his class at church only to have them get up and move to another table or chair away from him. I think those things would be hard for any mother to watch. But, I just continued to trust God .
One day last year, Samuel's piano teacher had spoken to me about him being more and more distracted. I had noticed this, too. I explained to her about him having Asperger's and like most well meaning people do, she forwarded me a link w/ information on Asperger's. The website contained a blog of a young teenage boy who wrote about his struggles w/ Asperger's. One particular entry I read was about a day that his brother got asked over to a friend's house to play, but he was not invited. He couldn't understand why people didn't want to play w/ him or be around him. He was so angry and just wanted someone to ask him to play. I closed the link and began to cry, wondering if my son felt these same things. Right then, I prayed. It was a simple prayer, "Please God, don't let my son go through life w/out having a godly friend. "
Not five minutes had gone by when our phone rang. It was a boy from our church. He had just called to see how Samuel was doing and to see if there was anything he could pray w/ him about. I listened to the conversation, which lasted about 2 minutes. Samuel hung up the phone w/ a smile on his face. He told me that Kyle wanted him to go swimming w/ him sometime. I told him that would be great! Samuel went back to reading in his room and I went to my room and cried and just thanked God for hearing me right then.
Now, I know that Samuel has lots of friends (called siblings) that live w/ him and love him. And, I know that God has given him so MANY gifts and talents. Samuel can tell you the order of the Kings of Israel, if they were godly or evil and most times, how they died. He loves to read his Bible (which is what he is doing most of the time he is in his room alone). I am thankful that his heart is God's and I will take that any day over him being just your average play in the dirt, wrestling, getting into mischief boy any day. I am thankful for this perfect gift that God gave Aaron and I and I do not take it for granted. And, I am also thankful that when we have the courage to trust God, he will never fail to answer our prayers.
Is there something that God wants you to have courage to believe him for today?
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Another First
Nic finally cut his first tooth yesterday. Even during the pain of cutting it, he was still a good baby and hardly made a peep:
Silas' hiding place
Silas is always asking for a snack right when I am making dinner and I tell him "no, dinner will be ready in a few minutes." The other day, I happened to look up on the staircase and found these wrappers laying there. He had taken his fruit snacks (after being told no) and snuck upstairs to eat them where I couldn't see him :) Oh, that boy!
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