Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Really, this sugar thing stinks! Grumpy, grumpy kids tonight, and they only had a few pieces. I'll be doing one a day, here on out. Overall, it was good fun!
Once I was young; the children small
There was not time to finish all
The tasks, it seemed.
These things I dreamed:
A clean, still house, no urgent need,
A little time to rest and read.
Now I am older; day by day
I read the lonely hours away
The still house gleams.
These are my dreams:
A piping voice to call its need,
A hungry little mouth to feed
A tear to wipe, a hole to mend, A boundless energy to lend.
Vain, idle dreams!
My dear sister in law sent me this poem, and I have to share my thoughts.
What is it about the human condition that we have such a hard time being where we are, who we are. Why is it so hard to accept our days? We rush, rush, rush to get to tomorrow but never find it. Reminds me of the Aesop's Fable about the dog that finds a big piece of meat...when he sees the refection of his meat in the river, he goes after the other piece too and looses the one he had in his mouth. We're like that. I'll speak for myself. I'm like that.
Somedays, I just want my house to be tidy and clean like my mom's is. I want to have the luxury of a long bath and a book, alone. I want to eat my lunch in silence sometimes. I want to go shopping alone and know that I can come home and put the food away before it'll get eaten. I want to sleep through the night.
But then I remember. Before we had kids. We were bored! At my ladies Bible Studies I've learned a unique perspective from the more experienced women of grown children. I hear about how hard it is to get out of bed sometimes when no one needs you to get up. I hear about trying to fill the hours of the day, and having a hard time getting things done because there is no hurry. I hear that it can be hard to fall asleep, or sleep through the night. There is no more to dust. No need to vacuum. It's harder to cook for two, hardly worth the work sometimes.
This in mind, we mommies of little ones need to be grateful. THIS is the day that God made, and gave to us. We can celebrate if no one is horribly ill. If we can make our rent and buy groceries. Be so grateful that we have these little ones today, to play games with and clean up after. Fall into bed knowing that we should sleep well after a hard days' work.
And to those who have no little ones at home. THIS is the day that God has made, and given to you. Start your day caring for your home, your husbands. When this is done spend your self! Volunteer at a homeless shelter, go to lunch with your best friends. Make a meal for a young mom who needs help. Work in the nursery at church, hold the babies.Now, I'm going to go tackle the fresh mountain of laundry, then play a game with my boys.
Seize the day!
Monday, October 29, 2007
This is what I woke up to this morning. I had to squeeze my way out before I couldn' t breathe anymore. Funny how kids gravitate toward you while they sleep, and they're putting their cold little feet all over my warm legs and stomach to get warm. First comes one, had a bad dream. Then another, "too cold, mama." And at last the straggler. "I can't sleep in my room all alone.... My goodness, what would I do without a King sized bed? Suppose they'd just have to fall out~then maybe they'd go back to their own beds. I could do that too, move them back, but that takes so much work in the middle of the night. And then I'd get too cold...
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
I made this recipe once and Joey asked quickly if I'd make it again. When I made it I added 1/4 c chopped peanuts, raisins and flax seed. This time at the grocery I bought dried cranberries, sesame seeds and coconut to mix things up a little.
Chewy Granola Bars
3 c oats
1 c flour
1 t baking soda
2 t vanilla
2/3 c softened butter
1/2 c honey
1/3 c brown sugar
1 c mini chocolate chips or M&Ms
Optional: raisins, dried fruit, sunflower seeds, chopped nuts
In a large bowl, combine oats, flour, and baking soda. In another
bowl, combine vanilla, butter, honey, and brown sugar. Add to oat
mixture and stir until combined. Stir in the chocolate chips and pour
into a lightly greased 9x13 pan. Lightly press mixture into the pan
with the back of your spoon. Bake at 325 for 22 minutes or until
lightly golden brown. Let cool for 10 minutes, then cut into bars.
Let bars cool completely in pan before removing or serving.
This little guy is an amazingly happy baby. I credit this all to my dear sister, Hazel, and his daddy Joe. They are beautifully attachment parenting, and anticipate just what this little boy needs. I love watching them all together. I can tell they have a great time in just being family. There's nothing better in this life, if you ask me.
Do you want to know our secret? "Behind every whine, is a question." says Ralph. That's it!
Son: Mom, why can't I have another cookie, he got another cookie and you got another cookie and it's nooooo fair! I'll never get another cookie for the rest of my life foreverrrr!
Mom: Do you have a question to ask me?
Son: Mom, can I please have another cookie?
Do you see how simple this is? We eventually got our kids to the point where we simply say "Try again." This cues them in to ask a question instead of whining. Now let me tell you, this is not a plan to immediately stop all whining. It's a slow habit-changing process that we have to revisit every few weeks or months. But it works, and it sure beats getting frustrated with your little ones and making the problem worse.
So the next time your little one, or a co-worker or friend begins to whine, try this;
Do you have a question for me? And remind yourself, as I do tonight, that I don't need to whine! I just need to go ask a question. Think I need to go ask for a massage....
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Sweet Pea was 2 August, 31. He's amazing, and keeping me really, really busy. If left alone, he can empty a tube of toothpaste in under a minute. He's also been found getting gum out of the cupboards, up really high. He LOVES to be in the bath or shower, he takes showers at least once a day.
The boy loves to be "nakeg."
You'll often find Sweet Pea running around with a handful of small toys, little treasures. He loves dolphins, frogs, trains.
Pea was a happy, happy baby.Here he's wearing a more serious, waking up face. Born to a full, noisy family, he was content to nurse, then sit and watch his brothers go by. He got a lot of brotherly love from the start. One could say that he's as quick as he is in order to keep up with his brothers. I agree, there is a race to win. To his credit though, I think he's as sharp as his older brothers, with a new direction, of course.
Sweet Pea can count to 13, sings (well, shouts) several songs, and is potty training himself. You won't hear me complaining... He loves playing trains with Scoot and blocks and cars with LC. He joins right into the wrestling with dad and the boys, and he loves to snuggle, read, or get tickled by me. He's got a black belt in tae kwon kiddo, you'll often find him on the bench for foul play.
This, my friends, is Sweet Pea.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
For all those that don't know my sweet husband, we met at a church camp (we were both working there with the kids) back in 2000. He quickly swept me off my feet. Ralph is charming, quite intelligent, and witty. Since then, I've learned that he's really fun to be married to, and he is a gentle, loving dad that cares about the direction of our boy's lives. I find that our parenting compliments each other in numerous ways. Now that I've thoroughly embarrassed him....
I'm happy to say that I'm really enjoying marriage, all the fun and work that comes along with. We have great reason to celebrate!
Friday, October 12, 2007
At any rate, I will work hard this winter to relish the quiet moments, and today I was thrilled to see Eli curled up to a good book. This is not unusual at our house, we read a lot. It's just so great to see a two year old "reading" on his own.
Man I love my job.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
My goal is to be working myself out of a job, so by next year hopefully Critter will be making lunch for us all everyday. I could eat pbj everyday if someone else is making it. If only I can teach Eli to use the broom now.....
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Preschool begins 9a.m.~ calendar, flash cards or manipulatives, Bible, Spanish, numbers and letters, shapes and colors for Nate and Eli (and is Eli ever picking it up!), reading, writing, math, time and money concepts, as well as some classic literature (Aesop's Tales this week) for Joe. We usually get in about an hour in the morning. Afterward I usually send the boys out for some recess, and then play time...or we're off to activities for the kiddos.
In the afternoon, when my little ones nap Joey and I get in another hour of one on one at the bar in the kitchen. I love it that he can read to me, and we get to have quiet time to dive into the work a little deeper. I'm seeing a lot of progress in his handwriting, and he's picking up new stuff everyday...so fun.
We also get in the art...seems to me that the crayons, markers and stickers are always out...and my boys are always happy to make new pictures for us. I love it.
Our week is also packed with social activites. I attend a Bible Study, the boys are in a Bible class too. We head to the library once a week to pick up a basket full of books for new readers and bedtime entertainment. All the boys enjoy a story time there, complete with a craft afterward. We have a home school playgroup we meet with weekly, with 13 kids 0-7 years old...lots of friend time that day. And of course grocery shopping (Joey helps me keep the tab and compare prices) and trips to the park, or Maemae's house.
Once a month we have groups with the local home school club, a literary lunch, chess and board games club, and a date at the gymnastics center. I truly cannot call myself a "stay at home mom" I rarely stay at home.
One of the 578 reasons I home school, the flexibility to do all these things. If an activity interfere's with our school work, we just work later, or double up. Good times!
So this is a bit of what our lives look like. We have fun. Come, hang out with us for a day!