Wednesday, October 19, 2016

A little catching up...

As I begin to write this post, the clock reads 9:14 on Wednesday evening.  Any responsible American who is still awake at this hour should probably be watching the final Presidential debate, during which Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton will continue to attempt to convince all of us as voters that they are the right person to lead the United States for the next four years.  I can say without a hint of uncertainty that I have zero interest in watching such a circus act, and find it sickening that we are about to find ourselves living in a country that either one of them is the leader of.

Jason is away this week, which means it is just the kids and I flying solo.  So far, we're doing great.  We have been doing silly things like eating pancakes and bacon for supper last night and then going out into the hot tub for a bit before bed.  We have been snuggling on the couch and working together to put away laundry.  It's been oh so glamorous.  But so far so good.  My goal for these times that Jason is away is usually to get to bed early since I feel no pressure after the kids are in bed to be social, and have no guilt whatsoever about spending time inspecting the insides of my eyelids as opposed to having conversation with my husband.  Tonight, though, I thought I would share some pictures and do a little catching up from the past few weeks since I've slowed down with the blogging.  Again.  Lord, have mercy.

Two weekends ago, we were FINALLY able to get to our first PSU game of the season.  We opted to take the kids along with us, which proved once and for all that the girls aren't quite ready.  Mara was pretty scroochy (I have no earthly clue how to spell that) and Lauren was bored before halftime.  They were pleased, however, that Brooke and Aunt Libby were along with us for the game, and quite enjoyed taking silly pictures on my phone camera and just being together.  Lucky for all of us we stayed pretty dry and got to see a decisive victory over Maryland in front of a homecoming crowd in Beaver Stadium.  I already can't wait to get there this weekend for the big OSU matchup.

On Sunday the 9th, the kids and I walked in the CROP walk in Milton. I wasn't sure how far the kids would make it, but they all three finished the three mile course without so much as a single gripe or moan.  I was super proud of them!  Mara's little legs didn't go the fastest, but I didn't carry her at all and she did a great job.


This past Friday, the 14th, was exciting because I got to go with Joshua on his historical field trip with his class as well as the 3rd grade classes.  We had a nice day touring around historical sites in Union County.  I honestly never would have known the amount of history that has taken place right around where we live.  The kids got to see the Dale-Engle-Walker house, an historic church and cemetery and an old one room school house.  While the kids rode in the bus, the moms (and a few brave dads) were piled into cars and following along behind the bus.  I always love spending time with this particular group of mothers.


This past Saturday, the kids and I helped at the Kiwanis Club's Woolly Worm Festival in Lewisburg.  This is our silly take on Punxsutawney Phil and his weather forecast predictions for the upcoming winter.  The only issue this year was a surprising lack of woolly worms to use for the weather predictions and to let the kids race them for prices.  The kids loved walking around and even managed to convince me to let them get their faces painted.



And then, this is tonight.  Sacked out on the chair, Dora  blanket and little puppy all snuggled up together.  For as crazy as this child makes me, she melts me just as much.  Sweet dreams all!








Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Seven


Dear Lauren,

It was 7 years ago that you made me a Mommy of a little girl.  I was totally blindsided by how much I would love mothering a daughter, and how special the relationship would be between the two of us.  Before you were born, early in the morning on September 30, 2009 (sharing the birthday with Dr. Miller, I should add, who reminded me of this no less than a hundred times on the day you were born), I was comfortable with the mothering of a sweet little boy-- who loved to wrestle and throw football, pretended to be a superhero for the majority of every single day, and who loved his tool bench more than he loved me.  I shopped in the "blue" section of all the stores-- finding little sweater vests and things with fire trucks on them.  Everything Josh liked had to do with tractors and trucks and Spider-Man.  And then along came you.  Immediately I knew that I had no idea what I was doing.  From the moment we met, you were surprising me with all of the newness of you and all of the things we would learn together.  What an adventure it has been for us both.  Every day I'm pretty sure I fail you and do the best for you...both at the same time. 

You have taught me not to set expectations, because sometimes what God has in store is way better than anything we can cook up in our own minds.  We have learned how to choose dresses and fix hair and play baby dolls and color and snuggle and navigate dance lessons.  I have learned about the softness of your emotions and the huge dreams God has planted in your heart.  I have witnessed you with the way you care for your sister and your brother, always seeking out ways to help them and show them love, even when they least deserve it.  You have shown me what patience and grace look like, and I know that I'm not the only one you inspire with that.  You have a mind that seeks to understand, and the persistence to keep digging on a subject until you learn enough to feel comfortable.  Out of all three of the children in our family, you are the one that I think is the most like me.  All emotion.  All raw, pure, unadulterated feelings that drive what you do and say and think.  But you got the best of your Daddy as well-- that perseverance that will allow you to reach any goal you set for yourself, and the drive to get there.

I dream a lot of big dreams for you, sweet girl.  I know that God has HUGE plans for your life, and I pray every day that you'll follow His lead in everything you do.  With a heart like yours, and smarts to match, there is just no limit to what you can do.  I cannot think of any greater honor than to get the blessing to be your Mom through it all.  You are a joy and a treasure, Lauren Elizabeth.  I could not possibly love you any more than I do.

And so, for your birthday, I pray the same prayer I pray for you every night at bedtime.  Lord God, please bless Lauren and keep her.  Please make Your face to shine upon her and be gracious to her.  And God, please look on her with Your favor, and grant her Your peace.

I'll love you forever,
Mommy