Sunday, March 31, 2013

This Week...

This week Tommy asked me which cloud Heaven was on...

Daniel was supposed to be in his room changing his clothes on Friday night but instead he was standing on a toy chest naked and dancing in his window with a blue and red flashing light up toy.

Bella and I began reading from her devotional, Jesus Calling. It feels so good to do something just for her and I. And its so amazing and confidence building that I was able to teach this little person how to read.... somehow I couldn't imagine the day when she would read to me at night.

This week Vivian tried my patience and somehow also pulled me through the exhausting times with her cuteness. On Friday we were spring cleaning some things while Bella was away at a sleepover  and the boys played together. She was my little helper/terror. It made the work go soooo much slower but somehow it made everything more fun. Even when she was drinking out of the dirty trash can I was washing in the tub using the medicine dispenser.... even then...... *shudder* gag*....

Daniel asked me when it would be Easter again this morning.... I was confused. I said that TODAY is Easter. He looked confused then.

He said...
"So last week (when we colored eggs and went to the church egg hunt) was just practicing?".

This morning we all put on our Sunday best, and we were on timeish.... and we were better than we usually are. Or maybe it just seemed that way. Maybe we seemed better, shinier, less whiney to me because I was seeing us through the lens of this love. This all sacrificing, poured out, unbelievable love that Jesus gives.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Seriously this time......

I got a little heartsick last night about my complete lack of blogging lately.

I don't really care about the blogging, for its own sake or if anyone reads it.
 I have needed to get down to the bare bones of life in order to get  into the swing of homeschooling two kids at once.

The truth is that the reason I am writing is that yesterday morning Tommy was not being himself so I checked his temperature and it was over 102. So I got him some meds and his pillow and blanket to snuggle with on the couch. He then asked me for his stitch.

Stitch as in the little blue alien from the Disney movie.
He sleeps with it every night and has weeded it out from and impressive collection of things he used to sleep with. He loves it.
And I had a moment of panic.... what if someday I forget how much he loved that stupid thing.

What if I forget that Bella telling me a couple days ago that she wanted to have a spa day and put "pickle slices" on my eyes and take a bath in mud.

How would it feel to not be able to tell Daniel that when he was three his favorite food was banana's and his favorite show was mighty machines... the one about going to digging school.  And he liked the bad guys better than the good guys. And he talked constantly about fighting a skeleton army.

And Vivian.... I am sure I won't forget to tell her that her toddlerhood nearly killed me... assuming I survive. If she gets out of sight for even a moment all hell breaks loose. The other day I found her under the chopping block in the kitchen with a steak knife..... seriously.

I am pretty sure she was out to get me since I didn't write her birthday post.

I have no other system for keeping track of these insane but beautiful days.

So I must write it seems.