Wednesday, June 25, 2008
testing testing 1 2 3
Hey all. Please pray for Chad. Tomorrow he takes his first recorded test (the others he has done were practice tests). If he passes this one, he can get started on the real stuff. If he doesn't pass, he has to pay to take it again. He has to get 70% or higher!! His practice tests are usually over the mark! Thanks!
Monday, June 23, 2008
Gabriel
1. Why does Gabriel insist on wearing his underwear backwards? Could it be that he just wants to see the bigger picture?
2. Gabriel has worn the same size of clothes for two years, pretty much. Chad asked him a while back when he was going to start growing. He answered, "On Friday." Now it's a family joke.
3. He came out after his bath, underwear on backwards, pajamas in hand. Gabriel asked me to button his shirt. As I did, I told him he was going to have to learn to button his own shirt. His answer, as if it was related... "You need to make a bigger house 'cause I'm gonna grow."
4. He told me the other day that he needed to tell me a secret. He pulled my hair aside to expose my ear, got as close to it as he could, and in a very loud whisper, he said, "You're the best mommy ever in the whole wide world." Score a few brownie points for the three-year-old.
5. The other day I was talking to him explaining that he needed to practice being nice to his brothers because soon he would have a little sister and he would be a big brother. If he practiced being nice to them, it would be easier for him to be nice to the baby...etc. Evan started chiming in with his parent-like voice, but before he got 3 words out, Gabriel yelled, "Hey! It's MY baby sister. Me and Mommy's! 'Cause I picked her out!" We'll see if he is so excited about her in a few years.
2. Gabriel has worn the same size of clothes for two years, pretty much. Chad asked him a while back when he was going to start growing. He answered, "On Friday." Now it's a family joke.
3. He came out after his bath, underwear on backwards, pajamas in hand. Gabriel asked me to button his shirt. As I did, I told him he was going to have to learn to button his own shirt. His answer, as if it was related... "You need to make a bigger house 'cause I'm gonna grow."
4. He told me the other day that he needed to tell me a secret. He pulled my hair aside to expose my ear, got as close to it as he could, and in a very loud whisper, he said, "You're the best mommy ever in the whole wide world." Score a few brownie points for the three-year-old.
5. The other day I was talking to him explaining that he needed to practice being nice to his brothers because soon he would have a little sister and he would be a big brother. If he practiced being nice to them, it would be easier for him to be nice to the baby...etc. Evan started chiming in with his parent-like voice, but before he got 3 words out, Gabriel yelled, "Hey! It's MY baby sister. Me and Mommy's! 'Cause I picked her out!" We'll see if he is so excited about her in a few years.
Monday, June 16, 2008
5th time's the charm!
WE ARE HAVING A BABY GIRL!!!!!
We found out this morning. No beating around the bush here. God is good, all the time! She was being modest and we almost had to leave without knowing...but she finally decided to let us know! :)
I went straight from my doctor's appointment to Kohl's and stocked up on some PINK outfits! :) (and purple...and...)
HALLELUJAH! We're so happy! The boys are happy! Everyone is happy! It's nice.
We found out this morning. No beating around the bush here. God is good, all the time! She was being modest and we almost had to leave without knowing...but she finally decided to let us know! :)
I went straight from my doctor's appointment to Kohl's and stocked up on some PINK outfits! :) (and purple...and...)
HALLELUJAH! We're so happy! The boys are happy! Everyone is happy! It's nice.
Friday, June 13, 2008
love and marriage....
I'm gonna get mushy...so if you don't wanna read it...then go on. :)
I'm married to a pretty great guy. We have our differences, our disagreements, our moments....our discussions...but all in all, I didn't do half bad.
It's no secret that I put my own father up on a pedestal - one he most certainly wouldn't think he deserved, and it's probably no secret that there is no perfect dad or husband. Despite all that, I'm pretty sure that I have just the dad I need for my growing boys (plus one).
Yesterday was fine, but last night was a different story. Dealing with Dad's birthday was okay when I was busy during the day, but the moment the busyness ceased and my mind had time to catch up, it wasn't long before I had one of the biggest cries I've had in a long time. I predict the same for Sunday (Father's Day) as well. But the minute Chad saw the flood gates open, he dropped what he was concerned about and came to listen. He didn't say anything. He didn't do anything. He just listened and tried to understand my blubbering. It was what I needed. Then when he saw my emotions were affecting Luke's, he swept in to Luke's rescue, too. "A little daddy time" (translation - fishing time on the boat) was exactly what Luke needed to get him back on track.
So, for yesterday, the Super Dad Award goes to:
I'm married to a pretty great guy. We have our differences, our disagreements, our moments....our discussions...but all in all, I didn't do half bad.
It's no secret that I put my own father up on a pedestal - one he most certainly wouldn't think he deserved, and it's probably no secret that there is no perfect dad or husband. Despite all that, I'm pretty sure that I have just the dad I need for my growing boys (plus one).
Yesterday was fine, but last night was a different story. Dealing with Dad's birthday was okay when I was busy during the day, but the moment the busyness ceased and my mind had time to catch up, it wasn't long before I had one of the biggest cries I've had in a long time. I predict the same for Sunday (Father's Day) as well. But the minute Chad saw the flood gates open, he dropped what he was concerned about and came to listen. He didn't say anything. He didn't do anything. He just listened and tried to understand my blubbering. It was what I needed. Then when he saw my emotions were affecting Luke's, he swept in to Luke's rescue, too. "A little daddy time" (translation - fishing time on the boat) was exactly what Luke needed to get him back on track.
So, for yesterday, the Super Dad Award goes to:
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Birthdays in Heaven
Another interesting conversation again yesterday. You see, tomorrow would have been my dad's 55th birthday, if pancreatic cancer didn't exist.
We happened to drive past his grave site, which is very visible from the road. The boys asked me something about him, and his birthday came up. I said that this Thursday would have been his birthday. This prompted the usual questions regarding a birthday..."How old..." "Does Heaven have birthday cakes?" "Will Pappaw have a party in heaven?" Of course, I stumbled through my best-guessed answers. Their questions are starting to conjure up answers that seem to come to me through a blanket of numbness now.
But Evan and Drew snapped me right out of it.
Drew asked me about whether or not Dad would have a party in Heaven. Before I could really answer, Evan said he was SURE Jesus would know when Pappaw's birthday was. It was as if he couldn't imagine a birthday without balloons, noise makers, cake, and ice cream -- and whether you were on earth or in Heaven, birthdays were a constant. A given. (The "given" comment is for you, Dad.)
Evan's faith and innocence never cease to amaze me, but the real kicker was Drew's next question. "Mommy, do you think God could send us down a picture of the party?"
How I wish it worked that way.
We happened to drive past his grave site, which is very visible from the road. The boys asked me something about him, and his birthday came up. I said that this Thursday would have been his birthday. This prompted the usual questions regarding a birthday..."How old..." "Does Heaven have birthday cakes?" "Will Pappaw have a party in heaven?" Of course, I stumbled through my best-guessed answers. Their questions are starting to conjure up answers that seem to come to me through a blanket of numbness now.
But Evan and Drew snapped me right out of it.
Drew asked me about whether or not Dad would have a party in Heaven. Before I could really answer, Evan said he was SURE Jesus would know when Pappaw's birthday was. It was as if he couldn't imagine a birthday without balloons, noise makers, cake, and ice cream -- and whether you were on earth or in Heaven, birthdays were a constant. A given. (The "given" comment is for you, Dad.)
Evan's faith and innocence never cease to amaze me, but the real kicker was Drew's next question. "Mommy, do you think God could send us down a picture of the party?"
How I wish it worked that way.
Friday, June 6, 2008
What does God teach in Heaven?
After a pretty decent storm tonight with winds at 85 mph, we went to town to get some ice cream. On the way home we saw this amazing rainbow. The coolest part about the rainbow was the further we drove the more we could see of it.
Evan began talking about the true meaning behind the rainbow...that it was God's promise never to destroy the earth again by flood.
The more we drove, the bigger it got. The bigger the rainbow seemed, Evan said louder and louder, "That is a HUGE promise!" I was proud of them recalling the true meaning, but I got tickled at the inflection in his voice.
It wasn't long before little Gabriel was imitating in his tiny 3-year-old voice, "That is a HUGE promise!" He repeated it over and over...the farther we drove. I really wish now I would have recorded it on my cell phone, but I didn't think of it until after he had stopped.
As we pulled in our driveway, Chad was talking about God making rainbows and painting a picture for us all to see just then. I was headed toward the door when I heard Evan say behind me, "I bet Jesus taught Pappaw Bob how to make rainbows." When I turned around with one foot in the door to the house and the other still outside, my eyes met Chad's. I think this was the single most sweetest thing I have ever heard in my entire life.
I can't imagine what all we'll know in heaven, but I think I'm gonna be sure to ask how to make a rainbow when I get there.
Evan began talking about the true meaning behind the rainbow...that it was God's promise never to destroy the earth again by flood.
The more we drove, the bigger it got. The bigger the rainbow seemed, Evan said louder and louder, "That is a HUGE promise!" I was proud of them recalling the true meaning, but I got tickled at the inflection in his voice.
It wasn't long before little Gabriel was imitating in his tiny 3-year-old voice, "That is a HUGE promise!" He repeated it over and over...the farther we drove. I really wish now I would have recorded it on my cell phone, but I didn't think of it until after he had stopped.
As we pulled in our driveway, Chad was talking about God making rainbows and painting a picture for us all to see just then. I was headed toward the door when I heard Evan say behind me, "I bet Jesus taught Pappaw Bob how to make rainbows." When I turned around with one foot in the door to the house and the other still outside, my eyes met Chad's. I think this was the single most sweetest thing I have ever heard in my entire life.
I can't imagine what all we'll know in heaven, but I think I'm gonna be sure to ask how to make a rainbow when I get there.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Long overdue
I know I promised to catch you all up...well...hold on to your seats! It's been a while, but I FINALLY have posted things I have meant to post in the past month or so. Ok...maybe longer. Either way, I hope you enjoy the many pictures! :)
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