For those of you who keep up with my blog, and have been missing my daily postings...(as if I've ever done one of those!)....It's due to the fact that our household has not been well since Easter evening at 7:21 P.M. But whose keeping track anyway?! It really has been a crazy month! I feel like I'm spinning my wheels and getting no where. It's probably due to the fact that my washer and dryer have sure been spinning alot recently and I have been spending a lot of quality time with my washer and dryer.
You know, you can Gain a lot from living in your laundry room. That Tide of frustration and weariness that can Spray & Wash right over you when your family is sick is sure to make you feel Downy. But once you take your Arm, & Hammer away at that load before you, All your frustrations seem to Bounce away. Lifting a fresh load of laundry out of the dryer can give you the Snuggles and is sure to Cheer you right up. (Can you see how long I've been trapped in there?!)
It's like a never ending day whose events are all running together. I woke up today thinking, "OH!! I'm so glad it's almost Saturday!" And, well....when I realized it was Tuesday in the year 2010, I was flabbergasted.
During this time of "flu season" at our house, I wish to express gratitude for the following....
1. My husband, who has somehow continued to make me feel like a beautiful queen, instead of the dirty laundress I feel like.
2. My washer and dryer....OH!!! HOW I LOVE THEM!!!
3. My dishwasher who I trust will sanitize all my sippy cups and spoons 100% every time!
4. My sister Amber, who cares so much when really she has had a much bigger "pile of laundry" for a much longer period of time. I love you!
5. Denver Mattress, for the deodorizer we bought from you when we first got married. I knew I would need it someday! Best stuff EVER!!!
6. All the little people I've had to step on to get here. Literally! I don't think my kids have ever had so many "play date invites" as they have had while they are sick. It's been nice to know that someone in the neighborhood misses us, or at least our cool toys.
7. The coming of spring...how I can actually "air out" my house!!! LOVELY!!!
8. The makers of the following products: apple juice, Gatorade, 7-UP, white bread, Popsicles, saltine crackers, and television. (Please don't think we're eating TV.)
9. Toilet paper and a flushable toilet....I think that's all that needs to be said.
and finally....
10. My perfect children who even when they are sick say, "Thank you for holding the bucket." and "I'm sorry I threw up!" That's sweet kids if I've ever seen em...and they live in my house! I'm so lucky!!
Today I'm thankful for...
A warm home, and a comfy bed
Best friends
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
I Said A Prayer For You
Well, today was our fourth visit to the doctor in a week's time. I wasn't really upset about going because it's just a fact of life that kids get sick. (And especially when you love each other as much as we love each other, the germs get passed around quickly. ha ha) Anyway, I wasn't upset, but I thought to myself, this is kinda crazy and a drag to have to be going to the doctor this much. The second I thought those words, my thoughts went to my sister and her little girl.
To quickly explain, my older sister had her baby prematurely and due to that fact as well as complications at birth, their sweet daughter has had her share of physical trials, as well as her fair share of going to the doctors and specialists. And the journey has most likely just begun for her and for them.
So, as I sat in the second waiting room, (you know, the room where you are put after the first waiting room, but you still haven't seen a doctor yet) I said a prayer for my sister and her family, and a prayer for all families who have to deal with physical "stuff" that really isn't fair. It especially hurts when it's your child who suffers. We, as parents, want a perfect world for our children. All good parents feel that way, I believe.
I read a scripture tonight that I thought pertained to this very subject, because truly with trials there are no answers as to why or to when it will end. I believe we may never know the reason why...anyway, this is what I read in the Book of Mormon, in Mosiah chapter 7 verse 23
"And now is not this grievous to be borne? And is not this, our affliction great? Now behold, how great reason we have to mourn. Yea, I say unto you, great are the reasons which we have to mourn: (skip to verse 33)
"But, if ye will turn to the Lord with full purpose of heart, and put your trust in him, and serve him with all diligence of mind, if ye do this, he will, according to his own will and pleasure, deliver you...."
What greater witness can we have then from God?
To quickly explain, my older sister had her baby prematurely and due to that fact as well as complications at birth, their sweet daughter has had her share of physical trials, as well as her fair share of going to the doctors and specialists. And the journey has most likely just begun for her and for them.
So, as I sat in the second waiting room, (you know, the room where you are put after the first waiting room, but you still haven't seen a doctor yet) I said a prayer for my sister and her family, and a prayer for all families who have to deal with physical "stuff" that really isn't fair. It especially hurts when it's your child who suffers. We, as parents, want a perfect world for our children. All good parents feel that way, I believe.
I read a scripture tonight that I thought pertained to this very subject, because truly with trials there are no answers as to why or to when it will end. I believe we may never know the reason why...anyway, this is what I read in the Book of Mormon, in Mosiah chapter 7 verse 23
"And now is not this grievous to be borne? And is not this, our affliction great? Now behold, how great reason we have to mourn. Yea, I say unto you, great are the reasons which we have to mourn: (skip to verse 33)
"But, if ye will turn to the Lord with full purpose of heart, and put your trust in him, and serve him with all diligence of mind, if ye do this, he will, according to his own will and pleasure, deliver you...."
What greater witness can we have then from God?
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Sugar and Spice vs. Snakes and Snails
I love my kids! And having two girls and one boy, it's so fun to see the complete opposite of girls and boys. There truly is a true genetic make-up that is entirely seperate. I see so much of my husband in my son, and well, I see so much of me in my daughters. It's really quite fun to start seeing yourself as a three year old. And my youngest daughter, who is now almost 14 months, is really starting to have a personality! She is quite a character. I have really enjoyed the last few weeks with my kiddos. But..enough about that. The real reason for this post is to laugh about the complete opposite of male and female. For example....(all of these examples are actual examples that have happened in our home.)
1. I say to my children, "I need to clip your fingernails." My daughter says, "MOM!!! My nail polish will come off!" My son says, "Fingernails??"
2. I ask my children what shape they want they're sandwiches cut in.
Son: Just make mine ham and cheese.
Daughter: Squares. NO, triangles. NO, circles. NO! Diamonds!!! Yeah, diamonds!
3. I tell my children we're going to race to get our p.j.'s on.
Son: He's out of the room before I even finish with the instructions.
Daughter: She's worried about where she needs to start from.
4. The other day, I had HAD it with my daughter changing clothes! She seriously changes outfits at least six times a day. Anyway, I decided the way to solve it was to take some of her clothes out of her closet. I mean, how many outifts does a girl need anyway? So I said to myself, "Natalie can have as many outfits as Nicholas has. His dressing habits don't bother me, so that should work great." I laughed out loud when I counted their shirts. Nicholas had 25. Natalie had 18!! Somehow, I felt she must have a least 50. And I've seen ALL of her shirts on her multiple times. Some of my sons shirts, I thought, "Has he even worn this?"
5. I took my kids to get their throats swabbed the other day.
My son: "What are they going to do? Will it hurt?"
My daughter: "I get a sucker, right?"
6. My children both have the exact same dresser. My daughter has ever inch of her's covered with "treasures" ranging from jewlery boxes to pieces of paper from magazines. You can't even touch her dresser without her yelling, "Don't mess up my certain way!!!"
My son: "Which drawer are my socks in?"
These are just a few examples. But I could go on and on....look for part two of the saga. :-)
1. I say to my children, "I need to clip your fingernails." My daughter says, "MOM!!! My nail polish will come off!" My son says, "Fingernails??"
2. I ask my children what shape they want they're sandwiches cut in.
Son: Just make mine ham and cheese.
Daughter: Squares. NO, triangles. NO, circles. NO! Diamonds!!! Yeah, diamonds!
3. I tell my children we're going to race to get our p.j.'s on.
Son: He's out of the room before I even finish with the instructions.
Daughter: She's worried about where she needs to start from.
4. The other day, I had HAD it with my daughter changing clothes! She seriously changes outfits at least six times a day. Anyway, I decided the way to solve it was to take some of her clothes out of her closet. I mean, how many outifts does a girl need anyway? So I said to myself, "Natalie can have as many outfits as Nicholas has. His dressing habits don't bother me, so that should work great." I laughed out loud when I counted their shirts. Nicholas had 25. Natalie had 18!! Somehow, I felt she must have a least 50. And I've seen ALL of her shirts on her multiple times. Some of my sons shirts, I thought, "Has he even worn this?"
5. I took my kids to get their throats swabbed the other day.
My son: "What are they going to do? Will it hurt?"
My daughter: "I get a sucker, right?"
6. My children both have the exact same dresser. My daughter has ever inch of her's covered with "treasures" ranging from jewlery boxes to pieces of paper from magazines. You can't even touch her dresser without her yelling, "Don't mess up my certain way!!!"
My son: "Which drawer are my socks in?"
These are just a few examples. But I could go on and on....look for part two of the saga. :-)
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