Just The 6 Of Us

Thanks Mom for making me cry too! I will certainly make sure we watch this movie.

My whole life, I wanted a house full of kids and I am blessed to have it. Constant commotion, disarray, messes, laughing, yelling, running, lots of hugs & kisses and most of all love. With four children at home all the time, I tend to forget they ARE growing up.

After dinner tonight, I was washing dishes, getting ready to take the trash out and cleaning the kitchen. I all of a sudden thought of Susan. She has for a couple years now done this nightly routine for me after dinner. I was missing her! This past week, she has been gone pretty much, volleyball practice, volleyball games and with her friends. I realized that I have been doing this job again all week. I got sad, not because she wasnt here to give me my usual break, but the fact she wasnt there.

My first born, baby girl is growing up, pulling away and going in her own direction. WAHHH! It wont be long, before I am again doing a lot of things by myself that Susan helped me with, because she will actually be gone!

I am missing her already and she hasn’t even left yet. Can someone tell me where the time went?

I guess it is time to teach Noah, how to wash dishes and take out the trash, Lord knows I hate to do it

I have sat laid in my bed all last night, replaying over and over the events in my head from the past couple of days. From a misunderstanding among my true friends (which is solved-thank God) to an ex friend with whom I got into it with, well let me correct that, an ex friends friend *rolling eyes*. I seem to have to capability of getting myself involved in complete and utter messes. So much so, I couldn’t sleep. Now see that should tell me something right there, nothing should be bad enough to disturb my sleep. So tell me why do I continue to do this to myself. UGH!

So I went off into the Internet abyss in search of some comfort for myself and in summary this is what I found. The Bible tells us to “Do everything without complaining or arguing” Philippians 2:14, which of course, is a very difficult thing for me to do. My life, and of course others, are are full of conflicts and to be able to resolve them without arguing is so difficult to achieve, but nonetheless, I am going to try.

Besides that, it also says to “Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.” 1 Thessalonians 5:11 It also tells us to love our enemies. It is so hard to build someone up when you feel they are your enemy, to do the opposite of how I feel. I am human and don’t do it, especially when I am venting or lashing out first (which I did), but now I will always do it in private with close friends and then I will pray for the power to love my enemy. Even though, she would never consider to do the same.

I am not a harsh and nasty person, I do and don’t regret what I said to her, because that is exactly how I feel. I should, be able to let it go and realize that yes, she is indeed, just as human as I. Oh, how hard this is going to be, to take the higher road!

Elias is Boba Fett for Halloween and he has been wearing his costume everyday after school. He loves this costume and acts out all the motions that “Boba” can do.

Well, we now know one thing Boba can’t do. Take pain. Bless my son’s little heart, he was playing office on the floor next to my desk, he had paper, paper clips, ruler and other misc. things.

He starts crying and jumps up and shows me his finger. He had 2 little holes in his finger that were bleeding. I knew immediately what happened.

Me-Elias, why did you staple your finger?

Elias-Because, I wanted this piece of paper to stop falling out of my hand. *crying hard*

Me-Didn’t you think that would hurt?

Elias-NO! I am Boba Fett!

*sigh* At least I know he won’t be piercing anything soon

These past 2 weeks I have felt like I have not stopped moving. I am so glad that the weekend is coming up, so I can get some down time.

I am looking at my calendar and for the past 2 weeks I have had 2 birthday parties, 4 Dr’s appts for myself, 1 for Adam, lunch date (yummy Cracker Barrell), PTO one night, then the next night parent confrence and lets not forget to mention the 4 volleyball games and 8 volleyball practices for Susan!

I am looking at my calendar and the only thing marked on there for next week is Mom’s Night Out on Friday night with my best girlfriends! WOOT WOOT! Now how fast can next week get here?

I Corinthians 13 for Mothers by Jim Folwer

If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in its place,
but have not love,
I am a housekeeper, not a homemaker.
If I have time for waxing, polishing, and decorative achievements,
but have not love,
my children learn cleanliness, not godliness.
If I scream at my children for every infraction,
and fault them for every mess they make,
but have not love,
my children become people-pleasers, not obedient children.
Love leaves the dust in search of a child’s laugh.
Love smiles at the tiny fingerprints on a newly cleaned window.
Love wipes away the tears before it wipes up the spilled milk.
Love picks up the child before it picks up the toys.
Love accepts the fact that I am the ever-present “mommy,”
the taxi-driver to every childhood event,
the counsellor when my children fail or are hurt.
Love crawls with the baby, walks with the toddler, and runs with the child,
then stands aside to let the youth walk into adulthood.
Before I became a mother I took glory in my house of perfection.
Now I glory in God’s perfection of my child.
All the projections I had for my house and my children
have faded away into insignificance,
And what remain are the memories of my kids.
Now there abides in my home scratches on most of the furniture,
dishes with missing place settings,
and bedroom walls full of stickers, posters and markings,
But the greatest of all is the Love
that permeates my relationships with my children.

Now this is a meaningful poem, it speaks volumes!

Proud doesn’t even begin to express how I feel about her

Today was a banner day! Dale changed the sheets on the bed. Now it isnt really a great big thing to get all happy about it, because he would do it if I asked him. Today he did it without me asking. Here is the reasoning.

He has been sick with the worst stomach bug ever, he has missed 2 days of work and has been in the bed for those 2 days. I feel completely awful for him, beacuse there is nothing you can do for a stomach bug. Since he is better today, he got up and took a shower and stripped the bed. When I questioned him, he said he didnt want to pass his germs on to me. I thought was super sweet. He lysoled the whole room to, which was a little much, I couldnt breathe I am thinking he was lonely, because I have been in sleeping on the bottom bunk in the boys room. I really don’t want what he has/had!

So the bed is all nice and neat, with new crisp sheets. Thanks Honey!

I am seriously thinking about dropping out of all my digital creative teams. I never thought scrapping would become so overwhelming.  

One of the major reasons I am thinking about doing this is because all over the net digital scrapping has become a contest and an advertising agency for the person you are creating for. I do understand that it is a business for the person you are creating for and your designs will in turn bring people to their store and most likely make purchases. I really enjoy creating digital pages for the teams that I am on, but when it gets to the point you can’t keep up and you’re going all over the net, it isn’t fun anymore. Or when you are spending way to much time on the computer because you need to get LO’s in a gallery over here, and then another place, and then over there, you need to take a break.

It is very stressful, you would think I had a full time job, but getting paid in kits. I really thought that it was enough, recieving the kits for free, creating beautiful LO’s, but I lost focus. I lost the fun, I lost the why I had become a scrapper in the first place. I want to get back to the place where it was fun putting things layouts together and showing my work. Making my scrapbooking about memories and not money or kits.