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The Past Six Days

The past six days have been an intense mixture of emotions. The dreaded phone call saying my dad had had a seizure, was unconscious, and on his way to the hospital began the emotional roller coaster.

Sitting in traffic, attempting to meet friends to see an IMAX movie, and hearing my sister saying my dad was on his way to the hospital is an image that will never be erased from my mind. I thought I would be calm, or super, over the top, organized/planner when I got a call about one of my parents. Instead I was just a mess. I pulled into the IMAX movie and my middle daughter said, “hey mom, do you think you could stop doing that once we get inside?” I asked her what I needed to stop doing and she replied, “crying. Please don’t do that when we go inside.” Yes, mercy and compassion seem to be on the bottom of her giftings at this stage of the game.

By the time I made it home that night to fall into my husbands arms, my dad was awake, but couldn’t remember anything.  And not just couldn’t remember what happened to him, he couldn’t remember ANYTHING.    I had prayed the whole way home that the Lord would make it possible for me to get to Chicago by the next day.   I later learned friends had given us some airline miles so I could get a ticket up to Chicago the next morning.   The Lord always provides.

The next 48 hours were a mixture of relief, confusion, tension, love, and gratefulness.  I was surrounded by my sisters, my mom, my nephews,and my brother-in-law and together we all walked through this frightful scenario together.   As each test can back clean, I could feel the tension among us decrease bit by bit.  As each doctor answered more and more questions, I could feel me begin to relax more and more. 

On the plane on the way home, I began to recount all the blessings of the trip.  Everything from plane tickets, to the neurologist, to my sister’s willingness to get all of us where we needed to go, to being able to switch plane tickets with no cost, to time with  my nephews, to conversations with my sisters, to good cardiologists, to thorough doctors, to private hospital rooms, and the list could go on and on.  In fact, the list of things I was thankful for grew so long that I could no longer be scared for my dad.

Its amazing how fear seems to dissipate when your eyes are on the Lord.

for God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control  2 Timothy 1:7

(sorry about the poor quality of photos but very thankful to have a phone with a photo option on it!)

Is There Anything Cuter..

than a little kid in a hooded towel? I giggle every time they put one on after a bath =)

Daily Gifts

I started 2 weeks ago counting daily blessings and I’m going to continue until I reach 1000.

So this week I’m thankful for..
11. Early morning quiet before the house and kids wake up

12. Gluten free flour that allows me to still bake and enjoy the kitchen

13. Early morning and late night conversations with Brent

14. God putting me in the pool at the same time a physical therapist was in the pool. She gave me great suggestions for how to rehab my knee so there is a better chance I won’t need surgery in 6 weeks.

15. Enjoying my first pool workout EVER.

16. Little boy’s favorite 3 word sentence to say is “I wuv you” followed with a kiss.

17. Little boy calling from around the house “I need you mommy”. It is good to be needed.

18. Mother-in-law who spent the weekend with us entering into the kids’ world and giving me a bit of a break from my mommy duties.

19. Our desire to “run with gazelle like intensity” to pay off our student loan. We can see the end in site.

20. Avery and Elliana jumping into their new “jobs” and earning money. The joy they have as they split the money, share the money with others, and give the money to Jesus is contagious.

This is WAY too long

Elliana got out of the car after her first gymnastics “meet”, looked at her medal and said to the medal, “I never got a medal before.  I love you medal. (kisses the medal) I just KNEW I would earn you today

Two Main Reasons I am Really Impressed with My Kiddos Today:

1: Elliana is 3 yrs old.  This is a 5 yr. old class.  She works her little tail off to stay up with the other kids and I love watching her work hard and never ever ever give up

2. We came home and discovered Avery had a fever of 102.8.  I thought she didn’t look quite like herself during the meet, but she never complained once.  She finished what she started, pushed through feeling sick, and was so proud of herself at the end.

I love watching them gain that feeling of satisfaction that comes after having worked hard to accomplish a goal!

Love watching it to the extent that I think you should all be blessed with the privilege of watching a 7 minute video of my kids =) Enjoy


Avery is sick and has been quarantined to my bedroom to sleep and watch cartoons all day.

Elliana’s view of the day was revealed tonight as she got ready for bed:

Mom, I sure do love Avery. (long pause) But I really wish I was the one in the room watching cartoons.”

It seems being sick is a privilege around here.

Its Happening!

Two weeks ago, I still had a baby.

Now the little guy wears underwear and goes on a pottyCombine a haircut with the undies, and it looks like a little BOY walking around my houseTo make matters worse, someone taught him about pronouns, and he looked at me this morning and said,  “hold you…no…hold ME”.   I think my heart broke just a bit.I’m not ready to give up my baby yet!

Just To Remember

Since Brent didn’t get to experience any of the ice/snow/being trapped in the house with sick kids, I thought I would document the week for him.

Day 2: “Snow is so fun!!” We played outside for an hour and then Avery stayed outside with neighbor kids for another hour (first freak out as a parent when I couldn’t find her ANYWHERE in the neighborhood when it was time for her to come in! ) Day 3: “Yup, the snow/ice is still there. Go out and play and get out some of your energy”. We lasted 10 minutes before ALL three kids were crying. Went back inside and had hot chocolate and then everyone continued crying until nap time.  Such a fun day.Day 4: MORE SNOW. “Please go out and play in the snow.  I promise its more fun than the days before.  I don’t think its as cold either.  We’ll all bundle up.  We really need to get outside and just play!” Took 20 minutes to get outside because Justus threw a fit because he wanted a pink hat and purple gloves, Elliana threw a fit because she wanted blue gloves and no hat, and Avery threw a fit because she didn’t want any gloves or hat. We lasted 4 minutes before Justus sat his little bottom down on a snow drift, crossed his arms, and said “don’t like snow”.   Day 5: The snow has lost all its appeal. The kids wouldn’t even go outside.  We tried to leave the house that afternoon and discovered the car was dead.  A neighbor pushed it out of the garage and jumped it, we braved the streets to go to the bank and discovered I left my wallet at home.  Stopped at the library and learned they decided not to open because of the snow, found $7 in my pocket and told the kids we could stop at McDonalds and they could get something off the dollar menu.  Set our food down at a table and a little girl threw a basketball on top of our tray and all our food.  Her parents laughed and said, “guess its a danger zone in here”.  I forced a  smile and said, “kids, I have no more money.  Eat your squashed food.”

Day 6:  Everyone was REALLY sick. I gave up trying to be a super mom and have fun.  We watched 8 hours of veggie tales, Strawberry Shortcake, Cookie Monster clips on Youtube, and some cute little dog cartoon I found on Netflix.  Friends gave us some new bath toys from Disney World and so the kids took quite a few baths throughout the day.  In fact, every time they started to get restless, I said “who wants to take another bath?  This time you can wear swim suits!” I also decided that I’m a terrible single parent and began counting down the hours until Brent comes home.  24 more hours at this point.

Yes, Brent is the better half of this parenting gig we have going on.  All day long, Justus keeps grabbing my phone saying “want daddy! want daddy!” He may only be one, but he knows who the fun parent is!  24 hours and counting buddy.  24 hours and counting.

So Wise

“She’s smiling and laughing at me!”
“She really, really likes how God made me!”
“I think she knows God made me perfect mommy”


One of my beautiful children looked at my husband and I last week and stated, “I think I’m going to work on breaking my habit of picking my nose.  I seem to pick it a lot.”

After trying not to make eye contact with Brent or choke on the drink I was drinking at the time, I calmly nodded and told this child I thought that would be a great idea.

A few days ago this child, who will remain nameless, came to me and said, “I can’t seem to stop picking my nose.  Its just so fun.  Maybe if I put money in my pocket to remind me not to pick my nose, it will help me stop. Then, every time I pick my nose during the day, I have to give money back, and if I don’t pick my nose, I get to keep the money.” (this idea came from a Berenstain Bear book we had read that morning in case you are now thinking my child is a genius.)

I’m happy to report the child is now a millionaire and all nose picking has ceased.  The other two children, on the other hand, now pick their nose in front of this child and giggle.

There’s Never Enough Birthday

You think one of these days Brent would remember that I LOVE birthdays and there is no such thing as just a one day celebration. But every year it surprises him that his birthday celebration begins days before the actual event. This year, it began 4 days early with a little surprise as he pulled into the driveway from work. This was the first b-day party that was planned completely by our children. We ate, played Duck, Duck, Goose, played Simon Says, and had cake. And notice the cake. My first ever gluten free cake made from scratch. Brent heard the words “gluten free” and sort of looked disappointed. I reminded him of the many days of birthday that laid ahead of him and there was a good possibility there would be more cake in his future. He relented, tried the cake, and we all decided we like it better than regular cake! Who knew?!We had birthday on Friday, had another party with another cake on Saturday, and the Sunday, he got surprised at morning rehearsals with this.He left the house that morning wondering why we were all up, dressed, and ready to go to church 2.5 hours early.everyone needs lots of surprises to make them feel special on their birthday! The kids each picked out his presents this year too. He got a toy gun, 2 felt flowers, and a shirt. Who could ask for anything more.Happy Birthday to the love of my life!

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