Archive for January, 2010

Pink playdough in Heaven

Ashley asked me today after lunch, “Mommy, does God have pink playdough in Heaven?” I reassured her that if he did not have it, he could probably make it for her. She replied, “Yeah, he’d probably have the recipe and he could make pink playdough and purple playdough and blue playdough and red playdough and orange playdough.” What more could a person ask for?


So, does anyone out there have any really great, simple, yet adequate, ways to explain the menstrual cycle to a 2 1/2 year old? We have discussed that it is not painful, only women get it (as opposed to men and children) and it is blood. I wonder what she’s going to tell her Sunday school teachers this week? Or better yet, what is she going to mention to Grandpa and Grandma at the family gathering this weekend. Oh gosh! How funny!

He can crawl…

Jacob is officially 7 months old today and as of today, he can crawl…backwards. I don’t have any crawling pics yet because pictures do not really do justice to the evidence of his mobility. We are beginning to find him backed up into some really unusual places that no mother would set her child down. I’m sure I’ll have some interesting portraits over the next few weeks as he gets his directions and coordination all figured out.

This silly sister, Ashley, said some funnies yesterday. My favorite was her statement in Brookshires, our local grocery store, while she was sitting on the toilet. “Mommy, my bottom is empty.” Last night she told me that her bottom was empty again but it would be full in the morning. Good to know, right?

Ashley also started making marked progress in her ability to write letters this week. We are super excited for her. She recognizes most letters, knows all their sounds, and is not on the concept of trying to write them. We practice some simple words with her, but she does not seem quite ready to read yet. That’s okay, the little lady is only 2 and 3/4 years old.

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I can do it!

I ran across these pictures from before Christmas when Ashley decided upon her wardrobe of the day and fully dressed herself, all by herself. Didn’t she do a splendid job?


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Our front yard friends today

This morning, we were pleasantly surprised by four deer, 3 of which were distinctly bucks, munching on treats in our front lawn (hopefully more acorns than bulbs today). This afternoon, we were greeted by 6 cows who had escaped the typical always-in-need-of-repair farm fencing and came to snack on our greener grass.

It was a beautiful day here in Texas, so we skipped naps too and herded cows, picked up pecans and swung instead. That’s kinda like having ice cream when you’re sick.

Go make your bed

So, yesterday morning Ashley was spying in my closet and finding all the things I try to keep hidden from her to pull out for random surprises/occassions. She found that I had some pom poms up there and she was determiend to play with them. So, I told her that if she went and made her bed, I’d let her play with them. She quickly said “okay” and off she ran. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect, as this was the first time I’ve ever asked her to make her bed. For a first time attempt, she did pretty well. Here are the results:

Potty Party

I know this sounds crazy by American standards, but we’ve started putting Jacob on the potty chair this week and he’s been pooping and peeing in it nearly every time we sit him there. The boy is not quite seven months yet, but it is almost as if he knows what to do. Maybe it is just a fluke, but he has been doing very well for the past few days. I figure it is at least a few less poopy cloth diapers to spray out and wash. Yeah!

My theory with the whole potty training thing is that we should teach the child before they learn any differently. By this I mean that if we just make that the natural next transition (kind-of like from nursing alone to nursing and eating some rice cereal) they’ll never know any different and you don’t have to get into the battle of wills over the use of a stinkin (and I mean this literally) toilet. We did that approach with Ashley and it seemed to have worked pretty well. Now, I may have to eat my words in 2 or 3 years if Jacob is still not potty trained, but hey, it is at least a start.

On a different note, but still regarding Jacob, this little guy is so funny. His giggle just absolutely melts my heart and makes me laugh. I think there will be a day when he’ll probably be able to use his charm to crack a sour moment I may be experiencing. How fun!

Be kind…

“Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.”

I read this quote today and I just love it, as it really puts in words my feelings about life and those we are fortunate to encounter. I remember when I worked at SEP (the youth camp in Orr, Minnesota) and one of my area directors said of one of the student workers one day, “He just needs a hug.” Well, I can tell you that a hug is not what first came to my mind as being the “thing” he needed, but my area director was right. This guy really did just need a hug-at least metaphorically speaking. He needed someone to stop, help him to slow down and be reminded of what is important. He needed to be cared for and listened to. He needed to be understood.

I think of every person we encounter on the everyday level. You know, the person you sit near at church each week, but you’ve never exchanged more than a simple greeting; the person at the grocery store who is mean to the clerk; the mean clerk; the person at the grocery store parking lot who does not put their cart in the cart stall; the person driving past us giving us a gesture; “that co-worker”; the neighbor frustrated with “those neighbors”; “those neighbors”; your spouse’s ex…well, you get the point. We’re all facing battles on some level. May this simple quote serve as a reminder to us to treat everyone with more gentleness and kindness than our instincts initiate and dare to give people the benefit of the doubt. And, consider even slowing down enough to ask someone how they are really doing. We just never know how close to losing it many people are. The kindness we extend might just be enough to be the tool that turns their life around. Dare to make a difference.

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