Thursday, March 19, 2009

Don't forget to pray!

Today my girls both reminded me to pray. 

At breakfast this morning I was eating a banana. Faith LOVES bananas. Although she had already eaten hers she was trying to beg me to share some of mine. I said, "No, this is mommy's banana." She then folded her hands and began to say, "Nana Nana!" I asked her if she was praying and she replied, "Yes!" (with much enthusiasm) I couldn't resist I shared my banana with her. How simplistic and yet awesome a child's view of prayer. If you need something , or event if you really want something, you can simply ask.

Then we had a little situation at Walmart today. An embarrassing situation if you are a mommy! We had finished our shopping and I took my debit card out and swipe, swipe. But there was no magical reply asking if I would like cash back. After entering my pin twice I realized something was up. I looked down to see a shiny new debit card. 

Let me back up a little. A few weeks ago we received a letter saying our information had been compromised and we would need to get a new debit card. What a pain. Well the cards arrived and I had the new ones, my old ones, and my wallet all sitting on my desk. I had been hoping to sort everything out, activate the new ones, cut up the old ones, etc. Well, we got ready to leave for WalMart and I found my debit card had once again been compromised but this time by the little people who live in my house and like to play grocery store. I located my wallet, stuck my card in, and decided I would go ahead and use the old card one last time so we could leave for the grocery store.

Back to me in the check out line. I looked down to see a shiny new debit card sporting Jeremy's name. Oh, no I had stuck the wrong card in my wallet! Our pin number had also been changed to a random number so I couldn't activate the new card. I now had absolutely no available resources to pay for my full cart of groceries. Have mercy!! So with my very concerned toddler (she had got to pick out chocolate ice cream and she was afraid it might melt at the suggestion of the cashier) I threw the kids in the van and quickly headed to the church to get Jeremy's card. Now this is when the story gets spiritual. I was very flustered and on a time crunch. And then Grace piped up from the backseat. I had to ask her to repeat herself. She said, "Maybe we should pray and ask God for help." Oh, how I love when God uses my children to teach me something! Especially when its something I've been trying to teach them. And so we prayed. And we picked up our slightly melted ice cream. And I'm so thankful God reminded me today that prayer is always available through the vessel of my precious children.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Hearts at Home



This weekend was fabulous! After attending the conference last year I knew I was hooked. This year was especially fun because I didn't have a nursing infant to come along. Friday night we had Abby's wedding shower. It was great to have a night of girlfriend time. And besides having a headache I didn't feel especially icky (yeah!). Then Kristina, Liz, and I stayed in a roach motel. ( I am serious- it was a little scary) But it was worth it because the conference was great. Kristina, Amy, Liz, and I spend the entire day together and were totally impressed minus one workshop that wasn't our favorite. I once again was totally encouraged in my job as a mommy. I remember last year on the way home I cried and felt really overwhelmed that I wasn't living up to my own expectations. Its good to see this year that with the girls having grown a bit I'm not quite as overwhelmed and a little easier on myself. I know this will continue to be an annual tradition for me!

Grace is growing up...

While I was at Hearts at Home I was once again inspired to keep journaling the everyday moments of our family. Today Grace said the most hilarious thing! Jeremy was helping her go potty before nap time. He encouraged her to go potty so she could put her pull up on. She said, "Dad, I'm texting." She had her fake cell phone in her hand and her little fingers were pushing buttons. Oh, my! ( I didn't even know she knew what texting was) Needless to say I am not hoping the teen years come too soon.