Passing Down a Tradition

Grace drawing a "rainbow" for her box.

Grace packing her items in her shoebox.

This week I got to experience something really neat. Watching my daughter enjoy doing something I LOVE. Ever since Lindsay introduced us to Operation Christmas Child in college I have loved packing shoeboxes. Since then I have learned a lot about Samaritan's Purse as an organization and read several books about it and Franklin Graham. But, I had yet to do this project as a family. I was waiting for Grace to be "old enough." At Grace's class on a Wednesday night they got to help shoe boxes for our church. She LOVED it. She came home telling me about her friend (an older child) who helped her pack the box. She also told me many of the items she helped pack. After seeing what fun she had at church I decided it was time we pack a shoe box togethor. Before our trip to WalMart we talked about the box and that is would be a gift for a friend. She wanted to know if it would be for Jada or Brynn (her best friends). I explained it would be for a friend she had never met who had no toys and needed to learn about Jesus. I was so proud of her, she willingly picked out the items she liked to give away. I was amazed she didn't want to keep them for herself. Since she did such a great job I rewarded her with getting to pick out new hairclips to keep. She explained to her dad he was to "Take the box to Miss Ashley who would send it to her friend with no toys." Parenting is challenging(and I am sure the greatest challenges still lie ahead)...so I celebrate such a fun memory & teachable moment!

One of those days...

Today started out as one of those days... If you are a mom you know what I mean. If you happen to be the mother of a strong-willed child you might just REALLY know what I mean. Grace is perfectly capable of picking out her clothes, going potty, and getting on her pull up/clothes. (as long as it is her idea!) Today I was trying to coax her along. This is not very effective; she was fighting me the whole way. So after struggling and loosing my patience I pulled her in my lap and said, "You are having a rough day, lets pray." She began to pray, "Thank you for my rough day. God come visit my house." I followed up affirming her prayer, "Lord that is the perfect prayer. Send your presence to fill our home toay." After our prayer time we fished up getting her dressed and then she ran to the door to see if God had arrived yet. What a priceless moment! I explained God wouldn't come and visit our house like that. What followed was a great "theological" question answer session.
Why?
Well, because Jesus is in heaven with God.
Where is heaven?
Far away & only God knows the way to get there. Someday he will send Jesus to get us and take us there.
Mommy will you go to visit heaven?
Yes!!
Can I go?
Yes!
Will we see God there? Will you be with me?
Yes!!

This is why I LOVE being a stay-at-home mom. Not because I love spending the day with my daughter when she is having a rough day. (a.k.a not listening, crying, whining, being defiant, etc.) No, on those days it would be easier to entrust her care to someone else. But because it allows me the opportunity to teach her when we are having a hard day we need to pray! And on really special days the opportunity to answer her questions about heaven.

Lord, thank you for teaching both Grace and I today. You reminded me we can be thankful for the challenging days. And you blessed me with the awareness of your very real presence in our home. (even if you didn't knock on the door!) And I love the chance to teach my daughter about heaven. She can't wait to visit heaven because its your home.

Happy Birthday Nana!

Today is my mother-in-law's birthday. Known to my girls as, Nana. Even though we won't see her today I wanted her to hear the girls' birthday wishes. Charlene is a special lady, and lovely mother-in-law. (I'm serious!!!) Here are some of the lovely things I appreciate about her: -She is SUPER generous. (I always say it is Christmas every time she comes to visit)She is always picking up clearance & sale items for the girls. She brings books, snacks, toys, decorations, etc. -She is very supportive. Every mom does things different...but she has never questioned me about how I do things as a mother. (Now she might night actually agree with my crazy structured way of mothering but she never complains!) -She is flexible. I think every married couple has had to work through the whose house for what holidays challenge. Even though Jeremy is an only child she never pressures us about when we celbrate holidays. As long as she gets to spend time with us she is happy. I know...she sounds pretty lovely, doesn't she?

Happy Birthday, we love you! (Obviously since Jeremy and I sang and posted it for public viewing!)

Fall Fun

Girls are crazy!

Girls are crazy. Now I feel I can say this without offence because I am one and I now have two daughters. So, I am pretty familiar with all things girl and the truth is- being a girl sometimes is pretty crazy! Today I saw my daughter rubbing something on my beige chair while saying, "mommy, my owwie." I realized it was blood!! I investigated further and found that the blister she had on her little toe had started bleeding. Here is the crazy part. She went on to show me she also had blood on her new princess shoes. Why is this crazy you ask? I will tell you. Last weekend my mother-in-law brought my daughter these fancy Cinderella light up shoes. She LOVES them. In fact, she loves them so much she has worn them every minute since then. (except when sleeping & going out) Well these shoes are too big and they are heels. So she got a blister. Did this keep her from wearing them? No! And you already heard the end result. She continued to wear the until her blister finally blead. That is some serious love for fancy shoes! Girls are crazy! You don't see men wearing shoes until their feet bleed.

I wish I could tell Grace not to worry you loose this craziness as you get older but that would be a lie. Because friends I still have some. I have been working out an hour six days a week. Kristina let me borrow Slim in 6 and it is a little intense. Now in my opinion when you can find and hour each day to work out with two little ones running around your house there has to be a little craziness involved. I tell myself I am motivated by getting healthy, and preparing my body before a third pregnancy. But if I really evaluate what motivates me to carve out an hour a day when I could be napping it is a little black swimsuit. You see in 29 days I will be on the beach in Mexico and I want to look "okay". You want to know the CRAZY part!!!! Last week my husband complimented me on my dedication. So I finally asked him, "Can you tell any differnce?" You know what he said, "Not really." Was my husband being terrible? Am I getting zero results? No, he just reaffirmed that he thought I was perfect before I started this craziness called Slim in 6. So what am I left to conclude? I am still a crazy girl (even as a mom)!!

More Birthday!

More Birthday!

Faith enjoyed her first birthday party. We had a party at my parent's house so that all my siblings could come. Faith enjoyed opening her present, diving into her cake, and seeing her aunts and uncles. We decided to make Faith a Tigger cake because her favorite thing to do is to bounce in her crib. She LOVES to bounce. Grace and Faith both got red Carhart hoodies to wear when they go to the farm from Uncle Cody. Faith got a Leap Frog Fridge DJ (we had one when Grace was little and are pretty sure she threw it away when she went through a phase of throwing things in the trash!)