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happy stuff
Apparently, toddlerhood in the Grubb home requires you to be prepared…
with 4 paci’s and a play knife.
My 8 year old son rising to his Daddy’s challenge to learn to play chess while he’s gone.
Fresh air and freedom.
“I want to go!”
Pretending with play-doh.
cracker barrel and God
It’s getting down to crunch time here. We are spending as much time as we can together. For the most part, since we’ve been battling fevers and snot, we’re staying at home. The kids have been asking literally for months to go to Cracker Barrel. I’m not really sure why they like that place. It’s probably the gift shop, or maybe all the cool stuff hanging on the walls and from the ceiling, most likely it’s the fact that they can order pancakes anytime of the day. Chris and I on the other hand, groaned to each other as we pulled into the parking lot at 6 pm and saw that everyone else had a hankerin’ for pancakes. I told Chris we could just go somewhere else, the kids would get over it (I know I’m cold-hearted like that). Seeing how he’s a wonderful daddy and only has this short time left, he said we needed to stay (no matter how gruesome it was for us).
The wait wasn’t that long to get a table, maybe 10 minutes and they called us right before one of the kids almost broke something. They obviously had the heat cranked up because of the cold outside and it was HOT in there. Chris had come straight from the airbase and was wearing his uniform so he was twice as uncomfortable. As they got us to our table, we were assigning seats and strapping Jonah into a high chair and giving each other our exasperated parent glares that read “who’s grand idea was this after all?” All of a sudden this man is patting Chris on the back and saying “thank you for your service” and reaching out to shake his hand and hands Chris FIFTY dollars and says “here use it for your family.”
Wow. Now we were giving each other the “wow, God is awesome” look. Then we had the “God always knows where we are and what we need” discussion. Don’t you feel like a fool when you’ve been acting like a brat and then {BAM!} God’s goodness smacks you in the face?
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon Me and go and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart.
Jeremiah 29: 11-13
30 days of thanks: day 30
I’m thankful that I am getting well. My kids, on the other hand, are getting sick. I start to get overwhelmed when I have more than 2 of them coughing, running a fever, complaining of a headache, and just generally miserable.
I had to adjust my thinking. This could be the normal for us instead of just a 2 or 3 time a year thing. None of my children are chronically ill. They are exceptionally healthy, out of 5 children our list of allergies are as follows: sulfa drugs and band-aids. They don’t have any food allergies, they sleep well, eat well. As we go through our tenth box of Kleenex and a gallon of Gatorade in the next few days, I will remember that we have so much to be thankful for.
I’m thankful for this past 30 days of thanks series. I am sure in the future when I get short-sighted and grumpy, it will do me some good to read how blessed I am.
I’m thankful that tomorrow I get to spend time with my husband, children, parents, brother and extended family.
Oh, give thanks to the LORD, for He is good! For His mercy endures forever. 1 Chronicles 16:34
30 days of thanks: day 29
I’m thankful…
…for little boys who like to dress up…
…for a little girl who likes to pose for pictures…
…for time together.
30 days of thanks: day 28 (a little late)
Well, I almost made it the whole 30 days. So here’s yesterday’s thanks a little late.
I (was) am thankful for:
- kleenex
- peppermint extract
- tylenol
- kleenex
- my husband
- my kiddos
- prayer
- that I’m alive
My head is still hurting this morning and I’ve had a total of about 3.5 hours sleep since last Thursday night. My prayer is that I can kick this thing so it will stop getting in the way of spending time with Chris and the kids. I am not a pleasant sick person. (I get that from my dad.)
30 days of thanks: day 27
This sickness has gotten to my throat, my voice is hardly there and it hurts when I try to talk. I cough and hack and basically try not to swallow. One thing that I have noticed is I need to try talking less when I am well.
This is the conversation between Katie (7) and Theodore (5) while they ate and I sat at the other end of the table and sipped ginger ale.
Katie: “Daddy’s giving Jonah a bath.”
Theodore: “Weah, I know.”
Katie: “Let’s just say that it would be really hard for a mom to be sick and her husband to be gone on a long trip and she has to take care of FIVE kids all by herself. That would be really hard.”
Theodore: “Like Mommy is sick and Daddy’s going on a big trip and her’s gonna have to take care of all FIVE tids by herself. {pause} {big smile} But her will be OK because her has GOD in her heart.”
Ummm…yeah I know. Sniff, sniff.
THAT is what I’m thankful for.
30 days of thanks: day 26
I’m thankful…
- I’m finally learning how to keep my mouth shut
- for popcorn
- for ginger ale
- for ice cream
- that my sickness is temporary and not chronic
- for second chances
- for gentleness
- for a daughter who tells me she is praying I will feel better
30 days of thanks: day 25
I’m thankful for:
- good health insurance
- good doctors
- antibiotics
- NyQuil
- family and friends
Today I feel horrible. I started getting sick earlier this week and by last night I felt like I was swallowing broken glass. As I snuggled under my covers, fighting off chills today I thought about how thankful I am that I have a soft bed, warm blankets and a place to call home. I may physically be worn down and feeling lousy, but spiritually and mentally I’m praising God for all He has done and continues to do for me.
30 days of thanks: day 24
I’m thankful for:
“Super Parker”
I’m thankful…
…McKenna is finally here!
I’m thankful…
…for big sister helping little brother.
I’m thankful…
…for big brother helping little brother. (Jonah was OUT.)
All the Little Grubbs 