on why I’m too busy to blog

I’m too busy to blog because…

…my three year old needs to wear his underwear backwards every day.
“There’s more room that way” he explains.

And because…

…my 1 year old insists on getting this messy every time he eats.
You would think that was ice cream not all natural vanilla yogurt!

And because…

 
…I’m watching a little girl I know learn to be a good mommy.
 
 
And because…
 
 
…I’m going with this guy to his Blue and Gold Banquet.
 
And because…

 
…I’m helping her get ready for the big dance!
 
 
And because…
 
 
 …I’m dancing with some of the coolest cats in town.
 
 

kindergarten math (homeschool style)

WW: zoom zoom

 

top ten things I miss about my husband

Deployments are hard. They are hard on the soldier, the spouse and the kids.

The top ten things I miss about my husband are:

  1. His smiles. Plural. Because you know the one you love has so many different smiles. The smile for the kids when he is eating pretend cake. The smile for me when he says “dinner was great, really.” The genuine smile later when he says “well, it could have used a little more seasoning.” The smile of desire. The smile of teasing. The little smile that gives away his white lie.
  2. His support. No marriage is perfect. No mate without blame or error. He may not always show it but when I need it, I know I have his support.
  3. His sour attitude.  Believe it or not, I miss being able to tease him out of a bad mood. I miss being able help him laugh it off. I miss being able to annoy him until he’s irritated at me instead of the situation that has him down.
  4. His sincerity. I miss his intensity when it comes to things that matter. God, me, his children.
  5. His strength. I can look at pictures of us when we were first dating and I remember those thoughts I had. Thoughts about how strong and tall he was. Eleven years later I know I was right, about his physical strength and his emotional strength. No hug feels like his.
  6. His spiritual leadership. I don’t expect my husband to pave a walkway from me to God. To me that is not what spiritual leadership is. He leads by example, whether it’s raw honesty about spiritual struggles or sharing of joys and triumphs, he shows me his relationship with God is real.
  7. His speaking to our kids. There are times when listening to Foster and his daddy talk about something is like watching a head-on collision. Neither of them are explaining well and neither are understanding the other. Most of the time, though, my husband delivers information to the kids in a way I never would have thought! He can remember and tell them all kind of facts from history, science, math or religion.
  8. His spanking our kids! For some reason (he doesn’t have to give spankings very often) just the thought of one from daddy is enough to straighten you right up. However, saying “we’ll see what daddy has to say about it when he gets home at 5:30” is much more intimidating than “we’ll see what daddy has to say when he gets home from halfway across the world in 144 days.”
  9. His sense of humor. You know how they say that after two people are together for so long they start to look alike? I think that’s true with their sense of humor, too. My husband is my buddy, we like to laugh together. We like to laugh at our kids, our families, sitcoms and ourselves. I just miss laughing with him.
  10. His sharing. When you’re married you share just about everything. I miss sharing the bed with him. I miss sharing stories from our day. I miss sharing our burdens and dreams and hopes. We have email and Skype but it’s not the same. I miss the kind of sharing that happens when you sit with a cup of coffee or drive down the road together.
This post is linked up with Top Ten Tuesday.

on MLK and abortion

Yesterday was Sanctity of Human Life Sunday.  Our Sunday school teacher said something yesterday toward the end of class that came up in my mind again this morning.

“Who knows where we would be {if all the babies lives hadn’t been ended}? We might have a cure for AIDS right now, a cure for cancer.”

I’ve written before about how I feel about abortion here.  What struck me this Monday morning though, is the death of Martin Luther King, Jr. I was reading the tributes to him. Some of the articles about how he was also concerned about poverty and other inequalities (not just racial inequality).  He was a wonderful leader. An activist, a minister, an inspiration. He was so valuable.

My question is this, for all those who are remembering him today, what if his mother had decided to end her pregnancy? What if his light had been extinguished before it had a chance to shine?

I can tell you what.  Our world would be even darker than it is now.

The lesson yesterday centered around “what is the value of the human life?”

What was the value of Martin Luther King Jr.’s life?

For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.  John 3:16

snow!

 

a new journey

Do not wait; the time will never be “just right’. Start where you stand, and work with whatever tools you may have at your command, and better tools will be found as you go along.  –Napoleon Hill

This quote perfectly describes my new journey.  I really didn’t think I would ever have the courage to start this journey but after watching this and this.  I decided that it was time.  No more excuses. I am going to do what I can to get my family headed in the right direction.

My explorations have begun with a TBR list that includes:

The Complete Book of Juicing

Deceptively Delicious Cookbook

In Defense of Food: An Eater’s Manifesto

100 Days of Real Food (blog)

Food Rules

A Short History of the American Stomach


We were pretty excited to add this to our kitchen:

Our new juicer!!!
 
We have tried two juices so far. We do a taste test and rate them:
 

 
The first juice (apple, celery, carrots) received 3 out of 5 stars.
 
The second (kale, parsley, cucumber, apple) received 2 out of 5 stars.
 
 
Because 99% of what we have in our pantry is highly processed and not REAL food, this will be a long process of transition.  I have told the kids we are going to try and eat healthier. We have talked more about what we are putting into our bodies.
 
But I don’t want an all out revolt so I don’t tell them things like “that’s the last box of pop-tarts that we will be buying”.
 
The goal is to just keep adding in as much real, whole foods as possible so that our diets look like what humans are meant to eat.
 
I tend to procrastinate when I think I have a big project to tackle.  Instead of viewing this as a “project” it has fallen under the “lifestyle” category.
 
Like homeschooling, I am convicted this is a direction our family needs to move in and I’m really excited about it! 

WW: splish, splash

 
Linked up with Wordless Wednesday.


good question

Yesterday when I had to go into the post office and stand in a very long line (again), I left Foster in the van with Parker, Theodore and Jonah. Foster came to sit on the floor of the van between our two middle seats so he could feed Jonah his snack.

When I returned we had this conversation…

Foster: “I think I’ll just stay here.”

Me: “Very funny. I don’t think so. Get back in your seat.”

Foster: “Why can’t I just stay here?”

Me: “Because it’s against the law, that’s why.”

Foster: “But if I’m down here the police can’t see me.”

Me: (thinking I’m so clever) “Yes but God CAN see you and he’ll know we are breaking the law.”

Foster: (as he’s getting back in his seat) “Well, then what about all the missionaries in other countries that are breaking the law and meeting in secret churches and witnessing in private?”

Me: (good grief) “That’s a good question, Foster. That’s a really good question.”

I knew that teaching my kids to think for themselves would come with consequences.

Weekly Wrap-Up: Jan. 6 – 12

We’ve had a full week!  Keeping ourselves busy helps us deal with the big empty space in our family!

First, we baked some cupcakes to send to Daddy with our new cupcake maker. (Thanks Aunt Diane!)

 

 
I’m sure they won’t look like this when they get there, but the kids wanted to try it.
 

 
We just finished our second week back doing our school work and one of the biggest challenges is this little daredevil!
 

 
But he’s so stinking cute, it’s hard to stay frustrated for too long.
 
In addition to school work we had friends come over on Monday, a trip to the park with friends on Tuesday, gymnastics and church on Wednesday.  Thursday, Foster had chess club and Cub Scouts and Katie had American Heritage Girls. Then I got to go out to eat with a friend! Friday we finished up school for the week, then dropped off Katie and Theodore for sleepovers. Katie stayed all night but Theodore ended up needing to come home, sad and scared at 10:30 pm. It’s really tough being 5.
 
It’s chaos but I’m thankful for it.  Sometimes, though, I have to stop and contemplate the beauty of something God created so I can remember that he is here with me in the thick of it.
 
 
 
Go check out what kind of week some other cool bloggers have had here.