what to do, where to go..

little munchkins

love these boys so much

So, not sure if anyone noticed, but I really have trouble finishing anything that I start, whether it be a diet, a book, a cleaning plan (ie 31 days to a clean house), or even a blog (cough, cough)
I just really struggle finishing things.
I kind of feel like I am struggling with a lot of things. I just feel weird. Off. Not myself. That dang country song is running through my head "I'm much too young to feel this d*mn old"
I am really struggling with being real with God. With being real with myself. There are a lot of days I don't like myself yet I cling to my old self with such tight hands. I don't even quite comprehend the new creation that I am supposed to be. Ugghh..I am feeling a little bit beat right now, and I don't even know why. I know I need some change in my life. I am just kind of feeling heavy about a lot of things.
This is pretty vague, I know. Just writin' what I'm feelin'.

RAISING REAL MEN MONDAY (oops, it's Wednesday)

Okay, so Monday came and went, and I totally forgot to post. So here is my thoughts on this chapter. Chapter One - Someone To Look Up To. This chapter was all about heroes. Boys always have heroes, either positive or negative. We already see this in Mr A. who loves Spiderman, Batman, and Superman, and has never actually watched a TV show or movie about any of them. According to Hal and Melanie Young, "What we admire, we tend to become." Wow, never thought about that before, even though I already knew this too be true. We need to teach our sons that Jesus is the ultimate hero. Often, the Jesus our kids hear about and see pictures of is a man who looks, well, girly. Jesus is a real man for our boys to look up to, admire, and aspire to be. After Jesus comes the dad. Big responsibility lies on the dad's shoulders. It is the dad who give the child their first glimpse of who Jesus is.
I have so much underlined in this book. I cannot say enough good things about this.
They speak about TV, and what we allow our boys to watch on TV. We don't own a TV, but we do let Andrew watch videos on YouTube. I liked how they put it, "Isn't it better for our children to live out their own adventures than to spend their lives watching other people who are pretending to have a life for the cameras? How pathetic."
Okay, I am going to keep this short, because it is almost midnight, and I need to sleep. Sorry, a delayed post and a short one....

oh...and need to add, we never got an offer on the car. :(

My Debt Rant

I am slacking at everything lately, it seems. I haven't blogged since Monday, I haven't gotten past Day 4 on Have a Clean House in 31 days, and my laundry situation is out.of.control.

This may or may not be the result of having my hubby, the father of my children, home for 3 blissful days. I love his days off- they are like a breath of fresh air.

We actually went on another date on Wednesday. I know, 3rd date this year. Crazy! Haha. We went for coffee, our favorite date activity and donairs. I love donairs. so much. On Thursday, we spent the day with our good friends, celebrating his birthday.

Gabe is trying to sell his old car. He has a 1969 Cougar that was his baby, but he decided (with absolutely no pushing from me) that he is going to sell this car. We had a young guy come look at it tonight, and we are really hoping it sells. This will bring us so much freedom.

Gabe and I have been working on paying off all of our debt for a year now, and to date, we have paid of $37000. Dang. That doesn't even include the extra money we have been putting on our mortgage. It hasn't been easy, but it is so much fun seeing your debt load eliminated. We've sold stuff, cut back our spending drastically, and pretty much had no life. We both know this is for a season. This is what we both feel God has been calling us to do.

I digress.

If Gabe sells his car for the price he is asking, we will have $3000 of debt left (besides the mortgage) Seriously, I get butterflies is my stomach when I think about it. When we debt free except for the house, Gabe will be switching back to a week on, week off schedule.

(cue angels singing "hallelujah!)

It will be so nice to have my hubby home. This does not, however, end our thrifty lifestyle. We will then be creating our fully funded emergency fund and then paying off our mortgage.

Thank you, Dave Ramsey!

RAISING REAL MEN MONDAY

I just bought this book, “Raising Real Men” by Hal and Melanie Young. Boy oh boy, is this book ever a gooder. Seriously. I think all mothers of boys should read this book. I am trying to read this book and really soak it in. I have decided to read one chapter a week, and blog about. This week I read the introduction and Part 1. The book is divided up into two parts, Part One is called “Virtues In the Rough” and Part Two is called “Civilization for the Tough”.

This book speaks to me on so many levels. I seriously could quote this entire book. It is THAT good. Part One felt like it was describing A to a “t”. This book is helping me understand who my boy’s are, who God made them to be. I am going to quote the author’s once, because they describe the book perfectly.

“What this book offers is a biblical perspective- note “a”, not “the” – on understanding how boys think, and why that is, and what can and should be done about it….We’ve found that many of the troubles and concerns we had were clarified when we looked to what God intended them to be. The situation looked different when we truly valued manly virtues and masculinity and when we understood that we had to rebuke sin but should not change our boys into something they were not.”

Our culture, myself included, wants our boy to behave like girls. We want them to play like girls, sit still like girls, be quiet like girls. We want them to be girls, basically. This is such an insult, not only to our boys, but to God. God created both man and woman in his image and what we are telling him and his creation is that they are wrong, they we should all be made to be like woman. They need to do things our way. How messed up is that? I even find myself doing this with my husband – wanting him to do things my way.

I need to throw another quote in here. “Women are praised to the extent they act like men, and men are praised for how womanly they become.” Ouch. That one stings me.

I am not saying that boys are to run wild and be disobedient. I am learning that boys need to be boys, and we need to stop pushing them to be girls.

The book explains how boys are born with the virtues of men, but they are just untaught. We need to teach them, and allow them to be boys. The virtues that we love in a man are the very virtues that drive us the most crazy in our boys.

One more quote. “:What are the manly virtues?...competitiveness, aggression, a desire for adventure…heroism, courage, endurance, fortitude…protectors, persistent, honorable, intrepid...Those virtues are present in seed form in our boys. Will we cultivate them and help bring them to fruition? Or will we trade the opportunity for a little more peace and quiet, and hope their future will take care of itself?”

Mothers of boys, you NEED this book. Seriously. Hal and Melanie Young have six sons, and two daughters, so they have had a lot of experience raising boys. I have never underlines to many things in my life. I cannot recommend this book enough.

For more information on this book and where to purhase, visit the Young's website.

A tired day

So I have missed two days in a row on my Have a Clean House in 31 days challenge, but I have an excuse...sort of. Gabe's brother and his wife along with their two sweet boys came for a visit yesterday. I spent the majority of the day tidying things up and getting beds made all the while chatting on the phone with my sister. Our company arrived for supper, then boys to bed, a short visit, and then off to bed. An early morning (their boys wake at 6 AM, wayyy to early for this mamma who's babes rise at 9 AM.) After breakfast, they were on their way. A super short visit, but I am left feeling exhausted. I had a rough night with Mr E. and then a early morning. So, I did what seemed like the best idea for a tired, cranky momma. I stayed in my pajamas, made a big pot of coffee, and spent the day outside just resting my body on the ground as the boys played. We made 'er through the day, but my head will not stop pounding. A few pictures from our day.


Little E has discovered the well worn path through the trees between us and our neighbor's house. We have this sweet old couple that live behind us that always have cookies for our boys. Whenever we go for a walk, A always asks at some point to stop at their house for a cookie. This year, A spends a lot of time outside on his own, and we have learned that he pops over often for a cookie, and then comes back to our yard. Now E tries to make his way over their on his own.

I know A may look angry in the next picture, but trust me, he isn't. This is his dinosaur pose and his dinosaur face. We get a dinosaur boy in our house many times a day.

I had been telling A about how tomorrow is Mother's Day and how it is a day to show our mom how much we love the them. I found some dandelions in our yard (yay) and as soon as A saw them, he ran and picked two and told me he had some beautiful flowers for me for mother's day.


And whatever big brother does...

Happy Mother's Day to all you mom's out there!

31 Days To A Clean House Day 4

Today's challenge. The oven and the microwave.
The microwave: easy peasy. I almost never use it, so it was pretty much good to go.
The oven - not-so-much. It was gross. Like, I had a fire in there a couple of months ago and threw baking soda on it and left it like that. The worst part is, I have a self-clean oven. I just always forget to put it on when I am leaving the house and I really don't like using it when we are in the house.

Bad, hey? I used the self clean TWICE and still had to put in a lot of elbow grease. It is not even near to being 100% clean, but it is good enough for now. I wasn't home most of the day. I went into our nearest city and spent the day drinking coffee with a friend while our kids played happily in the park. Gabe's brother is coming for a visit tomorrow, so I am looking forward to the company.

As for the Mary Challenge, can our company that is coming tomorrow count as my inviting a friend over? I hope so. We just had friends over this weekend and let them "put their feet up".

I asked Gabe what made him feel most loved and he gave me a really long description, but he basically meant that the things I do already make him feel loved. He loves that I always have supper cooked for him, keep the house somewhat tidy, and care for our children. I love that man.

31 Days To A Clean House Days 3 (and part of Day 2)

If I am going to be completely honest, I did not enjoy my Martha Challenge at all today. It was cleaning the tops and fronts of all of my cupboards, the top of my fridge, and cleaning the fronts of all of the appliances. Ugg. I was up on the phone with my sister last night, having a really good, deep conversation. I really miss my sister, and I enjoyed talking to her SO MUCH last night! I love you, Laura, one of my only two readers. Hi, Crystal! (my other reader)

Anyways, the tops of my cupboards were disgusting. Seriously. Like never-been-cleaned-since-or-cupboards-were-installed-two-years-ago disgusting.
I actually had to use my fingernail to write those words in the dust because it was not just dust, it was a greasy dust. Ughh. I scrubbed and scrubbed and finally got them nice and clean. It took me a looooonnnggg time.

Then there is the top of my fridge. My fridge is tall, so I don`t see all of the stuff I have "hidden" up there. Stickers, coupons, pictures, random papers...



Here is my shiny clean kitchen. I didn't scub my cupboards as well as I should have. I wiped them all down, but I was kind of spent already. They are clean, just not perfectly clean.


Yes, my son picks his own clothes and no, it is not warm enough to be wearing shorts. He wanted to be in every picture.

Laura- this is for you. Just in case you are feeling bad because you haven't started- my kitchen may look like this picture above, but this is what my laundry room looks like.

This does not include the dirty pile behind me or the clean load of towels on my couch waiting to be folded. Plus their is a load in the washer and in the drier. I love laundry. *please note sarcasm*

I never elaborated on my yesterday's Mary Challenge. On how I can give live to my home, my husband, and my children. My sister and I spoke on this a lot last night. I have been really struggling a lot lately with all of the "stuff" we have, when there are so many people who have nothing. I have been in a state where I feel guilty for buying anything for myself or my home, anything that isn't a necessity. I still feel like I am struggling with this. Like my sister said to me, "At the end of the day, you still need to wear a bra. If your old bra's are worn out and the wires are poking you, it will make you cranky with your husband and kids. Go buy a new bra." In a way, I have been trying to make myself suffer to "earn God's grace". Not cool. We can't earn in. All our righteousness are like filthy rags. So - to give life I am continuing to learn to die daily. Stop living in the flesh. Stop trying to do it on my own.

My March challenge today is to ask the people in my house in what I do in caring for the home that makes them feel loved. I asked A. He said I cook him eggs. I asked Gabe, and he says he needs some time to think about it....

31 Days To A Clean House Days 1 and 2

I started the "Home Makers Challenge" yesterday. Day 1's challenges were pretty easy. Make a mission statement about why you want a clean house. (Mary) and (Martha) look over all of the Martha challenges to get all the supplies you need. My mission statement is: I want a clean house so I can worry less and spend more time focusing on the things in life that are truly important.
I place a tidy house often as more important then spending time with my kids. "Mom, will you come play a game with me?" "Not right now, I have to wash the dishes." On the other hand, you need to clean. Your house would be disgusting if you didn't. Then there are the days that my house looks like a hurricane went through it, and I just don't feel like picking it up (and those are always the days that someone unexpectedly drops in) Ughh. I need to find a happy medium.

Day 2: My Martha challenge was to clean out my fridge and freezer. My fridge wasn't terrible. My mom taught me to always do a wipe down before you put the new groceries in. There wast just a few crevices that needed a good scrubbing.




My freezer on the other hand, was gross. I don't use it all that much. We have a small freezer (and now a giant freezer that was just given to us for free!) in our garage where we store all of our meat. I don't think I have cleaned in at all in the past two years. Gross, hey?



Look at all the nastiness in there. It was gross.

My Mary challenge is to figure out ways I can bring life to my home, my husband, and my children. This is a huge challenge, and tonight I think I will blog more about this, because it seriously needs it's own post. Whew!

I haven't blogged for a couple of days. We have had Gabe home, and it has been really nice. We spent the entire weekend with good friends, and we feel really blessed to have such an amazing family to call our friends. Gabe and I have never had another couple where he likes the man and I like the woman so much. Usually one of us is good friends with one of people, and their spouse is more like an acquaintance to the other one of us. Make sense?

Mr A is teaching his little brother all kinds of things. Their newest thing they do together is A will tell E to praise Jesus, and this is what they do. Such sweet little monkeys.

No 'poo

Yep, you read that right. No 'poo. But not what you think. I am going back to no shampoo again. I did this when I just had Andrew, but Gabe complained that at the ends of my hair, I smelled like a stinky dog. Nice, hey? :) I figured now since my hair is shorter, I would give it a go again. Oh, and I am going to go 'no poo with the boys for a while. I am just not telling Gabe.
The number of chemicals in shampoo and other bath and body products is scary. Whatever gets put on your skin gets absorbed into your body, into your bloodstream and into your organs. Don't believe me? Rub some garlic on your feet. Within a half hour, you will have garlic breath. Try it!
For my hair, I start with washing every second day, first by scrubbing my scalp with a baking soda/water combination and then after I rinse that out, I pour on a vinegar/water combination. My hair looks clean and has no smell. With the boys, I am not doing anything. It has been 4 days since they have had their hair shampooed, and they still look like they have nice, clean heads of hair.
So, that's where I am at right now. I do kind of miss the lathering and yummy smelling shampoo, though.

Talking about eBooks...

There is another eBook I have been wanting to get my hands on. 31 Days to Clean: Have a Martha House the Mary Way. I love the description they give it on facebook.

"The heart of our homes is not in the ability to keep it perfect at all costs; the heart of a home is love. We live in a thing, a non-eternal structure that needs to be maintained. The thing is worthless without the life we bring to it and through it. This book is about bringing life to the mundane in order to love well."

Each day, you get:

• The Mary Challenge -Something you do that encourages/engages your heart
• The Martha Challenge – Specific cleaning tasks

Sounds pretty great, hey? I have been wanting this book for a while, however, we are on a super tight budget. I am a fan of this book on facebook, and they just announced that today only, if you tweet about this book or blog about it, you will get a free copy! Yay for me! So I am blogging about it, and I am sure you will hear a lot more when I get a copy!

A sleepy post

I just wanted to let anyone know who is reading that I haven't given up on the 21 Days of Prayer for your son. I just found out today that I won a free copy of the e-book that you are supposed to be following for the 21 days. Yay. So exciting. I am going to start again, even though I was only on day two.

I found this book a while ago, Raising Real Men: Surviving, Teaching and Appreciating Boys.

I ordered a copy and I am just waiting for it. I am so excited. It is by a couple who have 6 sons and 2 daughters. I read the first two chapters on google books free preview and I LOVED them. When I get the book and start reading it, I will definitely be posting about it.

Gabe and I are pretty much sitting at 99% sure that we will be home schooling our boys. The only thing that is holding me back is how social my little A is. He makes friends everywhere he goes, and every.single.day he asks me "where are we going? can we go visit someone?" He asks me to stop at every house while driving so we can go in for a visit. He LOVES people. I am coming to realize that he could still have a full social life and be home schooled, just not with kids his own age. That might be okay. He is a sponge and soaks up everything, negative or positive. We don't allow the use of the word "stupid" in our house, but we hear it everywhere we go. It's not that stupid will always be a word we don't use, it is just for now, I am not a huge fan of my 4 year old using the word. He points out every time he hears someone else use the word, and for the next couple of days, will try throwing it in anywhere he can in conversation, just to see what I will do. He loves getting a reaction. He always has. Now it isn't just because we don't allow the word "stupid" that we are thinking of home schooling.

A is busy, very busy. He is very intelligent and is easily bored. He is so enthusiastic, the most enthusiastic person I know. I don't want this part of him squashed. He would be 1 of 5 boys in a class of 26. I have worked in classrooms of mostly female students. The boys are treated like freaks. For real. I have seen it so many times. I love my child more then the teacher does, so why would they be more equipped to teach him? How are they more concerned for his welfare then I am? I could list more and more reasons. It just feels like everything is pointing us in this direction. We are praying A LOT about this, because we do feel it is a huge decision. I would much rather be out on an acreage or in a bigger center where more people home schooled, because I am sure we will get a lot of criticism in our small town where all the other children are in school. If you read this, please pray for guidance for us. Wisdom to do what is best for our boys, and for me, confidence to stand for my decision.

I have heard my sister quote Mary Oliver, "Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" I hear this in my head often, but slightly different. "Tell me, what is it you plan to do with you child's wild and precious life?"

Jeepers. What would you do?

Sometimes it is hard...

...to get a blog post up and going. It has been so beautiful outside and the boys are loving every minute outside. I would love to have this kind of weather all the time. I am really enjoying the boys ages and stages this time of year. I just wish my little man E was walking full-time. He walks part-time, but prefers boogieing on his hands and knees. Little munchkin is 17 months now, and has been "walking" since he was 15 months. He jut refuses to give up crawling. He is just wayyy too fast! We are just relaxing right now, E is napping. We spent the morning at the park and E screamed all the way home because he didn't want to leave.

We have a family of bears living about a block away from us. Yikes! A big mama and her three cubs. We went (in our van) last night and watched them for a while. I took some pictures, not too clear, though. If you click on it to see an enlarged version, I circled each bear.


Now, my laundry is calling me. Then again, it always calls me. I will probably just ignore the call and maybe call it later.

What a great day!

I never blogged yesterday because I was out on a hot date with my hot hubby. My mom watched the boys and Gabe and I went out for lunch, then out for a long coffee (this is our favorite thing to do on a date) and did some browsing and walking and then went and bought groceries. It was really nice. We came home to boys with full tummies who had already been bathed and were ready for bed. We spent about a half hour with them and then they were asleep.

Today was a beautiful day outside. As soon as we finished breakfast, all of us headed out. Gabe wanted to do an oil change on our van and on his old car, so while he pulled out his ramps and got everything set up, the boys and I played.

Poor Mr A with his scratched up face. (He had rubber boots full of water and misjudged how high to lift his foot when stepping on a sidewalk - this injury is over a week old!)






I went inside to make lunch and decided that we should have a picnic outside. So nice! No floors to get messy outside. Haha! I bought a rotisserie chicken yesterday, so I sliced that up, sliced up some pickles, cheese, cucumbers, celery, carrots and some fresh french bread. It was tasty and perfect for today.

After lunch, I took Mr. E in for a nap while A stayed outside with his dad. When E woke up, we went back outside until suppertime. This was our first all "outside"day this year. I am so happy that is it is spring and we can finally do this!

As for the 21 days of prayer for your son, I only rememebered to pray for my boys to submit to authorities a couple of time two days ago, so decided top redo again today, and once again, only remembered a couple of times. SOOOO...up for a redo again tomorrow. This may be more like 1000 days of prayer for your son. Prayer never hurt anyone, though.

I have to go. My hubby wants some caramel popcorn!

Momma said there'd be days like these..and 21 Days of Prayer for Sons Day 2 (Submission to Authority)

What a day!

Seriously, today was a pretty crazy day in our house. It started off pretty nice. We woke up, had a quick breakfast and headed out to story time at our local library, just like we do every Monday morning. Story time was nice and there are a lot of puddles between our house and the library!

Anyways, we got home, and I decided to tackle the laundry that seemed to build up so quickly while I was sick. I was putting away the first load and I heard a bang, breaking glass, and E scream all at once. My stomach dropped. I went running and there was E, sitting amidst a broken toaster plate and a broken glass. And there was blood. I picked up E, praying out loud that everything was okay. My panic-y voice was making A panic. I washed off E's hand (that was where the blood was coming from, and I could see quite a big gash on his finger. I talked calmly to A, reassuring him that it was okay and to help mommy get the band aids. He got his Disney Car's band aids, and started digging through for which one he wanted. I got angry with him, because he was leafing through them so carefully and I needed one NOW! E was bleeding so badly that every time I would bring the bandage close to his finger, the whole thing would be covered in blood and wouldn't stick. Two facecloth's and three band aids later, I finally got one on the big cut. I looked at his hand and found 5 more cuts. Ughh. 5 more band aids. E didn't like them on, so he would bite them off. Ughh. I used packing tape to keep the band aid on the worst cut.
I thought he might need stitches. I called Gabe, who was an hour away. I called my mom who came over. We took of the band aid, it was still bleeding but not so bad anymore. We both decided it looked okay. Thank you, God!

Now, I was praying often for my boy's obedience. Wouldn't you know it, A was so disobedient today. He was driving me up the wall! Laying here now, thinking about it, his disobedience was a way God was reminding me to pray.

Now little E, today he has become the busy body of the family. Those of you who know A, know that he is a very busy boy. E was like a mini A today. He was pushing chairs up to everything and wreaking havoc wherever he went. Countless times in the toilet, with or without the plunger, dumping cereal all over the floor, eating the markers, throwing stuff on the ground.

I felt pretty crazy today with my busy-bodied little one and my missing-ears big one. But momma said there'd be days like these....

Day 2 (Submission to Authority)

Another quote from Brooke McGlothlin:

All of their lives, our sons will find themselves needing to submit to someone. From parents, to teachers, to bosses, to government officials, and even to God Himself, they will always have someone in a position of authority over them.

Thought: When was the last time you told your son you were proud of a choice he made to submit to authority. Even when they’re little, our boys need to know that mama sees and rejoices over their wise choices and cries out to God over their foolish ones. Today, make a point to lavish love and praise on your son when he chooses wisely..even in the small things.
“But Peter and the apostles answered, “We must obey God rather than men.” ~Acts 5:2

I am not sure how much I will be popping in here during the next three days because my hubby is on days off. Woo-hoo. And we're going on a date! Yay! Good night.

Soooo proud of himself

I was in the other room putting away laundry with A, and when we came back, we found E had gotten into the markers all by himself.

one of those days

E took off his diaper by himself, crawled over to A, where he then proceeded to poop and pee on the floor. It happened right beside our linen closet, so I pulled out an old hand towel and threw it on the pee, stepping on the towel so it would soak up all the liquid. I went to go get some toilet paper so I could pick up and flush the little log. I came back to find A, who was so happy to be helping, with the towel on top of the log. He was also stepping on the towel. What a mess! :)

21 Days of Prayer for Your Son (Obedience)

So I just came across a blog that had this really neat idea. They actually started April 1, so I am almost completely missing it, but I thought I would do this for my boys starting tomorrow. The idea is based on a blogger's e-book, Warrior Prayers.

The idea is to pray for your son(s) everyday, at least 10 times a day, in the areas of life that they need it most. You are actually supposed to buy her book to follow along, but we are on a tight budget, and I have already bought a new book this week that I am super excited to read (that will be a whole other post) Anyway, I am going to just read her posts, what the specific area of my boys life I am praying for, and just pray, without having a book tell me what to pray. Make sense?

So tomorrow, I will start praying for an obedient heart in both of my boys. Sometimes, A is so wonderfully obedient, and other days he loves to push every button I have. Boy, does he know how to push my buttons.

I will end this post with a long quote from the author's blog.

Obeying God is intimately linked to loving Him. If we focus too much on forcing our boys to change their outward behavior, and forget to hold out the great depth of love that sent a Savior to the Cross, we’re running the risk of raising little Pharisees.

Thought: As we pray for our sons to have obedient hearts today, let’s examine our own, and ask our Savior to help us live out His great love for us so that our sons will see how truly valuable it is.

Whoever has my commands and obeys them, he is the one who loves me. He who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I too will love him and show myself to him.” ~John 14:21

Sweet singing face

I am feeling much better, but I am afraid E is now not feeling too hot. He was having a nice nap this afternoon, so after A played outside for a while, he came in and we decided to make homemade buns and hamburgers. He loves to help cook and is such a good helper. While we were waiting for the buns to rise, he decided he wanted to sing for me. Such a sweet, sweet boy.

So sick

I am so sick right now. Probably the sickest I have been since I was in high school, yet here I am, on the computer. I have a fever, and I keep on switching from freezing cold cannot-get-warm-enough to sweating hot, soaking my clothing. My glands in my neck are so swollen, you can actually see how puffy they are when you look at my neck. My throat hurts, I am hungry, and whenever I eat anything, it feels like I am swallowing glass. To top it all off, whenever I stand up, I get dizzy and feel like I am going to pass out. I am so achy and sore and I have had the nastiest headache.
I just gave in and took two tylenol, and while I am still weird cold/hot, my headache is gone. (woo-hoo)! Enough of my pity party.
I just feel bad for my boys because they did nothing wrong, yet mom can't get out of bed. I went to my mamma's house today. SO nice! My mamma made me homemade chicken noodle soup, smoothies, etc. and her and my dad watched the boys so I could sleep. Gabe has decided to take tomorrow off so he can help out with the boys while I try to recover.
We got more snow this morning, and it snowed all.day.long. So tired of the snow. It will be gone soon, right? Right? Please?

So here goes...

I have seen so very many cool blogs these days. I kind of silently creep on most of them, rarely leaving a comment. Do I have something to share with the world? Maybe. Maybe not. But maybe.

Where to even begin, well let's see. I am a mom to two of the most sweet-faced boys I know. A and E. Is it okay that I want to keep their names private? I don't have to ask anybody if it's okay. They are my kids, I get to do what I want!

I am also very blessed to be married to the man of my dreams. Seriously, he may have a few quirks, but I could not ask for a better man. I am not saying that to be nice. Gabe is the kindest person I have ever known, and he picked me! Hurray for me!



I am deepening my relationship with Jesus everyday, and I thought this could be a place where I share my joys and my struggles.

The title, "A New Creation"- that is me, that is all of us in Christ Jesus. I am no longer who I used to be, for I was crucified with Jesus on the cross and I was resurrected with him. How cool is that? I love the words to this song:

How many kings, stepped down from their thrones?
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
How many Gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that has torn all apart?
How many fathers gave up their sons for me?
Only one did that for me.

- How Many Kings by Downhere

Pretty powerful stuff, hey?


Well, that is all for now. I cannot guarantee this will be the most interesting blog, in fact, I can guarantee that this will not be the most interesting blog. Just a way for me to write down my thoughts for myself and for whoever might stumble upon them.