Thursday, August 27, 2009

When a Mom Isn't Watching...

Earlier tonight, I was on the phone with my friend Angela getting some English homework help for Tanner. Angela is an English major, so I figure she's the perfect person to ask... and I was right! Thanks, Ang! Anyway, while I was on the phone with her, I hear her daughter yelling, "Jeb Alert!! Come quick! Jeb Alert!" and then I hear her husband yell something like "Oh NO!" and then Angela... bless her sweet heart... relays a story to me of what she has just witnessed. I can't even explain it and do it any kind of justice, so you just need to go to her post here and watch for yourself. I have seen the video at least 5 times and I'm still laughing about it! It's too funny!!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009


Currently, my son is pushing a plastic kids chair back and forth across our kitchen floor. It makes a completely annoying noise. And he keeps. doing. it. He also enjoys pushing it on the concrete floor in the sunroom. That's even worse. But again - he keeps on.... and on.... and on.

Why do boys just love to make noise? And the more irritating, the better, it seems.

Now he's carring said chair over his head, sort of bent behind his back. Yeah, I don't see anything that could go wrong with that!

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

A Whole New World

My baby is in Kindergarten! And yes, I'm one of the moms that cried. I heard today about a teacher that gave each of her Kindergarten parents a package of tissues and a tea bag! Now that is too cute! Could have used those today for sure!
Isn't she a doll?! She was super excited this morning. Even up to the time when we walked into her classroom. Then she got a little nervous and clung to my leg. But a friend from church came up and talked to her and she went right on in the class and never looked back. I, on the other hand, lost it when I walked away from her room. It was a bittersweet moment for me. On the one hand I'm so extremely excited about her being in kingergarten and knowing that she'll learn SOOO much this year. On the other hand, my baby girl is entering a new stage in her life. The baby stage is gone. Not that it wasn't gone about 3 1/2 years ago when she started talking in full sentences and letting her opinions be known with a bit of attitude, but still. We've entered the "school age". We're in a new era with her. It just hit me the other day that the only days she'll be home with me are on school breaks. BOOHOOO!!! But she's going to have so much fun and her teachers will soon be falling in love with her, I'm sure!
This has been a day of tears. I shed some at Rachel's school this morning and then once I got over that, I thought I was done. That is, until I got to choir. Holy cow. First thing when I sat down, I got some sickening news about a friend. That put me in a funk. Then, we had a prayer time for the Kennedys who are leaving for Africa Sunday. It's so exciting what they are doing, but sad at the same time that they will be away for so long. I gave them each big hugs before they left from choir, but heavens. That was a tear jerker. THEN, Kathy Ferguson spoke to our choir... there isn't even space or time to relay what all she talked about, but it was so good and so sweet and I was crying again! And then at the end, that stinkin' Kim Noblitt talked about meeting Katie Rowe out today and how she gave him a big hug and said how much she appreciated her church during this difficult time after they've lost their baby girl. Tears again. I don't remember the last time I've cried this much in a day. It's been a while.
I think it's time to go to bed and shut down this emotional day!!

Monday, August 03, 2009

Memory Lane

You know how with just a word, you can take a trip down memory lane? Yeah, that was me today. I found out that my boss (and dear friend) is really good friends with an ex-boyfriend's wife! I hesitate to even say "ex-boyfriend" because I don't know that we ever really declared that we were boyfriend/girlfriend - but we were more than friends. He was that "bad boy" that I didn't need to like but couldn't help myself from loving. And like I told my friend today, since we were never really boyfriend/girlfriend, there was never really a breakup, so to speak. So that finality, that closed chapter, didn't really exist for us - at least not that I remember.

The last time I saw him was after I had Rachel. We were in Kohl's and I came around the corner pushing Rachel in the stroller and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw him, his wife, and a baby in a stroller with them also. His wife was so, so nice. I remember she sort of went about her shopping and left us to chat for just a second. That takes a good woman to do that. And it was VERY weird to know he had a child. It was one of those meetings where you almost didn't need to say anything. And what was there to be said. He was married. I was married. We both had kids. We were in the spots we were supposed to be. It's not like we wished things were any different, I'm sure. But it WAS weird...and good all at the same time.

I hear now that he's going to church with his family and is a "good family man". Honest to God, I prayed for him so much to be saved and to be a church-going, God-fearing man - and told him that on lots of occassions. And I was glad today to hear that my prayers had been answered.

It's funny how God works sometimes. I shared about Christ with him several times, bought him a Bible, and brought him to church for some events I was in (since it was the only time he would come). Maybe I was just supposed to be that breath in his life for a short time to nudge him in the direction of finding the Lord. I hope I was able to do that - even just a little...