Marriage, Motherhood

Isn’t It Romantic…

It started with bath time.  It usually does.  My sister bought us a bluetooth speaker, and bathtime has been a musical experience ever since.

Andy started singing “Looks like we made it…Look how far we’ve come, my baby…”  I hear him in the kitchen and start looking it up on Spotify.  A few wrong searches finally gets me to “You’re still the one” by Shania Twain, and it starts up on the speaker.  Continue reading “Isn’t It Romantic…”

Homemaking, Motherhood

Cleanliness is NOT Next to Godliness

Yesterday, I had two of my sisters over our house.  It was long overdue, and I was excited.  But there was another thing that was long overdue: the cleaning.  I had been ignoring my floors and bathroom for over a week (eek!), and you could definitely tell.  So, I pretended my daughter was taking a nap as she talked to herself in her crib, put on Breakfast at Tiffany’s (in hindsight, not the ideal choice), and went to it.

I grew up in a house where you clean before company comes over.  Like, intensely clean.  I have backed off a bit since owning my own place, but floors and bathrooms are a must for me.  What I did not take into account this time around was that three kids were about to come over bringing the house total to 5 kids under age 6.   You can only imagine… Continue reading “Cleanliness is NOT Next to Godliness”

Motherhood

Mom Moments

We all have them, I hope.  Maybe some have them without being a parent…just think of the things that you do when you’re really tired and are operating with only half the normal brainpower.  Things like putting your library card in a debit card machine, wondering where your phone is while talking on it, etc.  Take those moment, multiply their frequency, lower the brainpower a little bit, and add a child to comment on your recent mistake= Voila!  Mom moment.

Continue reading “Mom Moments”

Motherhood

Puff Control

Control is an illusion.  You think you have it and “Poof!”- it vanishes into thin air.  Because it was all just an illusion after all.  Yet, it is the illusion that we all strive after, like kids with butterfly nets who run into each other over and over with our eyes straining after those fluttering, fleeting winged things.  We can’t see each other for the busy-ness, for the striving after control. Continue reading “Puff Control”

Motherhood

Rainy Day Remedies

April showers bring… a prison sentence for preschoolers and their parents.  This week, we had two glorious days of sunshine, parks, and picnics.  Then Saturday poured buckets on our happy plans.  But instead of giving up and making it an all out movie day, inspiration hit, and we decided to have some indoor adventures.  In case creativity isn’t sparking in your house on some drizzly day this season, take these ideas and go wild!  Note: these are in no specific order and can be adapted to amuse different ages. Continue reading “Rainy Day Remedies”

Motherhood, Recipes

Pancake Picasso

This morning started out pretty drab.  It was a grey outside, and we were slow-moving inside.  So, of course, it’s a great pancake day!  Pancakes are a great pick-me-up for my family.  We often turn on a little Jack Johnson’s Banana Pancakes, dance around the kitchen, and really do pretend like it’s the weekend. Continue reading “Pancake Picasso”

Motherhood

Honestly…

So, I’ll be honest.  I have got nothing to give.  Today, I have been faced with my daughter acting as a mirror to my own acts and words…”STOP IT!  YOU don’t DO that!”  She’ll say that and scrunch her face up and turn and stomp away.  Is that how she sees me?  Should I always say “Please…” when I correct her so it doesn’t come back to haunt me?  I’ll be honest, I cannot handle that kind of an ongoing reflection every day.  My own mind keeps plenty of vivid records of my wrongs.  This double dose is wearing on my soul. Continue reading “Honestly…”

Motherhood

My Ode to Joy

My house is quiet and dark.  The kids are asleep after a long day of zoo animals, cousins, and a lot of teething.  My son’s clothes were soaked.  Today was his first ride in the stroller without the car seat.  He looked so small and yet so happy!

I try not to think about the passing of time and missing moments.  Continue reading “My Ode to Joy”

Homemaking, Motherhood, Recipes

“…For My Piece of Apple Pie.”

  1. My daughter has finally gotten into VeggieTales.  I knew it would happen.  It was just a matter of when.

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Today’s episode was Madame Blueberry.  A heartwarming episode.  I always melt during the part where the little girl sings her song: “I thank God for this day, for the sun in the sky, for my Mom and my Dad, and my piece of apple pie.”  It’s her birthday, and all she has is a piece of pie. Continue reading ““…For My Piece of Apple Pie.””