Natalie is working very hard to earn her badges in M-Pact Girls (formerly Missionettes, for those of you familiar with it---for those of you who are not familiar, it is a church-based program for girls, similar to Scouts).
Last week she came home with sample sized bottles of shampoo and conditioner that her teacher had given the girls. I said, "Oh, are you earning a Hygiene badge?".
Natalie replied earnestly, "No, Mommy, we are learning to keep ourselves clean!".
I love my little Word Girl! ;)
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
You CAN teach an old dog new tricks!
I am so proud of myself!
I figured out the glitch and FIXED the time date stamp!
This may not seem like a big deal to some of you, but to ME, it is in fact monumental!
Yay, me!
Okay. Goodnight already!
I figured out the glitch and FIXED the time date stamp!
This may not seem like a big deal to some of you, but to ME, it is in fact monumental!
Yay, me!
Okay. Goodnight already!
I hate technology!
WHY is the time and date stamp incorrect on my posts????
I posted my birthday musings at a little after 1am on Sept. 27.
The time date stamp says 10:55 p.m. on Sept. 26th!
this is so FRUSTRATING!!!
Grrrrrrrrrrrr.....I am too old to figure this stuff out, HA!
I am going to bed now. :(
I posted my birthday musings at a little after 1am on Sept. 27.
The time date stamp says 10:55 p.m. on Sept. 26th!
this is so FRUSTRATING!!!
Grrrrrrrrrrrr.....I am too old to figure this stuff out, HA!
I am going to bed now. :(
Happy Birthday to ME!
Okay, here I sit at nearly one a.m. on September 27th, 2009....my (gulp) fortieth birthday.
Just TYPING that word nearly made me cry!
FORTY years? You have to be kidding me. HOW can I be forty years old? I feel like I am just a kid. I don't feel like I know anything! Surely my whole life is still ahead of me, an unwritten page....
Wow. I am moving into middle age. I just can't believe it!
I have never been one to balk at birthdays. Never! In fact, the whole family jokes about how I have always done the countdown until "my" date arrives on the calendar...you know the type---when the clock on the microwave reads 9:27, I announce to everyone that my birthdate is on the clock. I then conveniently add "Let me take this opportunity to remind you that you have only 55 shopping days remaining until my next birthday!"
NOT this year. For some reason, I have faced this dawning of my new decade with a feeling of ambivalence, sometimes disbelief, and at times even panic! Seriously.
I feel I have finally pinpointed a bit of the reason for my dread of this new age I am forced to become: I don't feel like I have done or become all that I should have by the age of forty! I feel like I have dropped the ball somewhere, or I haven't finished my assignment on time...something!
I am realizing, through this mild "mid-life crisis" of sorts, that it doesn't matter. Who I am today, and what I have become, and what is left undone is NO surprise to Him who made me and guarded over my birth, forty years ago today (which was a miracle in itself in 1969, at 3 months premature---but that's another post!). He sees my heart, He wrote my days before I breathed my first breath, He sees the end from the beginning.....He knows me. HE knows ME! He KNOWS me.
For that, I am thankful. For everything I am not yet, HE IS. His Grace is more than enough to take me there.
I think I will sit my forty-year-old bones down and REST in that a spell! ;)
(Thanks, too, to my many dear friends for all the birthday wishes!! I am so grateful that I have met each of you on my journey!).
Just TYPING that word nearly made me cry!
FORTY years? You have to be kidding me. HOW can I be forty years old? I feel like I am just a kid. I don't feel like I know anything! Surely my whole life is still ahead of me, an unwritten page....
Wow. I am moving into middle age. I just can't believe it!
I have never been one to balk at birthdays. Never! In fact, the whole family jokes about how I have always done the countdown until "my" date arrives on the calendar...you know the type---when the clock on the microwave reads 9:27, I announce to everyone that my birthdate is on the clock. I then conveniently add "Let me take this opportunity to remind you that you have only 55 shopping days remaining until my next birthday!"
NOT this year. For some reason, I have faced this dawning of my new decade with a feeling of ambivalence, sometimes disbelief, and at times even panic! Seriously.
I feel I have finally pinpointed a bit of the reason for my dread of this new age I am forced to become: I don't feel like I have done or become all that I should have by the age of forty! I feel like I have dropped the ball somewhere, or I haven't finished my assignment on time...something!
I am realizing, through this mild "mid-life crisis" of sorts, that it doesn't matter. Who I am today, and what I have become, and what is left undone is NO surprise to Him who made me and guarded over my birth, forty years ago today (which was a miracle in itself in 1969, at 3 months premature---but that's another post!). He sees my heart, He wrote my days before I breathed my first breath, He sees the end from the beginning.....He knows me. HE knows ME! He KNOWS me.
For that, I am thankful. For everything I am not yet, HE IS. His Grace is more than enough to take me there.
I think I will sit my forty-year-old bones down and REST in that a spell! ;)
(Thanks, too, to my many dear friends for all the birthday wishes!! I am so grateful that I have met each of you on my journey!).
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Anyone impressed???
Okay, so I have been very remiss in updating my blog....I guess 'remiss' isn't even close! I had not put anything up here since the end of APRIL for crying out loud, YIKES! It's four months later, and I pledge to do better......stay tuned to the Busy Mama Bee blog for more updates!
I have a lot of things to say! :)
I have a lot of things to say! :)
Brotherly Love
This morning as I nursed the baby, Rachael was standing close to my chair, still in her pajamas, looking adorable (as usual!). She was also wanting to nurse, so I was making attempts to distract her (she turned 3 three weeks ago, and was supposed to wean, but that is another blog post! For memory's sake, go back to my 2007 posts and re-read about Jason's weaning, sigh!).
Matthew was sitting in the rocking chair across the room. I whispered, "Rachael, go over there and give Matthew a big hug!". She immediately wrinkled up her face as if she had just bitten a sour pickle and said, "What for?"
Trying not to laugh, I said, "Because he's your brother and you love him!" and she covered her little mouth with her hand and said, "Oh yeah, I forgot that!"
:)
Matthew was sitting in the rocking chair across the room. I whispered, "Rachael, go over there and give Matthew a big hug!". She immediately wrinkled up her face as if she had just bitten a sour pickle and said, "What for?"
Trying not to laugh, I said, "Because he's your brother and you love him!" and she covered her little mouth with her hand and said, "Oh yeah, I forgot that!"
:)
Twinly IQ Test
This morning at the homeschool table, Patrick asks me in a conspiratorial tone, "Mom, you don't have to tell us, but do you know in your brain which one of us is smarter???!".
How could I not laugh out loud?? :)
How could I not laugh out loud?? :)
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