Boy to Man???

They grow up too fast...

The big boy announced today that he did not like the smell emanating from under his arms. He just could not stand the smell of himself! Funny!!!! After months of begging I finally let my almost 10 year old try some deodorant. He was so very happy and felt like a man. All day long I caught him secretly (well not so much secretly to me) sniff under his arms and breathe in the sweet smell of "Cool Blast". He has received his first tube of deodorant and is anxiously awaiting shower time.

Where do the days go? When did I get an almost 10 year old?

Poo Poo & Chew Chew on the Shoe Shoe

Do you ever look down when you walk? Thankfully yesterday I did.

Standing in line at the catalog return desk at Penney's yesterday (to return something that I should not have bought in the first place) I stood smiling, watching the middle one prance the small one around the room holding hands so lovingly. All was great until doh... he pranced him directly into a mess on the floor. After chastising him for not paying attention I quickly swooped up baby and finished my transaction. As we were leaving, further down the hall, I luckily decided to look down at the floor just in time to save the big one from the same fate, but then we saw it again... and again...pile after pile of brown chocolate on the floor. In an instant of realization and a rush of panic, I looked down at the shoe gently bumping against my hip as we walked. I ripped off the shoe and braved a sniff and the gentle caress of Cocoa was not what touched my nose. Well... the boys immediately started gagging and wretching and as we walked out of the store the baby happily chirped "momma, poo poo shoe shoe".

A while later as I furiously scrubbed the shoe at the spicket with an old toothbrush, bleach and water I could not help to think that the shoe had been disgraced and forever soiled by that filth. There were other things that soiled our shoes that day, a puddle of shiny oil brought out by the rain and some chew, chew left by a manly passer by. As a germaphobic family we DO NOT wear shoes in our home. We vowed to never bring the filth of the outside world into our home. It struck me that while I am so concerned about what our shoes bring onto the house that I totally disregard the other filth that I bring home and soil my kids hearts with. What about the wii that we got for Christmas in the name of exercise? Or the Nintendo DS that we bought in the name of long hours waiting at the doctor? The 2 year contract with Direct TV? The Kindle? The Ipod Touch and it's Angry Birds? For at least the last 8 years God has put it in my heart to simplify and rid ourselves of these things, what will it take for me to finally obey?

To finally worry less about their "soles" and more about their "Souls"?

While I will try not to use a christian metaphor in everything that I write, I would be remiss not to at least recognize the lessons that God has for us as we WALK through our day.

Blessings!!!!

Boy's and their Legos

I have been thinking a lot about Legos lately as I watch my baby play with his brand new first set. What would a boy’s life be like without them? Our home certainly would be a much more boring and uncreative place! As the massive collection seems to grow at an unprecedented rate, the creations only get better and better. It started with my old collection one that I am sure that my dad, the sonless generation before me, enjoyed better than I. Then as my boy’s birthdays and numerous holidays have past, the sets grew bigger and better. If only the boys would put the creativity and ingenuity that they put into their Lego creations into their daily life. They would be super geniuses!!!

My only problem seems to be is that as they build the massive creations they refuse to take them apart again. Once they are put together, they stand as monuments, a painstaking job completed with pride. I try to encourage them to take them apart and make new creations but they are adamant that this is how it is meant to be and there they sit. I will continue to try to teach them that all things can be made new. That new things can spring from the old and it is worth the risk.

It seems God has been trying to teach that lesson to me after a long, sickly, hard spiritually dry winter. With his help I will try to rebuild myself into a new creature, a joyful one, a trusting and faithful one.

Maybe also I will head upstairs and try out the Legos and see what the fuss is all about :0)

A New Chapter

Well it seems winter is finally coming to an end and I am hoping to start a new chapter in my life. I had a rough winter but now, with the signs of spring popping up around me I hope also to spring ahead and get back to joyful living.


I am not much of a writer but I hope to be able to keep up with the best of them with new lessons learned and new everyday adventures.

Welcome....

Welcome to my new Adventure.... Please comeback when I am up and Ready