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I am on a roll!

I grabbed a box last night, and added stuff to it from my kitchen.  It was so freeing.  It was good for the soul.  The box is full and is ready for a trip to the Goodwill.

I am also having to write down everything I want to accomplish because my mind keeps darting around with all the possibilities.  Whoa, Nellie.  One thing at a time.  (When I was a child, my dad called his truck Nellie and he would say things like “Whoa, Nellie” when we were riding in it.)

I am like most people.  I like instant gratification.  I like that right now my closet and drawers are not over run with clothes.  Less clothes mean less time standing in front of my closet wondering what in the world am I going to wear that day.  I like that after last night, my kitchen is less cluttered.  My cabinets are not crammed full. 

It is just so inspirational and motivating. 

We are what we repeatedly do.  Excellence, therefore, is not an act but a habit. –Aristotle

Like the Pastor said Sunday at the church we visited Sunday, and I am paraphrasing…

Whatever you do, do it in excellence. If you work at Subway, then you spread that mayonnaise for the glory of God! 

AMEN!

Sam giving it all he had to shovel dirt from one location to another.

Sam giving it all he had to shovel dirt from one location to another.

 

Moving dirt was hard work.  He took an awesome nap later that afternoon.

Moving dirt was hard work. He took an awesome nap later that afternoon.

Disclaimer:  Please note that the yard you see in the photograph is not actually my yard.  It is a lot that my father-in-law bought, and my husband is in the process of tearing down the old house that sits on the lot.  It was built in 1900 and in awful shape. Besides, what country boy wouldn’t like tearing down an old house?

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Kitty guarding my mother-in-law’s yard and pool.  The owl isn’t real, but its head moved. Spooky.

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Monster cake and cupcakes at my nephew’s birthday Monster Mash.

 

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As I headed home from my grandmother’s house on Thanksgiving, I noticed I had a rather large stick in my back windshield. So I asked, “Why is there a stick in my back windshield?”  My dear sweet child, Sebastian, said that he liked the stick and he was taking it home.

Yes, my child found a stick that he liked and decided to take it home. 

This short conversation has stayed on my mind ever since.  Why in the world would he need to bring a stick home? He never plays outside. 

Our yard is a barren wasteland of just plain old boring grass.  Perfect for smooth mowing, which is exactly what Josh is trying to accomplish, but it isn’t the best yard for the childhood imagination.

We don’t have rocks in our yard.  Josh gets rid of those.  He doesn’t want to run over it with the lawn mower.

We don’t have sticks in our yard.  Josh gets rid of those, too.  He doesn’t want to run over these with the lawn mower, either.

We don’t have leaves because Josh chops leaves up with the lawnmower.  Not sure why he does this.  Don’t they just disintegrate?

We don’t have old tires, overgrown flowerbeds, swings, picnic tables, overgrown roots, or rusted old stuff left over from 30 years ago.

I told Josh about the conversation with Sebastian and how there aren’t any sticks in the yard.  Of course Josh implied that he did wish the kids would play in the yard more.  Knowing better, I said, “Now just what would you say if you walked outside and seen the kids digging a hole in the yard with a stick?”  He chuckled and said, “I would tell them to stop.”

I am not sure where Sebastian put his stick, but hopefully he hid it well.  There is no rock, stick, or leaf in our yard that is safe from Josh, and I don’t see that changing anytime soon.

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It has been a while…

Wow. I can’t believe that it has been so long since I actually posted on here.

Life just kind of happened. 

Let me sum it up for you.

Still happily married with 4 kids ages 16, 14, 9, 3.

1 diabetic (type 1) that still forgets to check and do shots.

2 sets of braces.

Acne

The oldest no longer plays baseball, but the youngest plays now. It is just so cute watching those 3 and 4 year olds play. So I still have two playing baseball.

Oh, hubby coaches two baseball teams now. My oldest son helps.

My daughter quite softball and started band. Percussion. She practices at school.

She sings too. All the time. I think she sings quite well actually. She also dances in the privacy of her bedroom. I know this because my hubby seen her when she didn’t know he was looking.

My job has changed somewhat…but for the better. Definitely blessed!

I attend a wonderful church and I have made some awesome new friends! Blessed here too!

I have read “Faith Begins at Home”. Awesome book! Not only did I read it, but I actually applied it to my life.

I read “Radical”. Awesome Book!

I no longer have Lucy (our dog). She mysteriously passed away. She is missed.

We don’t have any pets at all now. We do have a red fox that visits our neighborhood almost daily. I am not exactly sure what I expected a fox to sound like, but the sound I heard was not it.

I drink lots of Diet Coke now.

My oldest has a girlfriend that he has had for over a year.

Oh, and my oldest DRIVES now. Talk about a traumatic time in my life watching my oldest baby take off DRIVING. I have to go through that trauma three more times. Of course, all driving lessons are given by my wonderful and loving and patient hubby. What a blessing he is.

I am not as organized as I once was. I do still write down everything and create lists on top of lists, but somehow, I keep forgetting that I have a list.

I use coupons.

I love to use coupons.

I have a coupon book.

It is more organized than my life.

Hmm.

I think that sums up the last couple years fairly well.

Until next time…

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When we moved into our house almost a year and a half ago, I began having what I call Birthday Dinners. It has worked out very well.

We celebrated Sebastian’s 7th birthday Saturday evening.

We spent most of Saturday morning cleaning. I went to the grocery store when I decided that my house could not be any cleaner. I had asked Sebastian over a week ago what he wanted to have for his Birthday Dinner and he said that he wanted chili and hot dogs. I baked cupcakes, too.

Everyone started arriving around 3:30 pm. We ate, sang Happy Birthday, and then Sebastian opened presents. It really was a great time. I am thankful for everyone coming and sharing the afternoon with Sebastian.

After everyone had left, Sebastian said, “That was the best birthday party ever!”

That was the best “Thank You, Mom” that a mom could ever get.

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School has started. Homework abounds. Irritable attitudes surface. Soccer practices and games have started. Fall ball practice begins.

My house is in complete and utter chaos right now.

Over the summer, my charts and schedules were put on the back burner. Now that school has started again, it was time to break out the charts and schedules and gain some order…in a hurry. 

Last week was a bust as far as my schedule and charts are concerned. Two sick kids will throw a kink in the plan every time.

This week has been great so far.

If you have a large family, need organizational help, or both; then, I recommend visiting Raising Five. I found this particularly useful. Maybe you will, too.

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Jacob bought a Michael Jackson CD over the weekend. We listened to it all weekend. He played it in his room. He played it in the car.

Sebastian really likes Beat it and Billie Jean.

We were going to a friends house Sunday and we were listening to the CD. Sebastian and Jacob were bickering a bit over which songs they wanted to hear. They wouldn’t say the title, just the track number because they both have their favorites memorized.

Josh and I were riding in the front and this was the convo from the back.

Jacob: Turn it to number 7.

Sebastian: No, I want to hear number 2.

Jacob: Well, it is my CD. I want to hear number 7. Mom, turn it to number 7 please.

Sebastian: Nooo! I want to hear number 2. Mom, turn it to number two.

Me: Let’s just let the CD play.

Sebastian: I am thirsty.

Jacob: But, I want to hear number 7.

Me: (Josh is pretending to be asleep, I think.) We will get something to drink soon.

Sebastian: I want to hear Dirty Dan.

Jacob: Dirty Dan?

Sebastian: Mom, can you turn it to Dirty Dan?

Me: (trying to suppress laughter) What number is Dirty Dan?

Sebastian: I don’t know.

Jacob: It is Dirty Diana, not Dirty Dan. (Nothing gets by that kid.)

Sebastian: Well, I call it Dirty Dan.

Jacob: Well, don’t call it Dirty Dan. Call it Dirty Diana.

Sebastian: I don’t want to. I say Dirty Dan.

Jacob: Dirty Dan doesn’t sound right, Sebastian.

Sebastian: Mom, I want to hear Dirty Dan.

Jacob: Sebastian, it is not Dirty Dan. Mom, tell him that it is not Dirty Dan.

Me: Sebastian, it is not Dirty Dan. It is Dirty Diana.

Sebastian: (As Dirty Diana begins to play…) Well, I say Dirty Dan. Mom, I am thirsty.

So, we basically go from arguing over which song to play, to discussing thirst issues, and then back around to playing a song that neither one of them were fighting to hear in the first place. Don’t you just love arguing riding in the car with kids?

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