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.


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.


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

Until next time…


My Love Angel…

I have an angel. This angel dangles from my rearview mirror. It is pretty and it has a charm. The charm has one word:  LOVE.

I bought the angel last week when I went to Books-a-Million to buy “Accounting for Dummies.”

Don’t worry about why I bought a ‘for Dummies’ book. My daughter told me that she can’t believe I actually bought one of THOSE books.

Back to the angel.

I have road rage. I am better, but since I am a recovering road rager it doesn’t take much for it to raise its ugly head and cause me to slip over the edge into road rage abyss. Then I feel guilty because I slipped, but it was all that guys fault since he pulled out in front of me or that silly woman who didn’t check her blind spot and almost ran me off the road.

I always ask for forgiveness. For me and for them.


I had an epiphany. I will hang the little pretty angel on my rearview mirror and it will remind me of God whenever I feel a rage coming on. There were three angels: Faith, Love, Hope.

Well, I have Faith that I can overcome my road rage. I have Hope that I can overcome my road rage. How does Love apply?

That is when it hit me. I think it was God hitting me. He does that sometimes.

He said “Sonya, do you remember which were the two greatest commandments that Jesus spoke of in Matthew 22: 37-39?” Well, He didn’t quite say it like that to me, but you get the idea.

37Jesus replied: ” ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’[a] 38This is the first and greatest commandment. 39And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’[b] –Matthew 22:37-39

That sealed it. I needed Love for my fellow neighbor’s on the road. That is why I bought the Love Angel.

When people say that they heard from God or that God spoke to them, don’t think that they are crazy. God really speaks into our spirit if we open ourselves up to Him. God didn’t say, “Sonya, buyeth the Love Angel,” or “Sonya, I command thee to buyeth the Love angel.”

Actually, He hit me with it.

Thank You, Lord. The Love Angel has blessed me and I think of You every time I get in my car and see the Love Angel. It has helped my road rage.

Yes, Lord, I know it isn’t the Love Angel that is helping me. It is YOU!


Birthday Dinners

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.

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.

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?

The family is about to go to Florida for a week. We are going to visit family and probably visit the beach a few times, too.

I have been wanting to pack, but I know that it will not do any good to pack way ahead of time. I think that I am going to save most of it for Thursday night and Friday morning. We will be leaving Friday afternoon. Hopefully, the kids will sleep most of the trip down there.

Jacob made the JV baseball team. He is going to be a Freshman. He is excited about it.

Emily made the school soccer team and her practices will begin on July 27th.

Sebastian is playing fall ball (baseball) this year. I wanted him to play soccer, but he can’t do both. He chose fall ball.

Samuel is growing. He finally figured out that he does have a voice and that he can use it. He is the quietest baby I believe I have ever been around. He is too busy looking around at everything.

Josh is working hard in our garden.  We have told a couple of people to visit our garden and pick whatever is ready and they can have whatever they get. He planted some corn this year. He just knows that it will be ready while we are on our trip and he will not get to eat any of it.

I went on a youth trip last weekend. I still haven’t recovered from it. However, I am so glad that I went and we had an awesome time. Jacob and Emily went, too. They had an awesome time, also. We went to the Ramp.

Lucy is doing great after her little procedure that ensures that she will not be having any puppies ever. She is frisky like she hasn’t even had anything done to her, but she has the scar to prove that it was done.

A few little funny tidbits:

Apparently, Sebastian thinks that summertime is the time to take breaks from taking a bath everyday. I came home the other day and told him that it was ridiculous that he still had on the shirt that he wore the previous day.

Me: Sebastian, you need to take a bath. It is ridiculous that you have the same shirt on that you wore yesterday. Why can’t you take a bath during the day sometime? (This was somewhat of a rhetorical question.)

Sebastian: I like being dirty. (I could not keep a straight face after that one.)

Then, there is the dog kennel incident.

My cell phone is ringing…it is Jacob.

Jacob: So, I am sitting at the computer listening to music when I started hearing Sebastian crying. I got up and looked around for him. He was in the dog kennel. Emily locked him in the dog kennel because he called her crazy.

Me: (chuckling a bit) Well, she kind of proved his point, didn’t she?

Then, after Wednesday night’s church service:

Emily: I can’t believe that we left Lucy locked in that kennel the entire time we were at church. That is just so disgraceful.

Me: Locking Lucy, our dog, in a dog kennel is disgraceful, but locking your little brother in it is not?

Emily sort of huffed and puffed and rolled her eyes a little bit about that one.

Oh, the fun and crazy times in my house. Never a dull moment.

Somehow, I think the 11 hour car ride to Florida will not be dull either.

Lucy ate my couch.

I have been telling Josh that we needed to get a kennel for her at home for when we are not at home. Unfortunately for my couch, we did not get a kennel soon enough.

It was the longest we had left her alone. We take her with us when we are able. We have left her alone long enough to go to church and an occasional ball game. Average Lucy time alone: 2 1/2 to 3 hours.

She was alone for about 5 to 6 hours on Saturday.

I would show you all a picture, but my cell phone is not cooperating with me right now. That is electronics for you.

Yesterday, we bought Lucy her very own kennel. Josh lovingly put it together. We successfully gave her a bath (that was an experience that I am glad we do not have to repeat every single day). We placed the kennel in our room so that she will still be in the room with us during the night.

She would not go in the kennel to save her life. We just left it open with her little blankie, rawhide bone, and a little surprise treat all placed inside to entice her to investigate her own little special room.

Fast forward to 3:45 am, after some major snoozing, I wake up to Josh telling Lucy “No, No, No.” I swear the man talks harsher to the kids. I rolled over, realized that Lucy went into her kennel, thought how nice it was that she was finally going into the kennel, then went back to sleep.

I talked with Josh earlier. I asked him why he was getting onto Lucy during the night.

She was sleeping on the leather recliner in our room.