Tuesday, July 22, 2014

zoo day

We had another fun zoo day, this time with Leslie, Isabella and William.

Our highlights, besides hanging out with friends, were...
feeding the parakeets (for free since some kids handed us their seed sticks on their way out)
the bird show
seeing Daddy lion awake 
petting a snake
watching the komodo dragon climb a tree

A couple no fun parts...
In the early afternoon we realized Logan was running a fever so he napped off and on the rest of the afternoon in the stroller and was none too happy on the way home
Connor lost one of his flip flops during the train ride and it took 30 minutes of waiting and talking to different employees to get it back.  I knew exactly where it was but wasn't allowed to cross the track.  blah.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Rainy Saturday

It poured all day Saturday.  All Day.  This is how we filled our day.


Following is a somewhat (hopefully) thoughtful rambling on Psalms.

A couple of years ago I read through the book of Psalms.  I read from beginning to end, without reading any other books in between.  I was not a fan.  I'm aware that saying that can and probably does bring up judgements or questions in your mind but it's the truth.  In fact I was such a non fan that I told Zach that I would never read Psalms from beginning to end with nothing else in between again.

Psalms is full of two powerful things.  One is words and the other is emotion.

 Now obviously it's full of words, I mean it's the bible.  But it's not just words that tell a story or tell history.  There are an overflow of words that use lots of description and repetition and comparisons and metaphors and all the things English teachers love that make your brain work in overdrive but are good for exercising that important muscle we like to forget about.

The other is that dang emotion.  When beginning Psalms those few years ago I was expecting an overflow of sweet words and encouragements.  There were so many I had read before at different times that were like little warm fuzzies for the day.   You know that shot of  prideful "happy" you'd get from that ten second shot of feel good "rejoicing" plus the accomplishment of reading your bible off the to do list.  I had not been prepared for the deep despair and frustration that would leap off the page again and again.  I vividly remember thinking why the heck David couldn't just get it together.  Seriously didn't you just complain about that two chapters ago!?  (Enter the rearing of the ugly self righteousness head I've been talking about lately)

Fast forward to now, after a few years of maturity and a little more wisdom, as I re read them (still not start to finish with nothing else in between) I have a good sense of why it wasn't my favorite on that first go around. 

Bottom line:  I just didn't get it.  I couldn't get it.  I was not able yet to get it.

Most often, unless you have felt complete desperation in your own life, you will not be able to understand it in someone else's.  Until you have had to cry out again and again because you don't understand, you won't be able to see how much other's get stuck as well.  Until you realize how much you struggle with your own lack of ability, you won't understand why other's can't get it together.  And until you live in the darkest places, you won't be able to appreciate the light that surrounds it all.

Though I am beginning to understand so much better now, Thank God, I still don't get all these things, but I'm ok with that because I know that the more I learn the more I will understand how much more I need to learn and thus will be able to continue to grow the sweetest relationship that will ever be in my life.

Apparently I'm going to also continue to get that opportunity through my fabulous church this next year because starting in August our pastor's theme for the next year will be focusing a lot on the Psalms and building a New Song in our hearts.

Even if you don't, I saw the humor in it when Dave told me about this new theme and it made me smirk and give a little "Of course it is" to my Heavenly Father.

Psalm 145
Shane and Shane

Great is the Lord, so worthy of praise
great is the Lord

one generation will
commend Your kingdom
to one another
they will speak of You
and i will meditate
on Your wonder
and they, they will speak
of Your glorious splendor
of Your majesty
everyday i'll praise thee
forever and ever

everyday i will praise
for You open Your hand
and satisfy desires of all things
my God the King

the Lord is gracious
and slow to anger
He is rich in love
He is good to all

all who call on Him
in truth He is near to
and He hears their cry
and saves them

Friday, July 18, 2014

teacher reunion

Way back in the day before I was a mama, I was a teacher.  My three years of teaching were ones that I loved and a big part of that was because I had one of the best teams that has ever existed in teaching history.  4 of the 5 of us were first year teachers and together we grew professionally and emotionally able to rely on each other, give advice, and shake our heads in support. 

Some of my favorite memories of those years are of us sitting on the floor outside my room at the end of second grade hall just after watching the buses drive away for the day talking.  We didn't just talk about school, we talked about life and we listened to each other.  
The year I had Micah and Chas had Braden was the year the saffron sisters disbanded professionally.  I stayed home, Chas moved to EIP, then to PreK and later decided to stay home herself.  Kiley moved to 1st grade and then eventually to Ohio and Krysti went to 5th, Science and then back to 2nd before moving schools.

We got together with our husbands (for Krysti, Chas and I), fiance (for Kiley) and children (for those of us who have them) this past week.  (PS the party that I was a week early for) and had a wonderful time together.  It's nice revisiting a time in your life that you can still look back on now with complete fondness despite any of the frustrations that might have taken place.  For you teacher's out there you know there were PLENTY of frustrations ;) 


I answer the question "Do you think you'll go back to teaching?" quite frequently and my answer is always "I don't know" I love teaching and from a very young age knew that was exactly what I wanted to do but God has opened my eyes to so many things these past 7 years.  While teaching might always be my first love, the fact that my mind can actually fathom me having a different future is not only shocking to my set in my ways ways but also exciting and proof of the Spirit's work inside my life.

table love

We are in the midst of a little sprucing of our rental backyard which is being mostly paid for financially by our landlords and with the sweat of my sweet hubs.

Zach and Eric built our fence and now this new table for the patio.  It is GORGEOUS!!  I am planning on painting the bottom white and staining the top dark.  Zach still has the benches to do and I still need to find some vintage lawn chair for the heads of the table but it's going to be worth the wait. 

Thursday, July 17, 2014

full disclosure

Eluding back to the whole pictures aren't always a true representation of reality, here's the whole truth of last Monday.  I told Zach it reminded me of the "he loves me, he loves me not" thing girls do with flower petals.  It was very much a good moment, bad moment all day long.

B- Micah and Connor were in a super bickering mood that morning.  As soon as they both woke up everything one of them said the other one immediately disagreed with it.

G- By the time we got to the blackberry patch in McDonough all was peaceful and they did a great job picking and were super quick.

B-  Logan and I were picking a full bucket while M and C were picking half buckets to combine together.  Logan stood in Connor's bucket and smashed half the blackberries which I "hid" in the bushes and then had to re pick.

G-  We checked out in great moods and walked to our car excited about our yummy crop.

B- When we got to the car I realized my keys weren't in my bag.  Logan and I spent ten minutes combing the ground between the rows and found them in the middle of the grass.

G- We walked around and saw the goats and chickens and even got to pet a baby goat after he escaped from his pen.  Then we ate some DELICIOUS homemade strawberry ice cream.

B- Despite the immense activities of the morning, Logan did not fall asleep during rest time which is never a good thing.

G-  The boys did a great job all afternoon playing albeit insanely loud while I washed, dried, bagged, and froze blackberries and made blackberry cobbler for a party.

B-  While doing a great job playing they made a huge mess in the playroom and rode their scooters around the living/playroom/kitchen loop which resulted in getting hurt several times and put in timeout on the couch several times for trying to run each other over.

G- This G could stand for good for them or guilty for me as they watched a lot of TV and played a lot of phone and computer games while I took a shower and got ready.

B-  I had a mean mommy moment as I lost my cool after yet again hearing whining immediately after telling the boys to turn off whatever technological thing they were doing because it was time to get ready to go even after numerous "you only have so and so minutes left" warnings to keep that from happening.

G-  We left on time with all of our items to head to a friend's house for a little reunion of the fabulous girls I taught with back in the day.

B-  We got to the house and no one was home.  After checking my calendar which said the party was today I checked the facebook message and realized the party was in fact the next Monday.  This resulted in complete meltdowns by all three children because they wanted to see their friends, go to the party, play in the yard, and whatever else they could think to melt about.  I'd like to add that the house was in McDonough the same place as the blackberry patch so we had now driven four times when you count there and back to the same place which is 20 minutes from our house.

I also should add that even though they were plenty of wonderful things about our day this last part sent me into a 30+ minute funky mood in which I just got irritated with myself and assumed I was a failure because everything didn't work out perfectly which then forced me to process yet again my sins of self righteousness in the way of having to always do the right thing or get everything done the right way.

G-  Stopped the meltdowns by promising them publix fried chicken, a swim in our little pool and popsicles.

B-  In the check out aisle I got behind a woman who had, NO exaggeration, an inch thick stack of coupons she was using.

G- After trying to switch to the express check out an awesome guy who was also behind the coupon lady had found a quicker line, called to me from 20 feet away and let me get in front of him.  I wanted to hug him so much.

The rest of the evening was pretty good.  We ate our thrown together meal, watched the boys swim outside, ate our popsicles, gave baths and had a quiet house by 9 which is later than usual but not too uncommon in the summer months.

To quote one of my favorite children books of all time, "some days are like that, even in Australia!"

Wednesday, July 16, 2014


We've been checking more items off the summer list.

Last Monday it was picking blackberries and eating homemade ice cream.

Hanging out with a baby goat wasn't on the list but it certainly could have been accomplished easily since a little cutie cutie jumped out of the fence to see the boys.