We went shopping for my brothers birthday, I had already gotten him a travel Scrabble board, as he loves Scrabble (and why wouldn't he? I always lose). But my mom, who is here visiting, still wanted to pick him up something. While at the store Providence was looking around in the toy department and told me very knowingly, "Boys like scary bad guys, so I want to get uncle Aaron this because that is what boys like." And it looked like he did indeed like it.
The past few weeks we have had grandma visits; first my mother-in-law and less then a week later my mother who is visiting now. These visits have made for some very late nights, for myself as well as for Providence. Last night after enduring an entire day of tears, and since the Lord's day was following, I decided that is was time for an early to bed. When I told Providence that it was time to go to bed my statement was met with more tears and "but I'm not tired, not at all, look don't you see the sun, it's not bedtime, I can't go to sleep, I'm just not sleepy, but I wanted to watch a movie today, please can I just watch one, I'm {sob} not {sob} tired!" Once quieted and in bed came "I am really hungry, can I have something to eat, an apple, no I mean a nectarine, sorry I want a nectarine but I said apple, sorry, I am so hungry now." I figured this could indeed be true since we had dinner around 4 at my brothers, so I offered her a carrot which she accepted. Once all settled again, I opened Heidi and began a chapter, I was about 3/4 of the way into it when I realized that I had not heard crunching for sometime. I closed the book and, as her back was towards me, went around the bed to get a good look at the non-tired little girl. I had to take a picture of what I found...she actually fell asleep in the middle of taking a bite!
Ever have times of just knowing that the Lord is very real and guiding each step you take?
Well I got tagged, not the first time...but it is the first time I have succumbed, so feel special Krista. I am suppose to:
- Link to the person who tagged you
- Post the rules
- Share 6 non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself
- Tag at least 3 people
- Make sure the people you tagged know by leaving them a comment about it
1 I love writing list's I write them all the time about anything you can think of, even a list of my list's. I have post-its all over till I gather them up to transfer to the bigger list.
2 I love to cross things off my list and will at times write things down that I have already done or accomplished so I can cross it off
3 I always have my doors locked and check them 2 or 3 times, this is a new quirk since moving...
4 I am a compulsive buyer, if I see something I want - I have to have it then. At times I restrain myself and put it on a list, and then make a list of things I need to do before I can buy it.
5 When I turn off my street I now look back and say "Garage door closed" what can I say, I have never had a garage before and have already had to come back multiple times to make sure I did indeed close it.
6 If I see stray hairs on someones back I try to pick them off covertly (unless I know them), at church, in grocery store lines, etc. But don't worry I don't make list's about that.
I tag whoever wants to write their quirks for everyone to see. Is that breaking the rules?
Recently Providence told me very matter-of-factly "I don't sing really well cause I don't have a good voice, huh." Surprised and slightly horrified that my precious three year old daughter would think such a thing I asked "Who told you that, honey? I think you have a wonderful voice and I love to hear you sing." She carefree as ever, and not in the least horrified, replied "No one told me I just said it cause I don't have a good voice." I reiterated that I do love to hear her sing, and think her voice is lovely. Her "revelation" didn't seem to have any adverse effect on her, she still sings (quite loudly) and enjoys doing so. At first I wondered why my daughter would think so negatively of herself at her age, doesn't that not come till later? Then I thought she doesn't even know what she's saying...maybe she heard someone else say something about themselves having a bad voice and then repeated it...and then I thought you know maybe she just doesn't care. Maybe she realizes that the Lord gave her this voice, she loves to sing, and that's what matters to her. Our society gets so caught up in self esteem, whether good or bad, and maybe it's just the absence of it that is the right balance. Esteeming Christ, and in that, esteeming the creatures that He's made, especially the ones He's made in His image. Which, of course, would include ourselves but reaching much higher and spreading much further. For if we are called unto Him, in Him is our worth.
Providence completed construction on a library, to house all our books. Somehow I don't think they'll fit.
I love it when the cousins all play together nicely.I have finally met some of my neighbors, the neighborly ones. The ones that have cleared my driveway of snow on multiple occasions, just because it's "neighborly". I got some of their mail the other day, it's actually the second time that it's happened, the first time I just put it back in my mailbox; but when I got a large stack of it and noticed it matched my neighbors numbers (they're actually on my cross street, so their address isn't on my street) I decided it was time to make the trip. I was a little nervous as we walked down their loooong driveway but once there, we ended up staying for an hour visiting and playing with their dogs 7 week old puppies. We even went back yesterday for another visit. The whole family is so kind and helpful, one of the boys offered to pile up all my weeds for me. I am very grateful to have neighbors such as these, and overwhelmed at the goodness of the Lord. He takes care of His children.
I posted my first review over at Simple
No, I'm not having a hard day, that is one of the phrases oft on Providence's lips. Providence tells me nearly everyday, and it's heightened when required to share something "so very special" with Hope, "I'm having a really hard day"; oh and everyday her "tummy doesn't feel good"; and one more, though not really a phrase- if I give her instruction (i.e. do NOT put the flash drive in your mouth it is not a kazoo and that could break it) she will start crying, sobbing really, about missing someone, lately it's been Aaliyah, Oma was the misser of choice before her. It's gotten to the point that I will not allow her to cry about missing someone after I have given her instruction (i.e. you may not jump on the bed, though usually she is allowed to, while Joy is on it you could hurt her). I've found the water works start if the instruction is intense, when there could be damage to whatever she's doing I must have an urgency in my voice that affects her so. But it appears to be a round about way to have a fit and I don't allow the sobbing anymore, boy she can really work herself up. She can still cry about missing people, she could even cry about being sorry for doing some unknown wrong, just not like that.
Gram, who has been here for the last week is going home today. In the middle of her stay here I overheard Providence tell her "I love that you came to visit me" It was so sweet and we will sure miss her. Our coming weeks are quickly filling up though, next week comes Oma, then we will drive to CA, then the Johnson's are coming back with us, yay! We will see them everyday for almost a month, don't go and get sick of us now Johnson's.
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