Holiday randomness

I love posting on this blog. I do. But when I get busy, obviously it falls way down on my list of priorities. And then I feel guilty, like it's just something else I've failed to keep up with (not unlike laundry, cleaning out the fridge and windexing windows). Crazy, I know.

Needless to say, things have been fairly busy around here. I'm afraid it's going to keep up at this same pace for a while, even though each day I find myself wondering what I can delete off my to-do list in order to simplify a little more.

I know it's before Thanksgiving, but I've already started decorating for Christmas. Partly my own doing, partly my kids'. They are so excited about the holidays and have spent most of today playing Manger with my Fontanini set. Things I've overheard have been cracking me up. Such as "Jack, Buzz and Woody do NOT belong at the manger." "Hey, momma, can Woody jump off this manger and land in Texas?" "Whoops, sorry Jordan Ann, I dropped the angels. That's okay, Jack, angels always forgive." Listening to them play is one of my most favorite parts of putting out the 9,000 rubbermaid tubs of decorations I have.

Grant has just been toddling around in the middle of it all in his own little world. He was quite unhappy when I had to toss him into the pack&play when I dropped and shattered an ornament. After a quick vacuum and clean up, he was back to his normal, cheerful self.

I'm wearing a Christmas party tshirt from my freshman year of college. It was a ChiO/Tri Delta date party, one that I easily nicknamed my "funnest night in college." When JA noticed that it said "1995" on it, she said, "wow mom, it's old!" Why, then, do I feel like it was just yesterday?

From the midst of Christmas decoration chaos, Bing Crosby, Nat King Cole and Harry Connick singing in the background, I hope you have a very happy thanksgiving! And hopefully I won't be putting up the decorations next year before Halloween! :)

PS: Just as I was about to publish this post, they came running in saying "Jesus has poop." Hmmm, something I've never considered until this point in my life. I love their imaginations, but I think I'll need to go have a little conversation about what's appropriate and what is not as they play manger, don't you think?

A Sweet Monday

After a great night of celebrating Grant's birthday with our family (pics will come later this week), our Monday wasn't quite what I expected it to be. There was fever, vomit and lots of laundry. I spent the afternoon at the doctor's office with a very sick baby and a sure case of strep. Bless his heart, can't he catch a break? He got his first penicillan shot today and spent most of the day asleep in my arms. Now that he's asleep in his crib, perhaps I can get to the things I gladly set aside today to rock and hold a dear baby. Although I'm behind on my "to do list", it was wonderful spending the day offering comfort, holding and loving a little one. This is just the type of day I know I'll miss years from now.

As I rocked, rubbed my baby's soft hair and quietly sang, I meditated on this verse. Oh, how I love it. I had the joy of the perfect mental image of how our Heavenly Father cares and comforts us.

"The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing." Zephaniah 3:17

I pray that if your heart is anxious, or if you feel like you need an extra dose of TLC, that you will allow the Lord to comfort you. I pray you will sense the peace that passes all understanding that He delights in you, quiets you with his love and rejoices over you. We all need to remember how loved and treasured with are in His sight.

Thursday Catch Up {Part 1 - Sewing}

Since so much has been going on since I abandoned this blog back in the spring, I am thinking about trying to play a little bit of catch up each Thursday.

{SEWING}

One thing that's been keeping me busy is sewing and smocking. Oh, how I love it. When the sweet ladies at the sewing store ask if there's anything else I need, I wish for some "time in a bottle." So, back in the spring, I posted about getting ready for Easter outfits. I loved, loved, loved how these turned out. JA has asked for another dress just like hers in blue or purple or both ("whatever you think would be best, mommy.") No pressure, right?

I learned so much making that dress. These patterns never look that hard in the store! Never in my life have I taken out so many seams making two rows of "grow tucks" at the ruffle. I ended up getting a full history lesson on the purpose of adding tucks to a dress (I'll spare you the details) as I read online and watched on YouTube how to make them correctly. Although, as I was ironing it that morning and looking at it all again, I still don't think I did it right. You can't tell, can you?

Here's the final result of that stack of fabric in that earlier post.

Since Easter, I have made several more dresses, bubble suits and johnjohns. Even a pair of cowboy pants for a preschool roundup for the most excited 4-year old there! I may or may not have pictures of all these projects, but if I do, are you interested? If so, I'll post. Otherwise, I'll move on to Catch Up {Part 2}.

A Picture of Grace

In Jordan Ann's first grade Sunday school class, they recently talked about grace. She came home with a perfect definition: "grace is getting something you don't deserve." We talked about it several times afterwards and I was amazed at how easily she was grasping this concept, which for many of us, is so hard!

A few days later, behavior around here was less than desirable, to say the least. I had pretty much had enough. Clips had been moved, toys confiscated, etc. My last straw is telling them that they would be going to bed with no story. Jack doesn't like that, but JA really doesn't like missing her story at bedtime. So, for the rest of the afternoon, their behavior was so much more pleasant. It was if two different children moved into my house! I was loving it!

When bedtime came around, I wanted to positively reinforce how they had been acting. So I read them a story. They sat quietly and listened, almost scared to remind me that I was reading them a story when I had earlier told them they wouldn't be getting one. As I was putting Jack to bed, JA went to my desk and started working on something. She proudly presented me with a drawing. She went on to tell me that it was a picture of "grace". Confused, I asked her to explain. She told me that she and Jack didn't deserve that story and that since I read one anyway, I was showing grace. I was again, amazed at her grasp of this concept.

Today, I have been reminded yet again. I haven't been worthy of very much grace. It's been a hard day. Yet, through it all, His grace showers down on me and my children. I have had one of those "crying mommy meltdowns" and my dear children continue to love me anyway. It's been their turn to show me the grace.

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2 Corinthians 12:9

"But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me."

praise the Lord and scripture memory

A quick post today...

If you have seen my dear baby in the past two months or so, you may have noticed a red spot just below his left eye. It's been growing and growing, so we were referred to a dermatologist for her opinion on what to do with it. We went today, she easily identified it as a pyogenic granuloma (say that three times fast!) and offered to take care of it for us.

Oh how this day was prayed for. It was just one of those things I was anxious about in a subtle way. I trusted it would all go well, but we're dealing with my baby's baby face here! Really, the thought of someone cutting on him that close to his eye made my heart beat fast. I prayed specifically for a peace to come over me that when I met this doctor , I would feel comfortable and cared for. When this sweet lady came into the room, her voice was so precious and gentle, Grant just laid his head back and listened to her. He was so still and let her look closely as his face and he just smiled. I immediately felt comfortable and cared for. Thank you, Lord for answering a mommy's earnest prayer.

A team of two nurses and the doctor oversaw the removal of his red spot. Amazingly, Grant laid still in my lap as I rubbed his hands and the nurses played peekaboo in between shots, a scalpel and silver nitrate. Through it all, he never made a peep. Oh my, praise the Lord, he's such a dear baby!

As I sat still, holding my child, helpless and trusting a team of sweet strangers, the only thing that came to mind was a series of scriptures I have been working on with Jordan Ann . I began reciting these verses in my mind, over and over and over. What a peace came over me! Praise the Lord for these verses.

Psalm 56:3 - "When I am afraid, I will trust in you."

After the first peekaboo and he smiled up at the nurses, Psalm 100 - "Shout for joy to the Lord all the earth. Worship the Lord with gladness, come before him with joyful songs..."

And when it was all over, Isaiah 43:1 - "Do not fear for I have redeemed you. I have summoned you by name, you are mine." Interesting, if you know about the delivery I experienced almost exactly one year ago with this precious child, Isaiah 43:1 is the verse I meditated on as I was being wheeled into surgery and the unknown. Coincidence? No. Not when I am trusting a God like mine.

So, praise the Lord with me today. He continues to shower his blessings down in so many ways. I wanted to share this story, so that through it you could take time to count yours. Leave a comment and tell me how you have been blessed today.