Grace and Josh's "gingerbread" house
you know how I love to post my messy picks. This is after making 3 desserts for Christmas and prepping for the dinner.
A nice winter walk
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Christmas 2010
While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads............
The stockings were......set on the couch with care!
Yummy Christmas breakfast while we played with toys! I think I was just as excited to play with their toys as they were!
Gabe has never been more excited! He has done nothing but play with his Choo choo since he woke up!
Grace has been asking for a pillow pet for MONTHS. Gramie got her one, and she was SPEECHLESS, for real, when she saw it. 

Big girl bike from papa
Josh and I cooked a yummy feast!
Too tired to stand doesn't mean too tired to play!
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
How to be thankful.
Are you thankful? I've been struggling lately with thankfulness. Not struggling in the sense that I'm never thankful, lately in fact I've been so thankful, so often. My struggle is with the fact that it doesn't last. I have been learning so much this past year. SO much. In the past few months God has been teaching me to be thankful and content. I have had moments, where my heart swells to the point where I don't think I can experience more joy or feel more grateful to God for giving me all that he has. My children are so sweet, and I am so thankful that I get to stay home with them and watch them grow. My husband is amazing. The way he loves and cares for me makes me the luckiest girl in the world. And the list of God's blessings go on and on. But somehow shortly after a moment of blissful joy where I am grateful and aware of all my blessings, I forget. I snap at my children, I criticize my husband, I wish for more money, a different housing location and that list goes on and on as well.
The other day at the mall, black Friday to be exact, I felt sick to my stomach as we were eating lunch at the mall- and it wasn't the big mac doing the upsetting. I saw a man. And I really actually have no idea what his financial, social, family status was. But he looked lonely and hungry. He ate a very simple meal and ate it alone. We accidentally ordered too much food. I was sitting with my two beautiful children, my awesome mom, eating too much food and with shopping bags spread about our feet.
Now, I still love presents, and actually I still love the mall...............it's sparkly.
But I felt sick because I think I felt the weight of too much. Too much food, too much stuff, too much discontentment. I had a weird yearning at that moment at the mall, to be bombarded with visions of have-nots. At the mall we are bombarded with- you are missing something, you need this, you have not this!!!! And I want to know WHAT I HAVE.......you know?
A couple months ago, for a moment, I knew what I had. I know I freaked out prematurely, but the doctors weren't sure what was going on with Josh. They gave him a bunch of tests looking for lots of scary things- one being lymphosis sp? Cancer. I swore I would never criticize again, that I would appreciate him and all that God had given me. I SAW all my riches. Now I don't want to be scarred to death all the time like that. But I want to see flashing sparkly signs tell me "you have this" "look how God blessed you with that".
What inspired me to post this morning was Colossians 3. "Since you have been raised to new life with Christ, set your sights on the realities of heaven where Christ sits in the place of honor at God's right hand. Think about the things of heaven not the things of earth. For you died to this life, and your real life is hidden with Christ in God. And when Christ who is our life, is revealed to the whole world, you will share his Glory......" Gosh I want that!
Now, I don't even really know what it would look like to set my sights on the realities of heaven, but I do know where my sights have been and it's not enough. Thankful for a moment then totally unhappy. I want to be full and content, overflowing with Joy, and it can't be purchased or even given to me by my loved ones.
later in Colossians 3 "Put on your new nature, and be renewed as you learn to know your Creator and become like Him."
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Hypocrite Mommy
Five minutes ago this was my conversation with grace:
Grace for the third time this morning: "whatever mom"
Me: Grace I don't really like it when you say that
Grace: Well, I like it
Me: Well sweetie, it's kind of rude, I don't want you to say that anymore
Grace: well why do you say it then, when you fight with daddy...............
OMG! We are actually at the stage where if I'm not a good person My kid will notice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Better shape up!
Grace for the third time this morning: "whatever mom"
Me: Grace I don't really like it when you say that
Grace: Well, I like it
Me: Well sweetie, it's kind of rude, I don't want you to say that anymore
Grace: well why do you say it then, when you fight with daddy...............
OMG! We are actually at the stage where if I'm not a good person My kid will notice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Better shape up!
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Who's the boss?
I posed that question (who's the boss?) to Grace tonight- to which she answered, "Gabe". And she was right. Dinner time is near a disaster almost every night lately. I thought Grace was my strong willed child, but I was wrong. Almost every night Gabe and I battle it out over dinner. What to eat, when to eat, and whether he eats with his binki and lion in hand. Some nights he will scream until I make him peanut butter and Jelly, some nights he will just scream for the 30 minutes I am making dinner. Tonight he wanted his binki and his stuffed lion while he sort of ate what I made for dinner. He won. I've always believed that parents need to be parents, that your children shouldn't run the show. I also thought I knew how to execute that disposition, but I do not. I have been out-willed and out-screamed; something I, a strong willed person myself, am not used to and I don't like it! What do you do? Gabe is 16 months old. He knows "no". But can't understand - "you need to eat what I made you because if all you eat is pbnj you will get scurvy". Do you let him scream? (and I mean for like an hour, he does not back down easily)
When we were battling over sleep, and I didn't want him in our bed, we tried everything and eventually one night I actually fell asleep to him screaming because he had gone on so long, and I was so exhausted. It was horrible, but eventually he started to sleep. Anyways gimmie your solicited advice! 
A time out that didn't work
Monday, November 1, 2010
Pictures and Words
Messy Mount
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She is so my daughter!
Eating
painting
The lovely grandmas
Getting ready to pray with Monte
He Proposed!
The Bride's tea party
The Family
JR's Wedding
The guys
Fourth of July
Feeding ducks and fish
flowers
The Cast is OFF!!
At the pool having a juice break
My all american girl!
Giving Josh "advice"
Grace at the zoo!
Looking at the fish with Daddy!
Bridal Party
throwing rocks at fish...whoops
Josh and his fish!
So happy!
My Favorite pic in the world!
Our trip
Enjoying the ride
Cake!
The dress
On Easter playing with bubbles!
our deer friend Penelope
Our trip
over the mountain we go!
Playing at the snow park!
She's my little country girl!
The adventure begins
Dressed for the first day of spring!
The Perfect Night!