1. My 3-year old is hitting that age that naps are becoming optional. This is becoming detrimental to my sanity. If naps are skipped by 6 p.m. I become irritable, grouchy, and just plain ol' mean.
2. There is an inner war going on within my head. My frugality is fighting tooth and nail against my hatred of being cold. When it got cold at the beginning of the week, I shivered...I covered up with a blanket...I made another pot of coffee. At this point in time, my frugality is winning. We shall revisit this topic say mid-January and February. (How in the world did I survive in Illinois?)
3. It is best to take showers when your toddler is asleep. Or at least have another somewhat responsible individual there to make sure he doesn't head for the door while you are mid-shampoo. (I realize this is a no-brainer, but I thought just maybe I could squeeze in a quick shower, wrong.)
4. The cleanliness of my house also affects my sanity. By no means am I a perfectionist. Clean doesn't even mean floors vacuumed, bathrooms shiny, or furniture polished. To me, clean just means toys picked up, dishes put away, and being able to walk through a room without going through an obstacle course.
5. I find it very hard to deliver something I have baked/cooked without sampling it first. What happens if it is a flop?
6. My dryer is not shrinking my clothes. I have gained weight, blech. Admittance is the first step, right? Now I just gotta get up off my hiney and get some exercise, yuck, yuck, yuck.
7. My son can destroy a room in 13.5 seconds flat. You can see how well this goes with realization #4.
8. It is a good thing that the closest Target (with a Starbucks) is 30 miles away. It is a bad thing that the closest Target (with a Starbucks) is 30 miles away. I'll just leave it at that.
I'm just a girl that loves the feel of grass between her toes, who is not afraid to get dirt underneath her fingernails, and loves to cook.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Catching Up
Life has gotten busy lately.
I've been doing some computer-work for Clint while he has been in the field harvesting corn, soybeans, and sorghum. After he finished harvest, his meetings began. To sum it all up, he is a busy guy and we haven't seen much of him.
I have quite an update to give. The first part of my update isn't all that special, but the last part is awesome.
1. You know how I said that I was a tad on the clumsy side? Well, this totally clarifies how extreme my clumsiness can be.
The kids and I were visiting my parents at the lake a couple of months ago. We had been to my cousin's wedding and stopped on the way home for some Braum's ice cream. I had managed to get myself all dressed up. Gone were the athletic shorts, t-shirt and flip flops...I was wearing a black dress and heels *gasp*. Back to the story and less of what I was wearing, we were getting ice cream. C-man was over the top excited about ice cream. He was jumping up and down and pulling on my hand as I went over to the cash register to pay for our ice cream. He pulled on my hand, I took a step, and I tripped. It was real graceful-like. I fell on my knee and other than my pride being hurt, I was pretty sure everything was fine.
My knee turned several different shades of blue, purple, and brown, but eventually the bruising went away and all looked fine. It still hurt whenever I was on my knees picking up toys or giving my boy a bath though. Fast forward to two weeks ago. I was picking up toys one afternoon. I was scooting around on my knees and didn't think much of my previous accident. The next morning my knee was swollen right on top of my knee cap. Apparently, I am still trying to heal from my clumsy fall. The doctor indicated that nothing was broken and that the swelling will go away. So all that to say, I'm so clumsy.
2. This is the awesome update.
We were at church on Sunday the 23rd of October. Our preacher was out of town and our youth minister was filling in for him. His sermon was out-of-the-park good. He finished and we were getting ready to sing our invitation hymn when Hailey grabbed my hand and she shakily said, "Mom, I want to be baptized."
I was giddy with excitement and could barely control my emotions. I was smiling, shaking, and tears were spilling out of my eyes. I told her that that was fantastic and we would talk about it with Daddy when we got home.
The following Sunday, October 30, 2011, Hailey made Jesus Christ her Lord and Savior and was baptized by her daddy. Her grandparents were able to come see this amazing occasion. Our best friends were also there to see her make this decision. It was such an emotional, wonderful moment. Words can not describe the love and amazement I have for my girl.
Thanks for stopping by,
Carrie
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