Monday, October 24, 2016

Pumpkin Bread

1. My two bigs made pumpkin bread at coop today and I can't help but think about little Lukey who used to call everyone pumpkin bread after Abbie brought some home from "preschool" one year.

2. Spend the day sans littles today. I must say life is "easier" or at least less physically taxing without small frys. Despite the physical energy drain of littles I wouldn't trade extending this stage of life for anything. The day will come when our last little reaches the magical age of 4 to 5ish and it will be beautiful. Les and I will probably not even realized we reached that milestone until it simply smacks us in the face one day. We will congratulate each other and mourn how fast the passing of time goes yet relish in all the Lord has blessed us with. It's a beautiful season. It's an exhausting season. It's a season that passes much more quickly than a parent could ever expect. It's a season you can't hold onto forever no matter how hard you might try. So very thankful for my bigs who will very shortly will propel all of us to hit new seasons and milestones and for the little hands and faces I still get to hold and kiss. Crazy crazy blessed.

3. Played Bingo for prizes in my younger games classes today. A sweet new boy adopted from the Philippians was there. Oh how precious that sweet boy is. So we're playing bingo and he's trying to win like all the other kids. Might seem silly to some but he almost won several times and I kept praying the last number he needed would be called. I was practically begging God for a win for this kid. It never happened BUT something better did. Another kid had a lucky streak and had already won twice. This kid calls bingo a third time and in my head I was thinking shoot because I wanted the other kid to win and he was SO close!!! Well the big winner grabs the prize box and brings it over to the new student and my heart melted into a million pieces. A love offering and encouragement to a precious boy who is probably so thankful to be adopted but who is also grieving the loss of the Philippians and everything he has known for eight years. Love how the Lord hears our prayers and answers in ways that are so much better than we could have ever possibly imagined.

Psalms 115:
"Not to us, Lord, not to us but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness."
‭‭Psalm‬ ‭115:1‬ ‭NIV‬‬

This psalm could not have been more perfect for today.


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Sunday, October 23, 2016

Exploding Diapers In The Sky

So very convinced Browntown was hit by ROTAVIRUS. It can't be killed because it's out for the kill. Littles are still exploding their britches. Did you know it can last 10ish days? Now I remember why they made a vaccine for this beast. The boy that was vaccinated as a baby did he get it? Nope. Good for him. Boo for the rest of us. The other interesting thing is Rotavirus is what I got when pregnant with that boy and ended up going to the hospital. Good times. So Rotavirus and Browntown are not friends. Thankfully we are on the upswing but it might take six months to get caught up on laundry.

Thankful last night for a short car ride with my crew that was filled with sheer joy. I pretty sure I have some of the greatest kids on the planet. Crazy blessed by them. Thankful my hubs made his crazy work shift till 4am while recovering from Rotavirus land. He's simply amazing.

Psalm 114:
Worried about the election? Nah. God's got this and He's got His people.

"Tremble, earth, at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of the God of Jacob,"
‭‭Psalm‬ ‭114:7‬ ‭NIV‬‬


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Saturday, October 22, 2016


I'm getting Devil cold again. I felt it coming on at the fair and now it's worked it's way into the nooks and crannies of my chest cavity. I really just want to scream and then cry buckets. Seriously hate when I feel like raging again the sky over stupid temporary crap like this but it's been one thing after another and I'm just weary. My body is weary. I feel stupid writing such crap when I know there are people battling so much more. I do feel like it's easier to trust the Lord in the difficult trials in life. It's these obnoxious annoyances that always tank me because I feel like I should be able to kick butt and take names or if not that than at least rise above with a smashingly good attitude. Instead my inner BAH HUMBUG is screaming and can't get a grip.

1. Thankful that the Lord loves his angry elf of a child. As much as I want to be better for Him I simply can't muster it out of my own strength and I know He loves me regardless.

2. I'm thankful for a big boy who has been such a great helper. He hasn't complained about the many tasks he been asked to do.

3. Thankful for gracious kids who have rolled with the tv and been okay to just be zombies while everyone gets better and I take of the needier Brownies.

4. Thankful my bigs survived yet another storm. Her poor anxiety was so high this week. Praying the Lord uses this for good in her life and that she remembers that she can be an over comer. Even if that's not the goal for her I pray that she will remember that the Lord was in those scary places with her.

5. Thankful it's a messed up dishwasher and not the washer and dryer. As obnoxious as the dishwasher feels it could have been much much worse.

6. Thankful for a healthy and wild three year old who is causing havoc throughout the land. That little girl is such a joy.

7. Thankful for good health. There's so many horrible things we could be navigating. Throw up from a puke bug is much better than throw up from chemo. Grateful my babies are well and that so are we.

8. Thankful for my roly poly Mudgey Boy. Thankful for his cookie dough thighs and that his cries to nurse are not caused by deep hunger pains. I'll forever remember that their are many Mommas who are starving whose milk does not deliver the same kind of nutrition. Even as I feel like a drying up prune, my boy is still getting something.

9. Thankful the baby just let me set him down without loosing his mind. He's better and I'm so thankful.

10. Thankful for just how powerful gratitude truly is. I now feel like I can face my day and rather than be defeated before my feet hit the floor I can be more like a conqueror even though sick and weary.

11. Give thanks to the Lord for He is good. His love, mercy and kindness never fails those who love the Lord. He is the lifter of weary heads and the provider of encouragement and manna from heaven. Give thanks to the Lord for He is good. His love endures forever!

Psalms 113:
"Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord, you his servants; praise the name of the Lord."
‭‭Psalm‬ ‭113:1‬ ‭NIV‬‬

The Lord is indeed mighty and powerful! Why is He so good to His people? I don't know but I'm so thankful.


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Friday, October 21, 2016

Whack-A-Mole Puke Edition

1. Operating on limited sleep the past two nights and still trying to pull myself out of the recovery ditch. My head has been brutal which has helped absolutely nothing.

2. Hate to write it but this has been the worst stomach bug we've dealt with to date. Too many sick kids and not enough buckets. I'm thankful two soldiered on and were okay with being low maintenance. The baby, the Bit and the incredibly anxious big have been much harder.

3. Hopeful that the worst is over and we are in full swing recovery mode. Three are still standing so we'll see. Must get sleep tonight. Constant interrupted sleep is a form of torture.

4. Really really hoping Mudgey is feeling better tomorrow. The poor kid has been so sad and upset. He has every right to be both of those. There's not a lot of things sadder than watching a baby throw up. If I'm honest though his constant nursing and screaming if he can't is rough on the crazy headache and the dehydrated momma.

5. I'm sure tomorrow pending some sleep I'll be laughing about the crazy of the last couple days. I do have a whole new set of stories now which is always fun. Today is not the day though.

6. Thankful all is quite now. Did get word that there might in fact only be two left standing rather than three. Sad sad day.

7. I'm officially over most of my kids smelling like a bottle of nail polish.

Psalm 112:
"Surely the righteous will never be shaken; they will be remembered forever. They will have no fear of bad news; their hearts are steadfast, trusting in the Lord."
‭‭Psalm‬ ‭112:6-7‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Really hate how much of a grumpy poop I've been the last several days. The lack of sleep thing really does make it hard to put on my Pollyanna face and turns lemons into lemonade. I'm already running on low sleep fumes most days string some hard nights together and I just can't deal with life. Things like a dumb dishwasher that only works sometimes is enough to make me loose my mind. On other days it gives me opportunity to give thanks. Without sleep it makes me want to blow up the entire world. Just keeping it real. Need to crash so I can take the morning shift so my hubs can sleep after a late night at work and a possible tango with the puke bug of death.


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Thursday, October 20, 2016

The Aftermath

It's been a rough 36 hours to say the least. Taking care of a little while in the throes of having a stomach bug is not an easy feat. Thankful for my hubs who helped to carry the burden. Neither of us got much sleep last night. Thankful I got to sleep in but could have stayed in bed all day.

This afternoon and evening has been spent taking care of my littlest boys who are sick now as well. This is a pretty mean bug. Praying my Mudgey doesn't get it as bad as Bit. Think he could get dehydrated super fast. Preparing for another rough night but oh how my body is screaming for rest. Definitely already had my moments of crying out to the Lord. He is good all the time.

Hoping to get some well kids and sick kids to bed without much drama. Once that happens fingers crossed Psalms and bed.


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