Friday, March 27, 2015

Country Music and Family Time

On the way home from celebrating Rehm's birthday at Chuy's (how is it possible that he is 14 today?), the song You Never Even Called Me by My Name by David Allen Coe came on the radio. Of course, Michael and I proceeded to sing along quite loudly.

When we got about one line into the last verse, you know, "I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison," Eliza Claire exclaimed, "Oh, dear!" which had us all laughing and Michael and I singing even louder.

After the song was over I told the kids they better come get me from prison before "I got ran over by the danged ole train." Rehm quips, "Mom, I believe the lyrics are, and I quote 'Damned ole train.'" I took this opportunity to let him know I was quite aware of what the lyrics were and he needed to get over himself, etc, etc, etc, and that he wasn't being cute or funny by cussing by quoting song lyrics. At this point, Eliza Claire pipes up with, "cuss, cuss, cuss, cuss, cuss, cuss, cuss!" Her timing and delivery could not have been more perfect and once again we all dissolved into laughter. It appears that the new "four letter word" at our house is literally "cuss!"

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Monday, December 08, 2014

Where do Christmas Trees Come From?

We bought a new Christmas tree last night. After 15 years our old one retired, and by retired, I mean none of the lights worked anymore. 

This morning,

Rehm: Are fake Christmas trees made in a fake Christmas tree factory?

Michael: No son, they are grown at fake Christmas tree farms!

Maybe it was the time of day, or the lack of sleep, but this totally cracked me up. 

How many years do you think I can survive a tree with multicolored lights? My goal is at least 3 years.

It's beginning to look like Christmas.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Happy Eleventh Birthday Charlotte

What a special girl I have! Miss Charlotte is eleven. She is such a sweet, funny and sassy girl.

For her birthday this year we decided to redo her room. The last time it was decorated was when she was 2.5 years old. Her only condition on redoing the room was that I would keep both the quilts Cici made so she could use them for her own daughter one day! That was a very easy request to honor.

Charlotte approved the bedding and picked out the paint colors. Once it was time to get to work, I locked her out of her room until it was done. I wanted her to have something to anticipate for her birthday.

Things took a bit longer than planned. The big reveal happened tonight instead of this morning. She agrees it was worth the wait. And, she had forgiven me for forgetting to bring donuts to her class today.

I love the finished product and so does she!

Charlotte requested a baked potato bar and hot fudge brownie sundaes for dinner. My sweet girl did most of the preparation for her dinner while took her sister to Volleyball practice and finished up her room.

I think she had a great birthday. I sure hope so because I had a lot of fun putting it all together.

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Saturday, August 30, 2014

A very different birthday this year

Today, my eldest child celebrated his 15th heavenly birthday. We had plans to mark the occasion with a small celebration at the cemetery like we often do. That was not meant to be this year.

Instead we spent the day in Illinois. My brother-in-law Dallas, Michael's eldest brother died suddenly, and unexpectedly on Tuesday. We are here to say goodbye and to try to offer some comfort to our dear sister-in-law Cathi and nephew Griffin.

Like Sam, Dallas has left us much too soon. This is not the natural order of things. We aren't supposed to be saying goodbye to him, yet. It's just not right.

Spending Sam's birthday honoring Dallas and loving our family through this unimaginable time does on some level feel appropriate. Sam taught me how to love fully and unconditionally. He taught me that grief is not a bad emotion. He taught me that the pain comes because of how deeply we love and that love is always worth the potential pain. He taught me that those we love may cease to walk this earth with us but they are never gone from us. We continue to carry them in our heart. He taught me that my God is bigger than death and my God never stops holding and comforting me, especially in my deepest sorrows.

My son has taught me that we are not saying "goodbye" to Dallas. We are saying "until we meet again."

So on this day, I thank Sam for teaching me so many lessons about love, faith, and grief. Because of my love for Sam, I am equipped for loving my family at this difficult, sorrowful time.

Sam had a wonderful day with his Uncle Dallas, I'm sure. And I know I spent Sam's birthday exactly how and where I was supposed to.

I ask you all to continue to pray for our family. Grief is a long and difficult road. Dallas loved well and has left a large hole in many people's lives.

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Saturday, August 02, 2014

Late Night Drama

Charlotte just came in my room to tell me that Sandy the hermit crab looked "really, really creepy" and Charlotte was "pretty sure she was dead!"

I went to look. Without disturbing Sandy or using a flashlight, it appears to me that Sandy is molting. If so, it's a good thing as it means she is growing. We've had her over a year, so I wouldn't be surprised.

Charlotte is so freaked out by something that lives in a glass box with no means of escape, that she has refused to sleep in her room. She is now asleep on her sister's floor.

More details and pictures to follow tomorrow.

Now back to my late night reading,
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Thursday, July 31, 2014

One Good Summer Hour

This hour was awesome.

Tomorrow we will be working on them more.

The aftermath of enforcing chore time is another story. I'm done being awesome Pinterest mom now. I've checked it of my summer bucket list.

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Saturday, July 26, 2014

On returning home from camp

My camper just asked me if I got her anything while she was at camp. When I asked what she meant, she explained that several of her fellow campers usually got a charm or bracelet or something when they got home.

Really??? Honey child you got to go to camp and we remembered to pick you up. Count your blessing, we could have left you there.

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