I find it funny that my last post was titled "where does the time go" AND the fact that it was more than a month ago since I wrote. So once again I ask, where does the time go???? OMG CHRISTMAS IS IN A WEEK! This time of year is so incredibly exciting for me. My birthday and Christmas go hand and hand and I LOVE it!
People always tell me that it must be hard to have a birthday so close to Christmas.. That it kind of gets forgotten... But I would not have it any other way! Christmas time is my favorite time of year, so it is just a major bonus to me that my birthday falls during that time of year. Wouldn't you love getting to open presents for your bday - then 6 days later, get to open some more? Hehe. But really.. All material aspects put aside, the true SPIRIT of Christmas is the best thing to share with my birthday. It is a time to be so grateful for Jesus being born, and making the ultimate sacrifice so that we may be free! It's so easy to get caught up in the shopping and the wrapping and the baking, and to overlook the TRUE meaning. Yes, don't get me wrong, the hustle and bustle of all those things is VERY fun and exciting. As a matter of fact, I have a busy week ahead of me. Finishing Christmas shopping tomorrow, taking the kids to see Santa Tuesday, baking cookies at my Grandma's on Wednesday, Thursday free.. Then CHRISTMAS EVE! So yes, get excited about presents, get overjoyed by your kids innocence at visiting Santa, enjoy time with family making holiday goodies, but let's remember who is responsible for giving us all these blessings.
*For God so loved the world, that He gave his only begotten son, that whosoever believes in Him will not perish but have everlasting life.* John 3:16
Be blessed and have a MERRY CHRISTMAS! ♥
Monday, December 20, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Where does the time go??
Today I woke up fully thinking it was Wednesday. I was planning out the rest of my week, and suddenly it dawned on me that it was Thursday! This week has truly flown by. And for that matter, so has the past couple of years! My Taylor and Wyatt are growing up so fast.. People always say "enjoy this time because they grow up so fast" and he immediat response is "yea sure, only about the 50th time I've heard that..." But it is so true!
I will admit, however, that the first month with Wyatt went by really slow. I went from having my 2 year old sleeping 12 hours straight at night, to up every few hours with my little handsome boy. I can remember thinking "it's only been one month?!?!" But now here I am, he will be 5 months old this Sunday and I cannot believe it. He is scooting around, rolling over, reaching around for toys, and flirting with everyone he sees - giving them his sly little smile. and bonus - he is sleeping 9 hours every night. Woo hoo for sleeping in until 7 30 ;)
Now for my Taylor.. My mom-in-law told me the other day "she is 2 going on 20" and that pretty much sums up my almost 3 year old. She is dramatic and loud and she has a mind of her own.This week has been a change for me, and I am not sure I am ready for it! She has decided that she does not need me to help her go into the bathroom. Usually, she would run around frantically telling me "potty! potty! potty!" and I would rush her into the bathroom, help her get up on the "big girl potty" and she would do her thing. Well...a few days ago she ran around and told me "gotta go potty!" I got up, started walking with her to the bathroom, when she stopped me at the door, pointed her little finger at me and told me "NO mommy, I'm going myself, you stay here." and closed the door in my face. I opened the door, which was a mistake. She told me to close the door, and don't open it EVER...(such a big word for a 2 year old) Ever so curious, I peeked in, and saw her climb up by herself, get the toilet paper, get down, and wash her hands. I backed away from the door so she wouldn't catch me, and she ran out with the biggest grin on her face and told me "I did it! Good girl! High five!" (she loves to praise herself. lol) I was filled with mixed emotions at that moment.. I was mostly proud of her, but a tiny part of me was a little sad. She is growing up and constantly changing right in front of my eyes. She has continued this bathroom pattern throughout the week, so I guess this new phase is here to stay. Until the next one comes along.. My aunt told me when Tay was born "never get used to their schedule, because as soon as you think you have them figured out, they go and change it on you." And once again, very wise advice...
I will admit, however, that the first month with Wyatt went by really slow. I went from having my 2 year old sleeping 12 hours straight at night, to up every few hours with my little handsome boy. I can remember thinking "it's only been one month?!?!" But now here I am, he will be 5 months old this Sunday and I cannot believe it. He is scooting around, rolling over, reaching around for toys, and flirting with everyone he sees - giving them his sly little smile. and bonus - he is sleeping 9 hours every night. Woo hoo for sleeping in until 7 30 ;)
Now for my Taylor.. My mom-in-law told me the other day "she is 2 going on 20" and that pretty much sums up my almost 3 year old. She is dramatic and loud and she has a mind of her own.This week has been a change for me, and I am not sure I am ready for it! She has decided that she does not need me to help her go into the bathroom. Usually, she would run around frantically telling me "potty! potty! potty!" and I would rush her into the bathroom, help her get up on the "big girl potty" and she would do her thing. Well...a few days ago she ran around and told me "gotta go potty!" I got up, started walking with her to the bathroom, when she stopped me at the door, pointed her little finger at me and told me "NO mommy, I'm going myself, you stay here." and closed the door in my face. I opened the door, which was a mistake. She told me to close the door, and don't open it EVER...(such a big word for a 2 year old) Ever so curious, I peeked in, and saw her climb up by herself, get the toilet paper, get down, and wash her hands. I backed away from the door so she wouldn't catch me, and she ran out with the biggest grin on her face and told me "I did it! Good girl! High five!" (she loves to praise herself. lol) I was filled with mixed emotions at that moment.. I was mostly proud of her, but a tiny part of me was a little sad. She is growing up and constantly changing right in front of my eyes. She has continued this bathroom pattern throughout the week, so I guess this new phase is here to stay. Until the next one comes along.. My aunt told me when Tay was born "never get used to their schedule, because as soon as you think you have them figured out, they go and change it on you." And once again, very wise advice...
So, I am just taking it one day at a time, the good days and the bad, and knowing it will all change so quickly, I am determined to cherish every moment I have with my sweet, smiley, lovable Wyatt and my independent, energetic, comedian Taylor. :)
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Welcome :)
Hi there and welcome to my newest creative endeavor!
As a child, I kept a diary. I wrote things like "I went outside and rode horses today." or on a sadder day. "My favorite chicken died today. I am sad". Moving on into middle school, I kept my "diary" however, now it was called a "journal" because having a diary is so babyish. Now in this phase of life, the stories begin to change. You keep track of the boys that you have a crush on, the girls that are causing drama, and all the exciting things in between. Towards the end of middle school you start to lose interest in keeping a diary/journal, unless your me. Yes that's right. I kept a journal all the way until I had my first baby. There was something about writing and expressing my feelings that brought me great joy. Once my daughter Taylor was born, I simply did not have time anymore, and once I got out of the habit, I just never went back to it... until now ;) There are many times in my day (especially when my children are involved) where I think, I want to write this down, I want to cherish this moment forever. So here I am, writing again, and inviting you to share with me :) Whether it be an uplifting story, a downright funny thing my kids did, an adventure, my latest crafting endeavor, or even struggles and trials; I hope that you will read along, be encouraged and uplifted, and above all, be Blessed of the Lord :)
As a child, I kept a diary. I wrote things like "I went outside and rode horses today." or on a sadder day. "My favorite chicken died today. I am sad". Moving on into middle school, I kept my "diary" however, now it was called a "journal" because having a diary is so babyish. Now in this phase of life, the stories begin to change. You keep track of the boys that you have a crush on, the girls that are causing drama, and all the exciting things in between. Towards the end of middle school you start to lose interest in keeping a diary/journal, unless your me. Yes that's right. I kept a journal all the way until I had my first baby. There was something about writing and expressing my feelings that brought me great joy. Once my daughter Taylor was born, I simply did not have time anymore, and once I got out of the habit, I just never went back to it... until now ;) There are many times in my day (especially when my children are involved) where I think, I want to write this down, I want to cherish this moment forever. So here I am, writing again, and inviting you to share with me :) Whether it be an uplifting story, a downright funny thing my kids did, an adventure, my latest crafting endeavor, or even struggles and trials; I hope that you will read along, be encouraged and uplifted, and above all, be Blessed of the Lord :)
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