What I Love About My Man

This weekend Seth and I celebrated our 12 year anniversary!  We traveled to Leavenworth, WA, for two nights and three days.  We had a blast eating at yummy restaurants with great atmosphere, miniature golfing, Christmas shopping, hot tubbing, and being together just the two of us.  We were so blessed!  However, it was after our weekend on the drive home that I realized, once again, what I truly love about my man.  He knows how to bless me with his words.  Driving home he said that he loves spending time with our girls, and our family, but what he likes most is being with me.  Just me. 

My heart melted all over again.  I love my man!

Two Many Questions

I have noticed something lately.  I ask too many questions.  That is, one too many.  I always pair my questions together asking Seth two things at once.  "Do you want to stay up a little longer or are you tired?"  "Do you want lasagna or enchiladas?"  "Do you want me to cut your hair now or later?"  "Are you feeling better or does your head still hurt?"  All these questions are fine by themselves, but when the answer is given, it gets a little tricky.  "Yes." or "No."  That is usually the answer I receive, yes or no.  Not both.  One or the other.  So when asking the question, "Do you want to stay up a little longer, or are you tired?" and receiving a "Yes" response, I still have no more information than I did before asking the question.  Then I wonder, did he hear the first part of the question or only the second?  I guess the only answer to that is "Yes." :)

(Now, we catch ourselves doing this and we chuckle.  It is amazing how many times in a day these dual questions are asked!)

Genes, Interesting Genes!

Just a quick glimpse at why I turned out the way I did.

Yes this is my family.

My parents are the noses on the right.

My Sister. What beautiful white teeth!

My brother and me.

And yes, even my husband.

And I have to ask, is it any wonder that these are my children?

Oh, what interesting genes!

Aren't they supposed to skip a generation?! :)

Spanking Spoons for Sale!

Early the other morning, Zoie exclaimed quite cheerfully, "Mommy, I have a great idea! We can sell all the spanking spoons and make a hundred dollars!"

Lessons Learned

In Sunday School today my girls learned about Nehemiah and how he took the initiative to rebuild the wall around Jerusalem. They learned the importance of taking the initiative in their own lives to do what needs to be done, instead of leaving those tasks to others. (I was there teacher today, so I remember the lesson vividly.) At home, what struck me, was how well they had listened to what was taught. After playing outside, they were asked to bring their toys in and get ready for supper. What they did was even better. Not only were their toys taken care of, but they also decided to clean the garage. They ran inside to share with me that they saw something that needed to be done and they did it! "Just like Nehemiah!"

I love knowing that my girls listen when they are taught important lessons. But what blesses me even more is their heart to then take what they learned and put it into practice. And with a spring in their step and a smile on their face.

Fearful Nights

Why do children fear coming into their parents bedroom when they cannot sleep? Why would they rather pull sheets up over their heads and pray for sleep to come, instead of finding comfort from the ones the Lord has given for their comfort? Seth and I were asking ourselves these questions after finding out that Adalie had spent a night fearful and wakeful. We tried to encourage her that she could always come to mommy and daddy at night if she were afraid again. And then Seth added, "We'll let you stay up and have icecream and watch a movie!" As soon as this came out of his mouth, I stated my concerns about this idea as Adalie headed off to inform her sisters of this new information. Well, as you would guess, the next evening, both Adalie and Kylia stood in front of us ready for fun! We sent them back to bed with a few revisions to this plan and thankfully it worked! We didn't hear from any of them for months. Last night however, after the girls had been in bed for two hours, Adalie came down with a BIG smile on her face unable to sleep. With all the love in his heart daddy asked, "Do you want to watch a movie and eat some icecream?" Adalie beamed! Throughout the next 45 minutes she exclaimed again and again, "This is the best night ever!" When the movie ended she went straight to bed and we didn't hear from her till morning. All the next day, as she looked at me with a twinkle in her eye she declared again, "Wasn't that the best night ever mom?!!"