Hello, Stranger!

It has been Sooo Long! Not because I don’t have anything to say, but because I don’t have time to write!

I have a list I made for “cute things to post when I finally get around to it.”  It says:

Eber hand slap

Presley- NUCLEAR

Presley- Lysdexic

Eber Nickname

Mudder

Who (illegible) most to get out (hut or lint… IDK)

Shapes/paste & screws

J’onn speaking double

Hailey fall

Cory- Groundhog Day

Those sound really fun to describe! I’m sure I left myself great clues with that list. Unfortunately I can only remember what a couple of them mean! Seriously, I must be getting old.

I do remember that I raised my hand to slap Eber’s hand for touching something I told him not to. Before I could hit it he raised his hand and gave me a high five. So that didn’t work.

Israels nickname is Eber (Thanks, Madeline). He is called Eber far more often than he’s called Israel. Cory asked me what Eber’s nickname is. I said, “Eber.” “No,” he said, “EBER’s nickname.” “Eber!” I said, again. “NO! Eber’s Nickna… oh….” (insert sheepish laugh here).

I’m willing to bet the one about Hailey Falling is hilarious- unless fall means autumn- then it’s not so funny. But I just have no clue. And who did WHAT with shapes, paste and screws?!! We may never know.

I’m actually posting because I am adding a new page. I started writing a very short devotional about a year ago, but got too busy to finish. It’s directed towards moms who are hurting with sick kids. I’m actually putting it on a new page, so you’ll have to click on that tab if you want to read it. I’m hoping that this puts pressure on me to add to it!

The only other thing is that I should add that Benjamin is 4 months old! He’s super fun. Here’s are some more recent pics:

IMG_4727Benjamin!

IMG_4257Madeline admiring her baby brother!

IMG_4624 Daddy with Batman (Israel)- in his man-bun!

IMG_5687 Adrian, J’onn & Cory

IMG_5758 Clara & Presley

IMG_4762 Eva

IMG_4663 Mike & Hailey

Alright! I’ve got a half hour to work on that other page! See you later!

 

 

Grudges

So Israel, 13 months now, really loves Shauna (Adrian’s girlfriend). I told her someday we’ll figure out how all these Randol girls cast a spell on all my boys. But anyway, some days I’m pretty sure he likes Shauna more than he likes me. Um, most days. (I’m pretty sure he said “Shauna” about a week after he said “mama”-and it’s not like “Shauna” isn’t 10 times more difficult to pronounce than “mama”- and he definitely said Shauna before “Dada.”) Anyway… yesterday she stopped by while her sister, Becca, was here. Becca had her baby, Ellie, with her and Shauna was holding her. The jealous mom part of me wishes I would have seen this, but when Shauna kissed Ellie, Israel apparently glared ferociously at Shauna. (This is where my jealousy would normally say – good!- but I love Shauna, so it doesn’t really bother me- until she leaves and I can’t console him because he only wants her!) Today Becca told me he walked into Madeline’s mom and saw Ellie and said “Bad, bad, bad, Sha, no, no, no!” I guess I’m not the only one who can hold a grudge.

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I must say that he has to have strong feelings about this because he doesn’t say too many phrases. I mean- he  shouldn’t even be saying phrases at 13 months. So Adrian might have his hands full fighting the one-year-old over his girlfriend.

I guess we like babies in this house because Eva has been asking everyone how many months old they are. “Um… just a second (grabbing a calculator)…515.” Wow… that sounds a lot worse than almost 43, I’m glad we go by years.

Adrian (my husband) has always liked basketball. Now days he watches the condensed games on YouTube. Cory has always liked to watch them with him. Because Adrian is from the Bay Area, he has always liked the Warriors- which is great now that they are a good team. So now Cory asks me all the time about when the next game is on, who is playing, etc… Like I know any of this information. He just can’t understand how I don’t know these facts. He turns 7 tomorrow, and I can’t wait until Thursday so I can start saying, “Nope- stop- we are not discussing your next birthday until April of next year.”

On days when I sub in the church pre-school, or stay home with sick kids, the boys go with their dad to second service. Which they really don’t like. But it’s good for them, so we make them go. Cory told me last time I had to stay home that he didn’t want to go because he didn’t want to stay for second service. I told him that one day soon that will be his classroom and he’ll be in there listening to Pastor Terry every week. His reply? “No! Remember- the Rapture?!” So basically he is banking on the rapture to get out of listening to Pastor Terry every week. Love it. He also told me today that Israel won’t see two-years-old because Jesus is coming to get us. I wonder what he knows!

Hailey & Mike got me an amazing Mother’s Day/ Birthday gift. This Friday I get to see Terry Fator perform! I have wanted to see him since he won the second season of America’s Got Talent. He headlines at the Mirage, and when Adrian worked for McDonald’s we went 3 or 4 times to Vegas, but I always had a baby with me, and there are no kids under 5 allowed. Finally, the one time I was going to be able to go with no kids and ditch everyone and everything to go see him, Adrian decided he didn’t want to go to Vegas. So I thought I’d never get to see him. I didn’t even know he was coming to town so I was totally surprised and am super excited.

We are working hard to finish up school by the end of next week so we can have a 3 week break before starting next year’s Math books. We are trying to finish Math before Edmond arrives in mid-July. Then we will not have to start the rest of the books until mid September. It’s been a little stressful doing so much lately, especially with Adrian at school 48 hours a week, but we are pushing through.

Speaking of having Edmond…. My doctor (who I’ve mentioned before) is quitting on JUNE 30TH!!! I’m due less than 3 weeks from then. So I will have a new doctor for the last 2 weeks plus delivery. Sad end to an era of a handsome doctor (especially now that he shaved that hipster beard!) who delivered the last 4 of my kids (a record for both of us).

Adrian is the star pupil in his CDL (trucking) classes. He also got a “verbal powerball” in his English class last night. That means he gets an automatic A for the first half of his class. So I obviously had to ask, “What on earth is a verbal powerball and how does that give you an A?!” Well, he disagreed with the teacher’s assessment on the short story they read, and he told him he was assuming and adding a lot of info that wasn’t in the story to make it mean what he wanted it to mean. Adrian upheld his case and by doing so overrode anything else he’s done in the first half of the class (midterms are in a week) and therefore has an A. I’ve never heard of anything so crazy (even he couldn’t believe it). The closest my college professors came to anything like that was offering an A on the final if you got 100% on the exam leading up to it. Dumbed down society anyone?

And this morning I’m trying to explain to Clara why she’s skipping Egyptian symbols but not Roman Numerals in her Math review. My example of why she’ll need them- because every Super Bowl (which I haven’t watched in years) is written in Roman Numerals. How will you know which Super Bowl it is if you don’t know them? Nothing about outlines or note taking, nope, I didn’t think of that. But I stand by my decision because I doubt the Egyptian symbols will come back in style.

Praying for Adrian’s team today as they were sent to recover an 18-month-old’s body. She was swept from her mother’s arms in a flash flood. While I want that family to be able to have some kind of closure (the mom also lost her 4 year old son, but his body was found yesterday), and I know it’s what Adrian’s trained for, I still feel for anyone who actually locates her. It makes me cry just to think about it.

Well I didn’t mention J’onn or Presley. Not that they haven’t done anything fun lately. But really my brain is next to mush (thanks, Edmond) so I’m lucky I’ve remembered what I already have.

Cory is begging to get to school (?) so I need to quit writing. I figure if I don’t publish this I never will, so I’ll end here. Hope you have a great day! Yay Spring (finally)!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pairs

So thank you for the reminder to renew my blog site! I think I forget every year. Well, it’s on auto-renew now! That’s probably really good since my brain is full. I have to let things go to remember new things- so any help I get is good news.

Well, I wasn’t planning on writing today, so this will be short. But in case you hadn’t heard… it’s a BOY! Yep- 11 kids, boys win. Adrian & Tristan, J’onn & Cory, Israel & ______ (this baby with no name yet)- all in pairs. How cute is that?!

Girl

Boy  Boy

Girl   Girl   Girl

Boy  Boy

Girl

Boy  Boy

So…. following the pattern means the next 3 would be girls. But I never want to be pregnant with a girl again (so much harder on me than boys). So I’m thinking…Quit while I’m ahead. Do you hear that, Lord? I’m old now. (When he’s born in July, I’ll have just turned 43.) They call it an elderly pregnancy when you are as old as I am and your uterus is for some reason still good to go (downgraded from ancient- thanks so much).

Anyway… We are remodeling things right now. This week our upstairs bathroom is out of commission. I know it’ll be worth it in the end,  but seeing that we are down to one bathroom- downstairs- and I have to pee at least 3 times each night- it’s been a long week.

New kitchen, bathroom & laundry room cabinets will arrive later this month- that’s a whole other mess. But seeing that none of my kitchen drawers close all the way and only one of five open (almost) correctly… it needs it. Presley fell off the bathroom vanity and broke the drawers in January- so they wouldn’t close anyway, and the cupboard under the sink had a crack in the door being held together by packing tape. So nothing closed in the bathroom, and Israel would continually pull everything out of the bottom drawer. It’s definitely time.

Israel turns 1 this month. He’s been walking well for several weeks now, yet you still can’t trust him on a bed or sofa. He’s usually super happy- although he did get Hand, Foot & Mouth in February. That was the sickest kid I’ve had outside a hospital. In fact, I was packed and ready to go when he finally peed a tiny bit (it had been 48 hours since he last peed and he was out of tears and running out of drool). He had scabs covering his body and you can still see the red marks they left a month later.

We got “hardwood” (laminate) floors upstairs- thank goodness because Madeline will scoot across the floor with a flooded diaper and after a while you just can’t clean that out of carpet. I told J’onn he needed to be the Sweeper as soon as they finished eating, or the bits of food on the floor in the kitchen would get kicked all the way to my room. As he grabbed the broom he asked, “Do I have to do this forever?” “No,” I said, “But for a while.” His reply? “Thank goodness we are living in the last days.” Amen, brother!

Ok- if I’m going to go to Bible Study tonight, I have to have a nap- the older I get, the more energy these babies suck out of me.

Until next time.

Allison

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy 2017

Well it has been quite some time since I have taken time to write. What is nice is that it doesn’t plague me as a burden so I don’t feel guilty, I just don’t have time. But today I decided it was the day- mostly because we have a break from our home fix-up projects because my husband has what he calls “some African virus” (I would call it a cold). At least we know it’s not Ebola- blood is not oozing from all his orifices…yet. The way he’s handled it, you’d think it was Ebola.

As we speak, Adrian III is taking his national EMT certification test. He passed all the practice exams, and ALERT requires a higher passing test grade than NREMT does, so I think he’ll do well. He leaves for Texas this Saturday, and assuming there are no injuries, he won’t be home until May.

Hailey and Mike are the ever happy newlywed couple. Mike has been working for us on home improvement projects with Adrian III while applying for new jobs. Funny, we’ve seen Hailey more lately. Hmmm. We’ve been bugging them for a grandchild, but their standard answer is, “Well, you’d better pray!” To which I always reply, “Oh, I have been!” They feel outnumbered. Feel free to outnumber them with me.

So, according to our Christmas card announcement, we are expecting baby 11 in July. A bit sooner than I would have picked, but a blessing none the less. Israel and this baby will be 16 months apart (J’onn & Cory are the closest- 15 months apart). I’m always open to the Lord’s will in my life for babies, but I kind of have to blame Israel on this one. He refused to nurse past six months. As in- screamed like I was torturing him when I tried to nurse him. It definitely hurt my feelings! 😉 Well, it didn’t take long after I stopped nursing him to make him an older brother.

People ask if I feel like I know what sex it is. All I can say is that I have been “boy sick” rather than “girl sick.” For example, Israel was the first baby since Tristan that I didn’t “know” what I was having when I went in for the 20 week ultrasound. He was either the sickest boy pregnancy or a mildly sick girl pregnancy, but he was in that gray area and I just didn’t know. With this one, I have actually only thrown up once- due to a smell (which I have been very sensitive to), and I did have a stomach virus (which after realizing it was a virus and my morning sickness wasn’t getting worse, I was so thankful!), but eating consistently and the miracle of Zofran keeps the nausea under control. But there is no remedy for the exhaustion. How did Sarah do this at over twice my age??? The OCD in me hopes for a boy only because I have had all my boys in pairs between all the other girls. So keeping up with that pattern makes sense to my brain, but I realize that could be broken any time.

Anyway… Last night, My husband, Adrian & Mike were painting the kitchen and I was sitting at the table watching and talking when I told Adrian that earlier that day, Cory came in and asked me if he looks cooler than Adrian. I said, “Of course,” and he looked rather confused. I immediately modified my answer to, “Well, I mean, Adrian is really cool, but today you look cooler than him.” And he skipped away with a big grin on his face. With this information in hand, we started calling the kids in.

J’onn was first. Adrian asked him, “Who is the coolest guy in this room? Me, Adrian or Mike?”  We explained that there were no right or wrong answers, just his opinion, and after nervously laughing, he pointed to Adrian. Then Adrian asked him who the strongest guy in the room was. He said, “If there was a bad guy in your room downstairs and you had to go in there, which one of us would you take to fight them off?” J’onn then pointed to Mike.

Score: Adrian- 1, Mike- 1, Dad- 0.

Cory was next. When asked who the coolest guy in the room was he quickly replied, “Me.” (like, duh?!) OK. So we then asked who the second coolest guy in the room was and he said, “Mike.” Then we explained the bad guy scenario, and the strong guy Cory would take downstairs would be: Adrian.

Score: Adrian-2, Mike- 2, Dad- 0.

Next was Presley. She tends to be politically correct, and later tried to change her answers with explanations, but we told her that her original answers were the right ones and they were fine. Coolest= Mike. Strongest= Adrian.

Score: Adrian-3, Mike-3, Dad-0.

Eva was asleep so I later asked her the same questions. Her answers: Adrian was the strongest. Mike the coolest. (Coolest defined to a three-year-old as someone you would want to be like.)

Score: Adrian-4, Mike-4, Dad-0.

Dad had to tell the winners last night not to take it personally, but he was going to have to hurt one of them just to prove a point. I think he can live with not being the coolest, but not being the strongest? Not being the one to rescue them from a bad guy? Well that was just too much. But we did get quite the laugh.

So what else…. We had our car stolen off our front lawn before Christmas. We did get it back, but it is in the shop being fixed due to some serious joy riding. The person responsible was a newly released felon who had been picked up for a different infraction at the same time new renters found our Expedition in their backyard as they were moving in. The key fob the thief was carrying, along with Adrian’s boots he was wearing and Adrian’s backpack with his personal items inside connects him to the car. Unfortunately, Adrian had some Christmas gifts he was hiding from me in the car (think Dyson), and some camping equipment that was all sold in the 4 days time he was enjoying our car.

Adrian flew to the Bay Area to pick up my new van/bus. Whatever. It reminds me of a UPS truck. 15 seats plus cargo (9 ft tall, 22 ft long). I am fine driving it, parking it- everything- except the attention it brings. People are always staring and talking to me about it. It’s obvious from their questions they think it is a lot more money that what we paid for it. So that kind of attention makes me uncomfortable, but I am thankful and appreciative… here it is:

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We took our first real family vacation since Tristan’s Make-A-Wish trip 9 years ago. We drove to San Jose for Thanksgiving (nice and comfortably in my new van/ Space Shuttle Transport vehicle). Adrian III flew in from Texas a few days earlier and met us there. We even picked up Hailey, Mike and Shauna from the airport Thanksgiving morning. Friday we drove to Carlsbad- Legoland. The Hotel was just as much fun as the park. I think our favorite thing was riding on the elevators:

The Kids’ Dance Club in the hotel each night was a big hit. The Jester DJ and the pirates and princesses made it a lot of fun. And… if you go… the food at the Bricks restaurant (buffet) is amazing. Free at breakfast (yum!! Oh- and 2 chocolate muffins fit nicely in a coffee to-go cup for later!), expensive at dinner- but worth it. Basically all you can eat prime rib (delicious) and things like that- with a kids’ station, too!

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J’onn was chosen to be in an audience-participation play, which he loved:

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The fact that the rooms are themed (we stayed in pirate rooms) is super fun. Here are some pics of us at the park:

img_0443img_0341img_0357img_0456img_0397img_0392img_0449img_0370img_0493Madeline’s favorite part of the trip- she was communicating with the Jester- it was amazing!

We loved seeing our family (it had been over 12 years since I had been to San Jose)- many of whom we had not seen in 8 years. But the best part of the trip was unplanned. After we were already on the road, we found out that some friends of ours were heading to Pleasanton (about an hour north of our first destination). We ended up meeting up with them in Bend, Oregon for dinner and swimming at the hotel. We also headed home on the same day so we met in Bend once more. That was such a blessing. We love the Pfening family so much!

img_0237They have 3 kids: Christian, Colin and Maggie. Our kids LOVE them! Joe is hilarious, and people confuse Allie and I all the time. (Two blonde Allies the same age, same church… It’s a lot of fun.) We actually do have a lot in common, and the fellowship with them is always a blessing. Actually, we just went to the Wandering Table restaurant with them- what a treat! This is what awaited Adrian upon our arrival:

img_0800How Joe talked McDonald’s into letting him borrow a tray is beyond me. But Joe and Allie treated us to a Chef’s Special- where you get course after course of the Chef’s choice. That was amazing. In fact, it’s in my top 5 best food experiences! (Del Monicos, The Cut, Capitol Grill, Churchills & this night!) Our meal consisted of: (Yes, I wrote this down to remember!) Bacon Maple Deviled eggs (OMG!) and a citrus salad for Adrian (who said he wouldn’t eat mayo or fish), a yummy quinoa salad (first quinoa I have liked) A Meat, Cheese, Crackers tray with pickled jalapeños, olives, garlic, candied walnuts on it, Halibut with pear sauce and blueberries (pork belly for Adrian), Steak Tartare (I skipped that one being pregnant), Flank steak with cheese topped potatoes, roasted half quails (I tried it, but it looked like a baby, so while it tasted good, I mentally couldn’t do it and Adrian finished mine), Basalmic Braised Spare Ribs followed by a dessert tray with Applewood Creme Brûlée, Purple (Huckleberry? Blueberry?) Coconut ice cream, brownies topped with iced milk, apple slices with caramel drizzled on top, and cinnamon covered donut balls on a pumpkin spread. It was a fabulous four hours, time always flies with Joe and Allie, and we loved it.

We went to the American Childhood Cancer Christmas party and J’onn brought the house down singing his all-time favorite song. The college kids he’d been befriending were screaming his name- it was fun. (Worth watching until the end):

After this song, I Gotta Feeling (Black Eyed Peas) started and the MC just handed J’onn the microphone and walked away. (Here’s a small clip of that):

Then we had a nice Christmas: we went to church, came home and opened gifts. The kids’ main gifts this year was Legoland. I did, however, do some awesome “stockings” in pillowcase -like  Christmas bags with drawstrings- which is how I think we’ll continue Christmas- no wrapping!!! Eva did ask after EACH item she pulled out of her bag, “Is this mine?” From each little Playdoh to her Superhero Girl dolls. “Is this mine?” “Yes, Everything in that bag is yours! Yes, yes, yes!” But it was fun.

Ok, well I’m almost a month late taking Adrian III to his birthday lunch, and he is on his way home from the test so I have to go. Maybe we’ll talk soon! Happy 2017 to all!

 

 

Family Fun

So last time I mentioned that Eva likes to yell at airplanes flying above to come and get her. It’s only gotten worse. Yesterday it was a helicopter and she screamed at the top of her lungs, “Come and get me!” Just kinda wondering what she needs rescued from….

She loves the hymn Jesus Paid it All sung by Kings Kaleidoscope. At the end of the song they repeat over and over: “O Praise the One who paid my debt, and raised this life up from the dead.” That’s her favorite part. I couldn’t figure out why she calls it the “Take care of my Dad” song- until I heard her singing: “Oh Praise the One who pays my Dad…”

She just turned three. This morning I asked her how old she is. She answered,”7.” I started tickling her to get the right answer. “49!” So really she’s just a math genius, whose next answer would probably have been 2401. (And MAYBE I used a calculator to multiply 49×49…MAYBE.)

Israel is getting so big. No, really… SO BIG. He only nurses at night- little stinker- so if he does want to eat, which I recognize by his restlessness, I gladly feed him. The other night, every time he wanted to eat, he growled like a bear. EVERY TIME- which happened to be many more times than usual. And not like a cute little bear cub. LIKE A FULL GROWN GRIZZLY FIGHTING FOR A DEER CARCASS! Lovely. That’s what I’ve been reduced to, a carcass for food that he growls over. So male.

Madeline was watching the Wiggles the other day. Captain Feathersword was singing with some pirates and she asked me, “WhaDah?”I told her, “It’s a pirate. Say Pirate.” She said “Papawanna.” I laughed and said, “Papawanna?! Goosey, you’re so funny!” She said, in typical 14 year old fashion, “Maaawwwmmmm!” It was so cute.

Wanting some Corn on the Cob for dinner, and Clara being in charge of side dishes, I told her to go get the corn cooking. Her reply? “Aw shucks.” Yes that really happened.

She was telling me some Batman jokes the other day. Funny in a twisted sort of way. But that also describes her, so here they are:

What did one orphan say to the other orphan?

Robin, get in the Batmobile!

Riddler was talking to Batman and said: What do you call something with several holes in it in an alley?

Batman: (Sobbing) My parents!

Riddler: NO- I’m sorry! A Bowling Ball!!!

Still makes me laugh.

Everyone has been asking me how Hailey & Mike’s honeymoon went. Which is so sweet that they are interested, but really… what do you want me to say? “They had a great time! I mean they REALLY enjoyed it.” Or, “It rained a lot (true), so they stayed indoors…and still had a REALLY good time” ? Just wondering. Um…”They enjoyed walking around Whitefish.” Yes. I know that to be true. She told me the God is so good and faithful, and I then I asked her to stop, that I have no need for any further details. You’re welcome, Mike.

Hailey has been addicted to Famous Dave’s pickle chips, which started on her honeymoon when she took Mike to Famous Dave’s (his type of restaurant). She texted me the other day and said they taste great on a PB & J sandwich. I texted back: “Gross. Take a pregnancy test.” Her reply: “NO!NO!NO!” So besides the fact that she’s NOT pregnant, I’m pretty sure it’s not on their to-do list any time soon.

Adrian left for Texas early Monday after the wedding. He is finishing up Diving and is starting EMT (Emergency Medical Technician) training in a week or so. The boys really loved having him back even though it was only for a few days. They got some of their wrestling out of them. Shauna also loved having him back, but hopefully not for the same reason.

We had our annual day at my cousin’s place on Priest lake recently. Rockie & Dave are always so enjoyable to be around. Lunch time came and they were making sandwiches when Cory said- “That’s not Dave’s bread.” (OMG- Really?!) Due to HORROR, the rest is a little jumbled in my mind, but I picture it happening like this: I said “Yes, it is,” and Rockie said, “This is Dave,” and Dave continued, “And this is my bread.” Problem solved.

Just after that visit, we had our first Ray family reunion. It was so great to see everyone. It was held at my Uncle Mark’s mansion with an indoor pool with several glass sliding doors that opened to the outside where there were multiple inflatable bouncy castles and slides, snow cones, and all kinds of fun. So when I told Clara to grab a floatie for Eva to swim with (we have 7 or 8 around here), she grabbed a pink one that has white duct tape around the back of one of the arms. Yup, every family has a little trash.

IMG_1177Eva without the Duct Tape Floatie on, eating a snow cone out of a McDonald’s cup- what else!

FullSizeRender (8)All the Corys at the Reunion: My Dad, Son, Brother, his son, and Rockie’s daughter.

A few days after that, Rockie and family were headed to a “Breakfast” for her engaged son, Nick, and his fiancee, Claire (and her family who came to town). This is what they saw when they arrived:

IMG_1184 I told Hailey she really dropped the ball on this one. What an ingenious idea.

A few days after that…our neighbor graciously invited us to swim at her house. When finding out we were going swimming, Eva said excitedly, “At Uncle Mark’s house!”  I’m pretty sure she’s ruined for life.

While at the family reunion, I told Clara to walk around and take some pics. I meant pics of ALL THE PEOPLE I RARELY EVER GET TO SEE! This is the one pic I got with someone in it:

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The rest looked something like this:

 

REALLY? *Sigh*

So Presley insisted that Eva sleep with her the other night. We gladly accepted her offer. Even though she’s in a toddler bed in our room, by morning she’s usually snuggling with her dad. When Presley brought her up in the morning, she looked haggard. She said, “Well I hope at least YOU got some sleep.” How many moms have said that before? She gets it.

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(I took these pics about a year ago. One right before bed when I told her I liked her ringlets. The other, when she woke up in the morning- those ringlets had…transformed. )

I took J’onn to the Eye Dr. the other day to get his glasses fixed. He was wearing his spares (perfect condition) and the band on the ends wouldn’t come off for the assistant to size them. I said, “Here, I’ll take the band off the back…woah, that’s on tight…” And then we hear a “SNAP!” Yup, I broke the back-ups. Thankfully the ones that were broken when we first arrived were just missing a screw so they fixed those and ordered a new pair. Nice job, mom.

As a side note: Signs of the Times anyone? I highly suggest watching Amir Tsarfati speaking at JD’s church. Click Here to Watch

Until next time, enjoy the rest of your summer!

 

 

“Come and get me!”

Well, I do have a few tidbits to relate to you. I hope you enjoy them!

Eva has gone from fearful to jumpy whenever a loud airplane flies overhead. Today we were on the front porch and I heard a plane so before she could get scared I said, “Look, Eva, a plane!” She looked up and yelled, “Come and get me!” Okayyy. At least it wasn’t a UFO.

We are in the midst of wedding planning- 32 days and counting. Seeing all the packages arriving in the mail, all the talk about chocolate fountains and pretty dresses, Eva was intrigued, but just didn’t understand what was going on. So, seeing that her third birthday is three days after the wedding, I told her it was for her birthday party. So, every day for weeks now, she excitedly tells people that she’s going to have a chocolate mountain at her birthday party and we can all wear dresses and go on the bouncy castle. (Yes, there’ll be a Frozen bouncy castle at the reception Eva’s party.)

So I warned Mike that he’s blog fodder now, and he gave me a good one. You know when you are saying something (over and over) and it’s just the wrong word, but you don’t realize it? Well Hailey and Mike were talking about the suspenders for the groomsmen and how he thinks they look really good. The only problem- he wasn’t saying suspenders, he was saying overalls. Hailey just couldn’t figure out why he was wanting to wear overalls! True, the wedding theme is rustic, but that’s a little too far!

I turned 42 last month. It was fun and I got great stuff from most of my kids. Clara however…. I took the tissue paper out of my bag to reveal a bunch of fun stuff. I was so excited that there were 2 candles that I like and was surprised she found them because they are often out of stock.I later found out she took them from my closet. Huge bummer. Way to shop, dear.

Eva, again. I was on my knees and elbows talking to Israel and she climbed on my back and yelled, “Go, pig!” “Ummm…no,” I said. She replied, “Go horse?” Yup…. Still a no. I felt a lot better after she climbed on Adrian’s back and said the same thing.

I let her put on some lipstick, and she does that by pursing her lips so she’s actually coloring the skin around them rather than puckering to color her actual lips. Adrian saw the result and was wiping some lipstick off her cheek. She was not happy he was doing this, so he was explaining why he was “helping” her. As soon as he finished, she turned to me and said, “Mom, dad talk too much.” I couldn’t agree more.