Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Childrens Church
I take kids 5 and under into the fellowship hall for the sermon on Sundays. The Sunday after Christmas is insane! The 6 children were constantly talking and fighting but out of that zoo...
~A Funny~
Jonah Kerr: Abbie, you are the oldest, you go first.
Me: Jonah, you are 6 weeks older than Abbie.
Jonah: But she is taller.
Me: It's just because her parents are taller than your parents. You may be taller than her when you are a grown up.
Jonah: Really?
Me: Yeah, you will probably be as tall as your daddy.
Jonah: Really?
Me: Yeah.
Jonah: Will I be as fat?
Abbie: All grown ups get fat.
~A Funny~
Jonah Kerr: Abbie, you are the oldest, you go first.
Me: Jonah, you are 6 weeks older than Abbie.
Jonah: But she is taller.
Me: It's just because her parents are taller than your parents. You may be taller than her when you are a grown up.
Jonah: Really?
Me: Yeah, you will probably be as tall as your daddy.
Jonah: Really?
Me: Yeah.
Jonah: Will I be as fat?
Abbie: All grown ups get fat.
Christmas Eve
This is my comment to a post from another blog who disagreed with glow sticks given to kids at a Christmas eve service and got flack for it:
We handed out glow sticks to all the kids at church. My husband is the pastor and we FIRMLY believe in "Suffer the children to come to ME"
What do you do when your first child is born? Are you quiet? After all the screaming and hard work, the new mom weeps loudly with tears of joy. The father dances like a leprechaun and shouts for joy. Everyone involved is not quiet. Not even the baby!
So having 10 kids dancing in front of the alter (At a baptist church) with glow sticks singing Christmas hymns at the top of their lungs, celebrating THE birth of a first born son is incredibly appropriate!!!
We handed out glow sticks to all the kids at church. My husband is the pastor and we FIRMLY believe in "Suffer the children to come to ME"
What do you do when your first child is born? Are you quiet? After all the screaming and hard work, the new mom weeps loudly with tears of joy. The father dances like a leprechaun and shouts for joy. Everyone involved is not quiet. Not even the baby!
So having 10 kids dancing in front of the alter (At a baptist church) with glow sticks singing Christmas hymns at the top of their lungs, celebrating THE birth of a first born son is incredibly appropriate!!!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
We are SOOOO homeschooling!
Last week we took Abbie out of public school because of MANY reasons... Fighting, kissing and meth on the playground. Yes, she is a Kindergartner!
So for President elect Obama to "change" the school situations, he has chosen the Chicago Superintendent of schools to head up our education reform... HOLY CRAP! Our government is now being run by Chicago politicians. Does anyone else see a problem with this?
So for President elect Obama to "change" the school situations, he has chosen the Chicago Superintendent of schools to head up our education reform... HOLY CRAP! Our government is now being run by Chicago politicians. Does anyone else see a problem with this?
Thursday, December 11, 2008
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Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Friday, November 07, 2008
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Fall
I love fall.
I love the colors.
I love the cool weather.
I love the absence of mosquitoes!
I love baking!
I love soups!
I love walking with John in the back pack and Amie pointing out every word she knows! (Leaf, leaf, stick, car, truck, leaf, leaf, wet, stop (stop sign), leaf, leaf, leaf.)
Right now it is snowing... so our walk consisted of new words: mama snow! C'mon mama snow! Eat yum! Snow mama snow! Boot! Snow! C'mon mama! Snow!
We walked so long, John fell asleep and started snoring. He tilted to his left and now my left shoulder is toast! But I have lots of lovely memories of Amie's first snow that she will actually remember.
I love the colors.
I love the cool weather.
I love the absence of mosquitoes!
I love baking!
I love soups!
I love walking with John in the back pack and Amie pointing out every word she knows! (Leaf, leaf, stick, car, truck, leaf, leaf, wet, stop (stop sign), leaf, leaf, leaf.)
Right now it is snowing... so our walk consisted of new words: mama snow! C'mon mama snow! Eat yum! Snow mama snow! Boot! Snow! C'mon mama! Snow!
We walked so long, John fell asleep and started snoring. He tilted to his left and now my left shoulder is toast! But I have lots of lovely memories of Amie's first snow that she will actually remember.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Breaking the silence... going political
I hate politics and I am in hiding... but:
I am not Catholic... but the video is still worth watching!
I am not Catholic... but the video is still worth watching!
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Monday, October 06, 2008
Happy Birthday
Ok... so it isn't a birthday really... but a friend of mine from college is celebrating the 1 year anniversary of starting her blog. She has an amazing story. Check her out here. She is hosting a give away. So go sign up!
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Differences
I know my children are all different. But the differences between Maggie and Abbie are night and day. After asking Maggie, "How was school?" or "What did you do today?" you get the minimal answer. Ask the same question of Abbie...
Today I was informed the letter of the day was "H" and the word "shut" should be spelled with an "o" instead of a "u". There was also some comments about playing with a house at choice time and then playing something else when someone wanted the house she was playing with. She also detailed how many minutes she played at each station and the entire contents of her hot lunch... including condiments and spork. She also informed me how she ate said lunch and which condiments she used and blended to make it taste good.
Today I was informed the letter of the day was "H" and the word "shut" should be spelled with an "o" instead of a "u". There was also some comments about playing with a house at choice time and then playing something else when someone wanted the house she was playing with. She also detailed how many minutes she played at each station and the entire contents of her hot lunch... including condiments and spork. She also informed me how she ate said lunch and which condiments she used and blended to make it taste good.
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Anniversary
Happy Anniversary!!!
Ok... maybe not. I am awake on September 7th at 2 am because this is when I watched my house burn down. Ok... maybe it wasn't MY house. But it was the closest thing I had to a home at the time.
The word "Insurance" makes me want to vomit. They drag their feet and we struggle. They want to stop paying for our rent... they withhold information about extra available money. I hate them. Unfortunately this is a company designed to work with churches... so they have policies in place to give churches the minimum amount possible? I try to remind myself to pray for them... so far it isn't working.
I try to remind myself that we just lost "things" that have no real worth. But the sentimental loss is still devastating. I will never show my girls my wedding dress. I will never again hold the teddy bear my mom purchased when she found out she was pregnant. The last quilt my great-grandma made (Out of her own dresses from the 50's) can never be replaced. The crib I placed my 3 oldest babies in is gone. My emotional security is gone.
We live in constant fear. Electrical issues, smoke, alarms, fire engines, sirens... they send us into a panic attack. Will I ever feel safe?
Even if we are able to rebuild, I doubt I would ever be able to live there. The constant fear and mourning would be too much.
Most days I wish we could go... but God has determined otherwise. Anyone stating that my relationship with God must be lacking will be harmed! If I didn't trust God has a purpose for this mess... I wouldn't be here. With my altered state... I wonder if I am really here.
I hope that someday Maggie and Abbie forget about "The house with the stairs" because they regularly state that they miss it. They remember the toys that they lost. They remember not having shoes to go to school. It just reminds me how hard it has been... not just over the last year, but since we followed God's call to come here. It has been 3 years 3 months since we took this call and we have been constantly tested.
Please pray for us, because I am sure that these trials aren't over.
Ok... maybe not. I am awake on September 7th at 2 am because this is when I watched my house burn down. Ok... maybe it wasn't MY house. But it was the closest thing I had to a home at the time.
The word "Insurance" makes me want to vomit. They drag their feet and we struggle. They want to stop paying for our rent... they withhold information about extra available money. I hate them. Unfortunately this is a company designed to work with churches... so they have policies in place to give churches the minimum amount possible? I try to remind myself to pray for them... so far it isn't working.
I try to remind myself that we just lost "things" that have no real worth. But the sentimental loss is still devastating. I will never show my girls my wedding dress. I will never again hold the teddy bear my mom purchased when she found out she was pregnant. The last quilt my great-grandma made (Out of her own dresses from the 50's) can never be replaced. The crib I placed my 3 oldest babies in is gone. My emotional security is gone.
We live in constant fear. Electrical issues, smoke, alarms, fire engines, sirens... they send us into a panic attack. Will I ever feel safe?
Even if we are able to rebuild, I doubt I would ever be able to live there. The constant fear and mourning would be too much.
Most days I wish we could go... but God has determined otherwise. Anyone stating that my relationship with God must be lacking will be harmed! If I didn't trust God has a purpose for this mess... I wouldn't be here. With my altered state... I wonder if I am really here.
I hope that someday Maggie and Abbie forget about "The house with the stairs" because they regularly state that they miss it. They remember the toys that they lost. They remember not having shoes to go to school. It just reminds me how hard it has been... not just over the last year, but since we followed God's call to come here. It has been 3 years 3 months since we took this call and we have been constantly tested.
Please pray for us, because I am sure that these trials aren't over.
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