My boys have found the power of joining together as a united force against their mother. My life is forever changed. Any tips at dissolving this kind of team work? I know. Be consistent and discipline… but I wondered if anyone who had encountered this before had any creative ideas of ways to handle it.

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IT’S A GIRL!!!!!!!!

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unknown.jpgIt’s official now.  I was surprised this time had not come sooner with the way my boys play… but it finally came.  Owen Broke his arm.  Of course he was doing something he had been told not to do and I did not notice because I was on the computer.  He went into the nearby closet and climbed the suitcases.  He fell.  Apparently hard.

If you know Owen, you know he is a dramatic kid.  I thought nothing of the dramatic scene he created in recovery.  Until it didn’t stop.  Finally he calmed down in his daddy’s arms and fell asleep.  He awoke screaming because he moved his arm!  We knew then something was probably wrong.

I dropped he and Jeff off at Children’s Hospital urgent care and they were so wonderful to Owen.  He got a great book and a blue Popsicle.  The x-ray showed a break just below his elbow and they said his wrist was probably strained because of its swelling.   He had to get a soft cast so there would be give for the excessive swelling but we have to treat it as a hard one.  Poor little guy is left handed and it is his left arm!  He loves to draw and practice letters so that’s a bummer.

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We made a decision.  I can not really even explain how we got there cause it would make no sense… all I know is I have so much peace about it.  Just like I had peace about sending Owen to the preschool he went to this year.  I have always prayed that God would guide my steps every year of education for the kids.  I’m open to whatever he has, I just want to always be aware of what it is.

So a couple nights ago we decided.  Owen will do pre-K at home next year.  I’m really excited.  I feel so much peace about it! I have no idea what we will do for Kindergarten, but I don’t need to.  I’m just excited to get my toes wet with preschool and see how it goes!

I have asked some of my friends already, but I’m all for recommendations on PreK curriculum.  Most people piece things together or do without a set curriculum, but I’m pretty type-A and insecure about my ability so I think I’m going to need something to go by.

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bigstockphoto_toys_in_bins_1905239.jpgLately I have been lamenting toys. Toys everywhere. Toys all over the basement one hour after I finally cleaned it. Toys being tripped over on my way up to comfort a crying 2 year old upstairs in the middle of the night. Toys in unsuspecting odd places. Don’t get me wrong. I pick up the toys. I coach my children into picking up toys. I enlist my husband in picking up toys. But the toys, they are always finding there way out, everywhere.

Tonight as I was kicking some aside to form a non-dangerous path toward the stairs, I was about to complain… Then it hit me. These sweet little boys won’t care about these toys long. In fact there will be a season, not far away where I won’t have to worry about another plastic toy laying around. Will I miss it?

These are little signs of their activity. Their enjoyment. Their fun. 2 little brothers playing together, using their imagination together. Someday they will not care about those toys. They’ll be busy with other things. I almost cried.

So for now, I’ll pick toys up. Again.

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If you haven’t heard of Baby-how.com head over there right now. A reader wrote me about it and I was really impressed with how easy to navigate it was, how clean and simple, but useful. It is a site that would come in handy most for those of you that don’t have a lot of mommy peers in real life. It is somewhere you can go to ask your questions and also put in your own 2 cents.

Check it out.

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We are in beautiful winter Florida and my oldest has come up with a case of pink eye!  No fun.  Praying it doesn’t spread to the rest.

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As mom’s we are plagued with guilt aren’t we? If it is not one thing it will be sure to be another. For instance. I don’t have a lot of guilt about my children’s sleep habits, they are pretty good. BUT ask me about most other areas, and I have guilt. I will probably disclaimer or try to explain. But the truth is… there is intense shame under the surface.

So here goes. A confessional for me with absolutely NO disclaimer.  NO explanation, NO excuses.

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I can’t believe little lukie is 2 today! Now I officially have a 2 year old and a 3 year old.

Lukas’s personality has been turning out to be so unique. His focus is that of a grown up at times and he seems to be studying all the time. He loves to make silly faces that make us laugh. He is so easy going and laid back until something really rubs him the wrong way. THEN a temper comes out the size I have never seen on a child so small! Jeff and I have to be careful not to cater to it too much because his scream just wants you to jump up and do whatever to make it stop.

He definitely is extroverted. Everywhere we go he often says hi to people as they pass by. Depending on his mood his smiles are generous.

He loves his big brother and has also learned to fight back when Owen does something unfair to him. Sometimes it is hard to know when to intervene and when to let it go and have them work it out.

We love Lukie so much and can’t imagine our lives with out him. And to think, he was such a surprise. Thanks God. :)

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On way back from hilton head vacation this week.

Me: Wow look at this fog. this bridge looks like it’s going up into heaven. Look Owen we are driving to heaven!

Owen: I don’t want to go to heaven.

Me: (gasp) What? Why not?

Owen: I want to go to the Hotelllllllllllll! (trailing whine)

Me: Oh honey, heaven is much nicer than the hotel.

Funny, a 3-year-olds perspective. Maybe it is light-shedding. Remember being younger, (some of you,) and thinking, “I don’t want to go to heaven until after I get married and have kids…” Or “I want to be a (fill in the blank) before I go to heaven.”

God has to be up in heaven hearing that and giggling at what we think would be a “must reach destination” before heaven.

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