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It’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.

Love. The Apostle Paul already wrote on Love in the Bible better than I possibly ever could. It sums up the entire concept. In his words, “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.”

Love is patient with my children when they aren’t responding fast enough.

Love is kind even when I’m in a bad mood.

Love does not envy. Envy is a destroyer of friendship. I have seen it happen. I commit to not envying my friends but rather be happy for their good things.

Love does not boast. Applying this is a little more tricky for me. I suppose it means I view accomplishments humbly and do not boast about them.

Love is not proud. Pride is all about oneself. Pride is selfish. Pride is the root of all sin because it says, “I can be like God.” Pride definitely destroys relationships. Not being proud means saying I’m sorry when I wrong my husband or kids.

Love does not dishonor others. That means love honors others. Not repeating things people are ashamed of. (Especially your husband!) Sometimes honoring someone and possibly their wishes means doing something you don’t want to do. There are so many ways to honor others.

Love is not self-seeking. The flip-side on this one is it is other-seeking. Not thinking what I can do for myself in a relationship but what I can do for others. This means when I’m with a group of girlfriends and can’t get a word in, that I love that I can sit there and listen to them. I don’t have to butt in the conversation.

Love is not easily angered. For me, this really comes back to my children and husband and being patient. Giving the benefit of the doubt to those I love most. The people you know most seem to be the easiest to not give slack to for some reason.

Love keeps no record of wrongs. This means not bringing up something my husband may have done years ago. Letting it go, forgiving.

Love does not delight in evil. For me this would be gossip. Not being anxious to talk about someone. In a sermon my brother once preached he called gossip the “devil’s intimacy”. If I find I have a relationship that seems based on talking about someone else I realize that we don’t have a true bond. It is interesting to see what happens to those relationships when you determine not to do that anymore. Is anything left?

Love rejoices with the truth. This is speaking truth at all times to those I love. When they are hurt or depressed speaking truth into their life can be a fresh breath. Obviously this applies at home too!

Love always protects. This means when I love someone, even when they are doing something wrong, protecting them by not telling others about it. I know that this will come in handy with my children when they are teenagers. Not that there isn’t a time to share with someone close and prayer, but not to just air it out in your general atmosphere. I have been unprotective before and it is a bad feeling left in your mouth when you realize what you have done has hurt someone.

Love always trusts. This can be a hard one. Especially when we know their are legitimate reasons not to. I feel blessed to have a husband who I am not suspicious of, but the fact is not everyone is in that positions… so I’m not sure how to apply this one.

Love always hopes. Hope sees the bright side and believes it can be. Having hope in love doesn’t say… “things will always be like this, I can’t take it!” but hoping and praying always for more.

Love always perseveres. This means also that we don’t give up. Even when things are so tough. It’s that “sickness and in health, richer or poorer” part of the marriage vows. Persevere through good and bad.

And lastly, LOVE NEVER FAILS.

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Written for Skribbit’s February Write Away Contest.

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.

I was just tagged by Stacey for this MEME and because it is Christmas related and I have little content to give you I thought I’d do it!

These are the rules (some of which I will just barely squeak around).

1. List 12 random things about yourself that have to do with Christmas
2. Please refer to it as a ‘hoopla’ and not the dreaded ‘m’-word
3. You have to specifically tag people when you’re done. None of this “if you’re reading this, consider yourself tagged” stuff is allowed…then nobody ends up actually doing it. The number of people who you tag is really up to you — but the more, the merrier to get this ‘hoopla’ circulating through the blogosphere.
4. Please try and do it as quickly as possible. The Christmas season will be over before we know it and I’d like to get as many people involved as possible.
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I’m so grateful for my children. I’m finding with this third pregnancy that I am excited more than ever. Kind of ironic when you consider that I have a 3 year old and a 1 year old to nurture while feeling sick from this pregnancy. However, the fact that I’m so deeply in love with those little guys only adds to the excitement knowing there will be a 3rd little one added to our family that we will love just as much. We are so thrilled that the love in our hearts will be growing even more and that Owen and Lukas will have yet another sibling to have as a friend forever.

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Written for the November 2007 Mamablogga group writing project.

Apparently the kids have been having a blast with their mimi and papa.

 

 

 

Last Thursday Owen had what they call at his preschool, a “book parade”. His book was on Noah’s Ark so his whole class had to dress up like animals. They paraded around in a circle and up on to the stage and sang their song. His was that one we learned in Sunday School when we were little, you know…

The Lord…. Told Noah…. To build him and arky arky…

I absolutely could not wait for that precious frog to get on stage so I could revel in his first ever school song performance! He walked up with his class, lined up… and then slight pushing battles began. He and a few of the other boys were all rallying for a front row spot. In the end the assistant had to pull one of the boys (a cow) backward back into line and this pushed Owen behind the line.

Yes, folks…. My little guy… the one I adored… I could not see. I’m told he was just looking around anyway. But I MISSED IT! A first. To make it worse. This week I am missing the first field trip. This also does not seem to be a big deal to the other mothers… but it is killing me. I guess I will have other opportunities to be a “room mom”. Right?

I love Lukie’s age so much. I wish I could freeze him. This may be due to the fact that I birthed and nursed a newborn when Owen was this age. I find that time so fuzzy. It may be due to the fact that the reality of his growing up so quickly is staring me in the face. The fact that his face keeps changing causing me to confront the disappearance of his babyhood melts me. All those things considered, the thing that hits me the most, the thing that tugs at my heart strings, when anything goes wrong, he always comes running back.

I’m still important to him. Is that selfish? I mean the world to him right now and I love that. I love his tiny arms around my neck seeking consolation of any kind. I love his craving for my comfort. When he’s close I still smell baby. I know that smell is fading, quickly.

He just decided he wanted a big boy bed. It’s early for that. We did it anyway. He has gone “potty” on the toilet 5 times at his own request. He goes into nursery at church with out a fear. Awe. I love these baby years. They go far too fast.

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Written for the October Mama Blogga Group Writing Project.

My Bible Study thought that this would be a great night to take our families to Chuck E Cheese’s. BOY! What a different experience as a parent than a child! JJ and I pretty much vowed to never set foot in Chuck E Cheese’s again until both children are in Kindergarten.

Owen loved it and for the most part stayed manageable. He and his dad played a lot of games and his only melt down came upon departure.

Lukas. Oh wow. Lukas loved it. The independent child with a bionic will. His determination gives him has the strength of 10 grown men. He would not eat. He would walk away and not turn back once. This experience probably ranks among his worst behavior. Needless to say, I’m glad it is well past bed-time. Please Note, that in the picture above you are not witnessing a sleeping child, but rather, a child in rapid motion trying to get away.

Chuck E Cheese’s is not for Toddlers

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