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I put the kids in school last year.
I know.
Don’t bad mommy me.
It was a VERY hard decision to make.
I was writing my own curriculum for 3 schoolagers.
In 3 different grades.
And a preschooler.
I was pregnant.
And very TiReD.
I was chasing a very active toddler
And an extremely hyper preschooler.
There was SO much going on at the time ~ you have NO idea what we went through the past 14 months ~ and
I. Just. Couldn’t. Do. It.
I admit it.
I am not *Supermom.
So I prayed and I prayed because I couldn’t just hand my little *things over to the Fla public schools.
That would have been the equivalent of throwing them into the *Lions Den.
And yes, I know Daniel made it out just fine.…
but it’s not like his mom is the one who tossed him in there!
So I was led to a charter school. Actually a Montessori Academy which fit them perfectly coming from a fairly laid back and self directed homeschooling enviroment.
It’ technically a public school, BUT because it’s a charter school it’s run like a private school.
Which we could NEVER afford with 6 kiddos.
There are only 16 (or less) kids in each class.
And,
imagine my shock (and joy) when I found out they actually PRAY *in school.
Yes they do.
But I still felt really really guilty.
Like maybe,
just maybe,
I had failed.
My children.
And my God.
And that I was definently not the *good mommy that I thought I was.
And that I try SO hard to be.
Then I read this book, about the life of Paul.
How EVERY detail of his life
(his birthright, his citizenship, his parents sending him to study under Gamaliel)
was specifically planned the way it was for him to fulfill his purpose.
And I realized that it was OK if *I wasn’t the one who taught my children math. Or science. Or geography.
Because *I am still teaching them the most important things of all.
I spent like an hour organizing my email today. I’m not sure why. & I think there just might be something really really wrong with that. But maybe God gives points for neat inboxes. And it’s not as *pointless as it sounds;)
It was driving me insane. Everything gets sent there.
I was looking for something from someone in my family & I couldn’t find it.
So I made folders. And filed it all neatly away.
And no, I don’t think that’s OCD at all.
I think I just figured out why I blog Becca. I spend so much of my life running around trying to be perfect. That’s likely to happen don’t ya think? But here, no one expects anything from me so I don’t have to be. Hmm..lucky you. All that leftover imperfectness that you’re getting 
That revelation leads me to the following question. Why do you come here?
Do you know how informative the internet can be? It’s definently helped me with my identity issues. The ones that I didn’t know I had to begin with. For example, I found out the other day that I’m an invisible dead person who looks like Ludacris. That’s always good to hear.
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Which Princess Bride Character are You?
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- Okay, I’m officially jealous. Not only did you steal Buttercup, you’re also an incredibly cool name definition. Lucky!!!
- 1. I organize my inbox the same way! You mean everyone doesn’t do that?
2. I’m glad we get you just being you and not trying to be perfect.
3. I come here because you tell bits of your life with great humor and you share my love for lists.
4. Invisible? Wow!
5. Buttercup – Lucky!
6. I’m still not getting the whole Ludacris thing – makes no sense at all. (at least he’s the lowest %)
7. I have no clue what emo is – am I a total loser?
8. Therapy? I think you take care of your own just fine. - P.S. I tried to rate your blog on your mom blogs rate link but it came up with a message that said ‘link not found’. Just thought you’d want to know.
- Heh…I’m defined as someone remembered as being constantly high. Not just high every once in awhile. No. Constantly.
This is good news for someone who is as pure and untarnished as myself.
Glad our paths have crossed, Luda…
- I come here because you are just plain use-super-mom-powers-not-to-pee-my-pants FUNNY! Is it bad that you and my other commenters are sometimes WAY funnier than my post itself? Well, thats why I come here
cause my comments aren’t enough! I need more comedy! So I come here and to my other bloggy friends. SO, I say thank you for comedy girl, I NEED IT!
- Where is your Wordless Wednesday?!
Bridget
- Wow, aren’t those darn quizzes addicting. You just can’t take one. One turns into ten ;0) The ludacris thing is hilarious…that my heritage thing is full of mud…it told me I looked like Jessica Biel..come on ;0)
- Ludicris! thass Hilarious!!
Yer in darn Fine Co. tho with Petra + Celina!!
Rock On!
) Peace*
I just don’t get that. It should SO be
‘ You’ve been lying in that bed now get up & make it yourself!’
It just doesn’t make sense the other way. WHY would you lay down in a bed that you JUST made? What’s the point of makin it? If I were going to (& I totally would if I could) get right back in my bed a few minutes after I get out of it…do you really think I would go through all that trouble to make it first place???? Cause it’s just so hard. Or maybe I’m just that lazy.
Sorry for ranting. Apparently I have cliche issues. I think I’m over them now.
Okay Brit. Forgive me. I didn’t mean to leave you hangin on the Bruce Almighty thing. I really … don’t know where I was going with that. You know that part where he’s on the bridge…and he says ‘Smite me Almighty Smiter’. It just randomly popped into my head when I was thinking about , well, I don’t even remember exactly what I was thinking about. But it made me laugh. And then I thought “Maybe I shouldn’t say that cause it might offend somebody”.
OH I remember what I was thinking. I was in the middle of realizing that I have pretty much been a snotty bitch my whole life. SO I’m working on changing that. And if you happen to be reading this, and that does offend you… well, just think how much it offended me! I was shocked! shocked! to realize that. That’s one of the fun things about the Truth. It ain’t always pretty. And you usually don’t want to admit it. But there it is. For whatever it’s worth.
- 1. You’re better than I – the only time my bed gets made is when I put fresh sheets on.
2. Love the movie Bruce Almighty – great stuff.
3. I’m sure I’ve got ya beat in the snotty bitch category. Don’t feel bad. - You are totally [hehe] standing next to me !
Anywho … that was like … not what i expected …. :]
- You mean y’all MAKE yer BEDS? and GIRLIE! I cannot, cannot picture you as that snotty B-word~NO WAY!
I REALLY, REALLY have enjoyed your comments~that long one was RIGHT ON, and we are surely kindred spirits! Come on and move on across the street from me, ‘kay? Ya wouldn’t be able to get rid of me! LOL! (((((HUGS))))) sandi
- OH! and I LOVE being your Bloggy Peep! LOL! (((((HUGS))))) sandi
- Hey girl. I know what you mean. What’s up with that bed making stuff? I don’t even bother anymore! I hate making my bed. Oh well. LOL!
I’m not very easily offended; been there, been and DONE that! It’s good when we can ADMIT our faults instead of sitting on a high horse acting like we’re “all that” ya know? I appreciate your honesty. Apparently you appreciate mine too! LOL!
- My bed only gets made when I have company over…always too busy just getting the really important things done to get back to it.
The thing I liked most about Bruce Almighty was what they said about God essentially lending a hand when we need it instead of sending out billions of “miracles”. It implies that when we run across someone in need and we help them, we become the miracle, the hand of God.
- MADE YOUR BED? I think I did that once in 1974 or thereabouts ! And that snotty bitch part? Vive le snotty bitch–HAHAHA! That would probably be why I felt so compelled to comment to you, cause I’m a snotty bitch, too! And unapologetic about it. The nice thing about being “older” is that you get to care less and less about offending people. They’ll get over it. Or not. Whatever. Just my opinion but, however you are at any given time? That’s just FINE! Also wanted to say thanks for the support last week; it made a difference for me!
- It’s reassuring to know that no one else makes their bed around here. Although it’s been difficult to train my kids to make theirs, considering that they rarely see Mommy and Daddy’s bed made.
I won’t say anything about the snotty bitch reference, because a guy can only get in trouble from getting into that discussion.
- I’ve been known to make my bed mere seconds before climbing in at night because it used to bother me to sleep in a bed that hadn’t been made. Now, however, I can’t recall the last time the bed has been made. It looks, actually, like a stopping off point for transients.
And I’m inclined to go there now!
- I don’t know WHY I wanted to come and tell you this, but I did. My eyes are literally BUGGING OUT from transferring my blog~and I’m still not done! WHY is this important to me? LOL! (((((HUGS))))) sandi
- Make the bed? HA! Not me! I might be tempted to lie down in it and never get back up!! Have a great day!
- Hey, I’ve got to get into my own unmade bed so I’ve got to make this quick. Just wanted to say thanks for being such a loyal blog friend and thanks for the Tuesday night invite. Probably won’t be able to make it, though. I try to avoid driving at night because my night vision absolutely stinks, and my husband is usually working or at a meeting in the evenings. Hopefully we can get together sometime soon, though. But for now, good night!
- Becca~ somehow I have a hard time believing that last one;) You are just too sweet. And I’m so glad I *met you in ‘kenessee’.
Brit~ ya need help! But I love you anyway girlie!
Sandi~ thank you. You change my life way more than you realize:) And I would happily be your neighbor ANY day. Now I just gotta talk the biggest Thing of them all into it. I’m sure he would think that’s an excellent reason to move. And I love you & I’m glad you’re my *bloggy peep too!
LooneyMom~ lol. I most definently appreciate your honesty. & I love your blog.
Crazy Computer Dad~ There were alot of implications in that movie & that was definently one of the ones that stood out to me also. I was quite surprised really. I’m not a big Jim Carrey fan.
FTN~ really. You are a smart man for *keeping quiet. lol.
for a different kind of girl~ really? You made your bed just so you could get in it?? & here I thought I was anal. lol. I was very inclined to get back into mine yesterday too:) Hope atleast one of us made it there.
Diane~ I hope you slept peacefully!
Kim~ ROFL I just can’t picture you there either. And I am *so glad that last week turned out to be such a great week for you!
tegdirb92~ lol. it’s very tempting. However, the little Things that would totally tear the house apart while I was in it motivates me to just make it & get out.
Remind me not to make fun of Thing 1’s stories anymore. I think Adventures in Snotland was actually a prophecy.
Except it hasn’t really been an adventure…more like a jungle safari gone really really bad. I thought the story was over. Apparently there are a few *surprise endings.
I don’t really like surprises.
Any of ya’ll pray? If ya do, & you happen to be reading this, could you do me a little favor? Could you just say a little prayer for my Mom.
I’m a firm believer in hitting my knees (instead of the Dr’s office & the pills) when we get sick or hurt. Don’t get me wrong. When in labor, I’m all about the spinal block & the demoral. I’ve had 3 c~sections. I don’t believe that surgery is evil. And as some of you *may already know, I believe in the power of nyquil when ya just feel like crap. Or atleast, the power of nyquil to knock you out so you sleep through most of it.
But as far as actual healing (as opposed to the fleshy feeling better/ comfort stuff) goes… I go to the great physician exclusively.
My philosophy is that if I don’t go to the doctor, then my faith is strong enough that I don’t really need to know exactly whats wrong & I just ‘pray it away’. God is good & all is well. I know that might not make much sense to some, well most, of you, but this has worked for me all of my life. It’s almost like ‘if I get diagnosed with it then it will define me’. And that’s the way it will be. And that’s what my life will be about. Not that there is anything to diagnose. But if there was. That’s probably how it would be.
My family’s (as in mom, dad, sister, nieces) faith is a little different. Not worse. Not better. Just different. That’s okay too. They have faith that if they go to the Dr. when they are sick, that God will use that Dr. or medicine or whatever the treatment is… to heal them. Aaaand that works for them. God is still good & all is well.
So in light of that, I took my mom to the Dr. yesterday. My dad was out of town at a seminar. My sister does not handle emergencies/sickness/basically anything that could possibly involve someone NOT being okay, well.
I’m the one who convinced my mom to go. Everyone’s been SO sick lately. We were worried it might turn into pneumonia. Seriously, I thought we would go to the Dr. (who I used to work for when I was nursing *before other Things took priority & he is very close to our family) & he would give her a shot of cortisone & a script for antibiotics. You’ll feel better in a few days. Come see me next week.
She was off balance & the only way I can describe it accurately is that she was stumbling around like she had had a few too many. He takes one look at her & sends us to the er. She doesn’t want to go. She doesn’t want them to tell her she has to stay. I told her I can’t see any reason why she would have to stay.
SO guess what they tell her? She has to stay. Her WBC is way high. And she has an on again/off again fever.
I know she’ll be okay…but I can’t help but think I should have just let her sleep on the couch like she wanted to do in the 1st place. That’s what I would have done if it had been me instead of her…..
2 Comments:
- Sorry I’ve been a little MIA around this blogosphere. Things have been a little busy for me. I’m sorry to hear about your mom. I don’t think you did anything wrong in taking your mom to the doctor. Prayer doesn’t stop working when we are in the hospital. And sometimes the Lord does use medicine for healing. I will pray for her health to be restored and who knows, it may turn out to be a testimony of God’s healing power to someone in that hospital who didn’t know that He does heal.
- Well that’s a much better way to look at it;) ty girlie.
just in case you were sitting there … wondering
- I’ve never been out of the south.
- I dream about living up north.
- And I’ve almost convinced myself that I want to.
- But I could never ~ actually ~ live ~ there.
- Because, come on!
- I live in Florida.
- And ~ trust me ~ Fla’s SO not *all that.
- But it would be really really cold up north in the winter.
- And well… I’m a total wimp.
- And under 72 degrees is just not the way I roll.
- Yes I said 72.
- Actually it’s more like 72.5
- But really.
- Did you want me to be all anal about it?
- That’s why I said 72.
- Do you think I could get *rich if I invented a little degrees icon button to go on your keyboard.
- It would be so much more efficient.
- Talk about being efficient.
- I just used 27 words.
- To say absolutely nothing.
- What is wrong with me???
- I Know.
- MAKE IT STOP.
- Do you know what I like about up north?
- They’ve got amish people there.
- And dude.
- Amish people just rock.
- As Brittany is obsessed with all things asian. And shiny.
- That is, Asian.
- And shiny.
- Not to be confused with asian & shiny.
- Or shiny asians.
- Although, that would be her 2 favorite things rolled into one.
- It would be much more efficient.
- Go back & read # 28 again.
- So I am fascinated by all things amish.
- If you’re wondering why I sent you to look up efficient,
- it’s not because I think you’re a loser who doesn’t know what efficient means.
- It’s because I had a brain freeze & looked it up.
- And still spelled it wrong.
- 3 times.
- It’s not my fault.
- Blame it on the childrens benadryl.
- I cannot hang.
- That stuff is kicking my bootay.
- If you followed the bootay link,
- please mentally bleep out any & all words or images that may offend you.
- And remember,
- I didn’t make up the definition.
- But it’s in the dictionary.
- And that makes it truthiness.
- Again, truthiness ~ not to be confused with the truth.
- I’m just doin my job.
- Or my self appointed *pretend job.
- Which means I better go to bed.
- Because it’s like, after 3 am.
- And my real job will be starting when the rooster crows.
- I mean that.
- Literally.
- Our neighbor actually owns a rooster.
- Who crows.
- Every morning.
- And wakes my children up.
- Every morning.
- Have mentioned that I can’t wait to move?
- He has no respect for the weekend.
- Or the fact that poor me is doped up on benadryl & still awake.
- Because the biggest Thing of them all isn’t here.
- And I just can’t sleep alone.
- No matter how much he annoys me.
- Or steals my pillows.
- Or snores …LOUDLY.
- It’s okay baby.
- I love you anyway.
- I just found you by way of Kristie’s “Not Quite What I Had Planned” and, from this post, I can tell I’m going to have to go back and read the WHOLE thing.
I am from Minnesota. And we have Amish people here. Yes, it’s way cool. I’ve never been to Florida, but love San Diego. Humidity is not my friend
. Oh, and especially for Brittany we also have shiny Asians here. And also a few that aren’t shiny ! And four seasons, too. THAT really rocks.I can’t wait to read more…
- OK So I’m still trying to figure out what the Amish have to do with shiny Asians ….
Diane - I know what you mean about not sleeping while hubby is away. Even though he doesn’t like to *snuggle* while sleeping it’s still hard for me to sleep while he’s gone. I’ll have to get over that before he leaves for 15 months or it will be scary for everyone left here. Everyone, other people out driving, anyone I have to come in contact with and my kids. I love your lists, though when they get posted the numbers don’t show up. And the rooster – that’s just classic. The only thing more annoying than a rooster in the morning is a peacock in the morning. Have you ever heard one of those? They sound like cats in pain or crying children – scary when you wake up at gramma’s house & have no idea what is going on outside.
- I don’t know where my numbers go. They are there when I am posting, but disappear when I publish. There must be a number thief somewhere. Or a list hater. Or maybe the list hater IS the number thief.
- LOL! Uhmmm… maybe you need to lay off the benadryl chica! Benadryl knocks me out, but apparently it just does weird things to you?
Stupid roosters!
- I think you are onto something there. I’ve heard that thieves who don’t like lists usually don’t like numbers either. I don’t know if that makes any sense but ya. Maybe its some number stealing list hating virus…
- that’s gotta be it. indeezy. number steain list hatin virus… we’re onto you now.
- Anytime you want to come North, you can crash here…I’ll even take you to see some Amish ;0)
- The number trolls. They go around to blogs and steal numbers from lists.
I’d gladly trade some Amishness from around these parts for some 72° Florida livin’.
Did you see that? A degree symbol. Woohoo!
- number trolls huh? I’ll be lookin out for those little thieves…
& WHERE did you find that degree symbol? Just so you know, I’m holding you personally responsible for my million~less future.
- Diane ~ I have no clue how those 2 things are related. Chalk it up to the druggggs????
- In html, you can make a degree symbol by typing the ampersand (&) followed by “deg;”.
Of course, if I try to type it out here to show you, it will just make a °
- Those must be some good drugggggs. And I thought I had a good life–HA! I was all excited about getting the instructions for the degree symbol but, of course, it hasn’t worked for me. Figures. HA!
- <&”deg;”> I still need a button. KIM still needs a button. Atleast I know someone will buy my million $$$ invention
- If you lived amongst the Amish there would be MORE THAN ONE rooster crowing in the morning! Wow, there are roosters in FLA?
- Omg . Heather … this is why i love you ! You crack me up . I feel special you added me … i do love shiny things … and asians …though some asians are shiny … so they are my favorite :]
Here i am again up late reading your blog cause i missed reading it a couple times … but i love you anyways :]
- I grew up in Northern Minnesota, NEGATIVE 20 DEGREES, now does that sound like fun to you or what.
I like living in Palm Beach a little better.
Get well.
Mark - Nice! I just like the poem that you have just written.
- I’ll just leave that -20 to someone else thank you very much.
YES apparently there ARE roosters in Fla. Or atleast my neighbor thinks they belong here.
As a wise woman (not me either) once said “Stupid roosters!”
Let’s flip da channel
Flip the channel Madonnas kissin Britney
Flip the channel Bobbys beatin Whitney
Flip the channel Sex in the City
My God is there anything good on the tv?
Flip the channel Mike Jack got arrested
Flip the channel Paris Hiltons got a sex tape
Flip the channel makeovers on Jenny
Flip the channel gay men are gettin married on Jerry
Flip the channel man we just got a bomb threat
Flip the channel ain’t caught Osama yet..
Flip the channel man I can’t handle it queer eye for the straight guy
Flip the channel quick
Guys dating guys
Girls dating girls
in a nice location & that’s the Real World
Flip
Flip the channel man they young and they restless
Flip another female MC is gettin udressed
Flip the channel pastor’s sellin me a miracle
Flip the channel Oprah is tryin to be spiritual
Flip the channel and Koby got arrested
Flip a priest accused
a little boy molested
Flip the channel man girls gone wild
MTV
Spring break
Change that dial
Flip
Flip the channel man & get a blind date
Flip Cops will show ya who’s the next inmate
Flip
Flip the channel & get an eye full
Flip America find out who’s your idol
Flip
Flip the channel watch demons in the cartoons
Flip the channel bring it right into your living room
Flip
Flip the channel man its all r rated
Never God rated
Flip the channel man Jesus still saves
BUT that type of news never makes the airwaves
- So true; so scary… This world gets more and more enticing every day–enticing in bad ways, not good. It’s a terrifying place to raise ourselves much less raise our children. Grace, grace, grace–that’s what we all need. Grace and blindfolds! Wouldn’t it be great if revival hit Hollywood and the media? Think of how much “easier” that avenue of our lives would be…
- That’s why my favorite channel is the TV GUIDE channel So I can watch all of those channels with NOTHING good on!! How about a channel of just commercials–that would be interesting
Bridget
- the all commercial channel? On second thought, that might be even more explicit. lol.
- Again …
AND DOUBLE R HATES IT .
lol i love you
- Yep, you said it right. There is hardly anything on tv. I try to stay safe with TV Land, FoodTV and my personal set of videos: Andy Griffith, Leave it to Beaver….You know those old good ones. I try to be careful what my son sees on what’s supposed to be a cartoon channel. The devil tries to sneek mess into everything………
- Melly you are so right. Grace & BLINDOLDS. I need to get some of those for my kids
lol Brit. Shoulda done what you said you were gonna do!
Leanne I used to LOVE tv land. but now i really don’t get to watch tv at all. unless it’s pbs. or stupid man show;)
I’m not sure how well this post will be received. It might get me lynched. That’s okay. There is something on my heart that I feel I HAVE to say. Ya might not like it. You probably WON’T agree with it. You may even click right out and never come back. I can deal with that. Although that’s not exactly what I’m going for.
Obedience. Obedience. If One much ~greater ~than ~I prompts me to write a post, well…then I’m gonna write a post. I know who I want to please. And I know that even if I don’t understand the reasoning, it’s ALL GOOD. For the greater good. So I will happily and boldly obey.
My goal here is to help you see the TRUTH. But not mine. And not the worlds version of it either.
I don’t usually post about news/politics etc. It’s just not my thing. But I’m kinda making an exception. By now, we ALL KNOW what happened at Virginia Tech. How could we not. It’s everywhere. I’ve seen the news. I’ve read the posts. I know how you feel. I feel the same way. So I’m not getting into feelings. I’m more interested in attitudes. The attitudes of our hearts. It’s SO *not our place to judge, and yet…Has anyone done anything besides condemn this sick sick child? Like pray maybe. Because if not then….
You know what? I’m not going to go any further. I’m just going to sit back & let Him speak for Himself.
He says it SO much better than I could anyway.
3 Comments:
- I agree with you that this guy was sick. From the little bit of the story I saw on the news (turned it off because I couldn’t handle it anymore) I saw that more than one teacher was concerned about his mental health & recommended that he get help. Unfortunately his actions up to that point, which consisted of writing papers about killing people, weren’t serious enough for action to be required. Sick as he may have been he was obviously competent enough to take care of himself at the age of 23, knew he had issues & should have gotten help for those problems. I feel for his family. I’m sure they are not only grieving his loss but also wondering how this happened to ‘their boy’ and I’m sure blaming themselves as often happens when loved ones are lost.
- Hey girl! Thanks for the post. Wonderfully correct. People seem to get so caught up in selfishness and zoom in on the wrong problem. Yes, the shootings were a problem. However, they were a result of a bigger problem. A heart problem. Possibly a problem that some of our fellow brothers and sisters ingnored. This young man needed Jesus…as do so many. He needed to be loved and befriended. Sometimes it’s just easier to ignore people than to bear their burdens….so fulfilling the law of Christ. I agree. Thanks for the post. I hope people read it and see the truth in the words, and maybe even feel a little conviction for ignoring and blowing off troubled and withdrawn people in their own life instead of trying to help and be a friend to them. Sorry its been so long since I have been on…I have felt very out of touch these last few days…hope to see you at my blog.
- I can only imagine how his family must feel. They are the ones that will be the hardest hit in the long run. Their name will live on in history. I once had a friend that would not give out his last name since it was Manson.
Posting what you have said should only bring people to read more of what you say. If they do not like it, then they are not the audience that you yourself would wish to speak to in person. Just my thoughts, Mark
A mystery is a reality whose existence we can perceive, but whose inner workings we cannot understand. Einstein.
That quote has absolutey nothing to do with this post by the way. I just liked it. So I stuck it up there. For no reason at all.
What’s that?
Oh you like it too?
I knew you would.
That’s why I put it up there.
Just for you.
Bet you thought I had some deep, profound & wise thing going on here huh? Nope. Not so much. But that’s okay. You can still think that. If it makes you feel better.
You know who is pretty deep, profound & wise? Melanie Faith. You should go check her out. She’s good people. And she’s challenged me to Get Some Goals! Ooooh. That hurts a little. lol.
You know what that means. Right? Can ya guess? Can ya? Oh. Really. You can. I’m that predictable hmmm? Well. Now you sound like the biggest Thing of them all. Did I mention that one of him is *more than enough? (j/k I love you indeezy baby
And as for you, just read the dang list anyway okay?
You might as well. You’ve already gotten this far….
the top 5 to 10 goals that you gotta’ get so that you can truly say you have achieved your wildest dreams in life.
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One of my truly wildest dreams….
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is to be able to *tinkle…..
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all by myself….
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without being followed…..
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interrogated….
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or otherwise interrupted by loud crashes and bangs and clunks and ‘Mommy Thing 2 is trying to climb out the window again” s. Causing me to perform a feat that would challenge even ‘Mighty Mom’ herself…. …..
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stop mid~tinkle.
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After having 5 children.
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That’s pure superhero type stuff there.
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But I have no clue how to make that happen.
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Or I would already be enjoying that *tinkle freedom.
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Goal 1 ~ Find someone who knows.
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Another of my wildest dreams
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is to get out of the house
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into the truck
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and further than the entraceway
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before hearing the words
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“Mommy I can’t hold it”
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after I asked each & every one of them.
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3 times.
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And made them try anyway.
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Because I knew what was going to happen.
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So you see,
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I’ve covered all of my bases.
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And again I have no clue how to make that happen.
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Which brings me to
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Goal 2 ~ Find someone who knows.
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My absolute wildest dream ….
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is to never have to do laundry
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ever again.
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Eve really screwed us with that whole apple thing.
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Really.
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If it weren’t for her
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There would be NO laundry
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We would all be nakie
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& not even knowing it.
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But since it’s not a perfect world
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I’ll just keep my clothes on
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Thank you very much.
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It’s better that way.
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Really.
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For all of us.
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Unfortunately I can’t go back
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to the garden
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and warn her.
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So I have no clue how to fix it.
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And there we have
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Goal 3 ~ Find someone who knows.
And there it is. Okay, so I obviously dont have very lofty aspirations. No hall of fame for me.
But it is what it is.
My wildest dreams come true in finding contentment in what is already in my path.
My biggest goals are attained by just making the most of the life I have.
Well, that & maybe learning from someone who knows! Cause I sure as heck don’t
But maybe some of these girlies have a clue….
I’m passing the buck to ya’ll. Now you’ve ‘Gotta Get Goals’.
5 Comments:
- I love your list. Tinkle freedom? I think I heard somewhere that comes when they start leaving the house? I was thinking of something that included no laundry so if you find that someone who knows let me know k? k.
- Interesting list. I’m still thinking of mine. Gotta give it a lot of thought. Will let you know when I’ve posted!
Diane - Yeah … it might be a while before i can post a list … haha gotta think about that one :]
besides … i can`t tag anyone cause you`re the only one who reads mine … :[
- Got it posted – enjoy!
Blessings ~ Diane - I’ve been by a couple times in the last few days just to read your posts… I’ve been bad about commenting. Just not enough TIME!
I need more time for this one, I think… I’m workin’ on it, though
)
Today I have
- Washed, dried, folded & fluffed (ha ha ha do you really believe that?) about 200 loads of laundry. Really. That’s not an exaggeration.
- Wondered how such relatively CLEAN children can make thier clothes SMELL so BAD.
- Changed roughly 30 (million) dirty diapers.
- Wondered WHY they have to be SO much like thier daddy in *that respect. Maybe HE should be the official diaper changer.
- Listened to Thing 1 describe ~in detail~ his latest story creation. Life in Snotland. Complete with illustrations. And maps. “Daddy lives on booger lane, where do you want to live?” As far away from there as possible.
- Wondered if there is a way to somehow count this little project as ’school’.
- Kissed thousands of boo boo’s. Real & imagined.
- Yet, when Thing 4 smacked his head (hard enough for me to HEAR the Whomp) and I asked him if he wanted mommy to kiss it he just said “No it’s good ma” and continued on with his little 2 yr old life.
- Wondered when my love for my children overcame my complete disgust for all feets.
- Watched Thing 5 make faces in the mirror.
- Wondered how long the “playin with the pretty baby in the mirror” game would actually be entertaining.
- 47 minutes. Yes the child looked at herself in the mirror for forty seven minutes.
- Aaaand we watched her the entire time.
- Yes we have no life.
- We started out with nothing.
- And we still have a little left.
- Listened to Thing 1 tell the very vivid (& unfortunately true) story of how he and the biggest Thing of them all caught a dead cat while fishing the day before.
- Apparently it was SO cool.
- But only because it was already dead.
- Wondered if the entourage of pets that have lived & died during thier time with our children, has emotionally scarred & completely desensitized my child.
- Was actually thankful to find out that he cried when they caught it.
- Felt bad for being happy about a crying child. Still a little happy to know we can skip the years of therapy.
- Would have skipped the therapy anyway. We have daily therapy sessions on our knees.
- Wiped snotty noses 400 times.
- Once with my shirt.
- Wondered if the snotland story was based on actual facts.
- Decided to change my layout AGAIN.
- Wondered if I really *do have multiple personalities.
- Started to write a post about the layout changes.
- Wondered why I was trying to rationalize blog background decisions to an inanimate object.
- Skipped the post and ate some chocolate instead.
But if you happened to notice the changes, and are curious, I HAD to change it. It was a chocolate beach. I thought that was really cool. 2 of my favorite non *Thing things. BUT then I realized that since having that background, I was not eating chocolate. And I like chocolate. Alot. So, you see, I had no choice.
*** Edited ~ Thing 1 has brought it to my attention, that the reference to booger lane was incorrect. It is actually booger pit road. And his dad not only resides there, he is the king of snotville … er snotland. Thing 1 has very *graciously forgiven me for this error. According to him I am not expected to really understand such complex ideas. Thank God for that. I was having quite a hard time wrapping my tiny little brain around such a big thought. ROFL
Maybe I am. Okay I probably am. BUT. I’m drawn to the whole idea of unschooling. I don’t know why. Maybe God is trying to tell me something. OR maybe it just sounds cool.
I like the idea of Anti School. Is that a valid homeschooling choice? Or did I just make it up? Hey maybe I can write a parenting book about it. It’ll be a best seller. Ya’ll would buy it. Wouldn’t you? Of course you would. How else would it be a best seller?
SO I’m thinking of trying this ‘unschooling’ thing. Atleast for the summer. But there’s a teeny tiny problem. It’s the ugly anal~retentive~perfectionism thing rearing it’s ugly head again. I would just knock it out with a cast iron skillet but that would hurt ME. I’ll have to come up with another solution.
How about ya’ll? Any unschoolers out there? What do you do? How do you do it? Does it involve lists? Is it totally sick that I hope it does? SEE that’s the anal thing I’m talking about. Obsessive Compulsive LISTMAKER. There. I said it. Now you don’t have to. Really. Don’t say it.
I know. I have serious problems. I’m workin on it. There’s no pill for it. I’ve checked. Okay not really. I’m a wimp. I don’t like pills. But I thought it might make you feel better to think I was actively seeking help.
2 Comments:
- Well, I haven’t done any kind of homeschooling yet so I don’t know anything about the ‘unschooling’ stuff but it does sound interesting. However, I am totally with you on the listmaking!! I love to make lists & even more, checking stuff off as I finish the task or get the item or do whatever it says I need to do. If the unschooling doesn’t involve lists I’m sure you’ll be able to make up your own anyway. Hope you find what works for you!
- Heather . Doll. and you say i have problems ?!?!
lol
Tis why you are my favoritest aunt though !
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Blessings!
Heather
When i read the part about ‘thing 5′ making faces at herself in the mirror i started cracking up ! Cause i thought about when you me and mama were sitting outside. …. when was it ? Friday ? Yeah and she just randomly started making faces in the mirror .
Snotland …. or road or what ever it is called sounds ….ummm….interesting … lol
i love your kids :]