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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.
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!”
I’m looking for that other mom. You know the one. The perfect mom. Where is she? I know she’s out there somewhere. I’ve read about her. I’ve heard about her. Even been asked why I couldn’t be more like her. Cause you know, she teaches perfect kids everyday. In her perfectly clean house. Writing perfect posts. While she simultaneously runs her own business from home. Milks the cows every morning. Picks fresh vegetables from the garden for dinner. And bakes … all kinds of bakie things all day in between rushing said perfect children to all of the most perfect activities.
I’m not so different from her.
I can multi task too.
I can wipe a snotty Thing 5 nose while taming a Thing 4~gone~wild, filling a sippy cup from a gallon of milk bought at Sweetbay, listening to a chattering Thing 3 AND making the appropriate mmmhhhmmm sounds at all of the right places, silencing an argument over ~whatever~Thing 1~&~Thing 2~are~currently~bickering~about with just a look, finding the biggest Thing of them all boxers & a towel so he can take a shower because he can never seem to find them even though they are always in the same place, all at the same time. At which time I am also burning dinner & not baking anything.
How’s that for talent?
I think I’ve just had an epiphanot. Okay not really. But I do think I’m addicted to that site. & I really really like that word. Aaaand I just wanted to use it.
If you happen to see that other mom, let me know. I’m hoping she will show up one day to help me with my laundry.
Sometimes I think I shouldn’t be hatin on the laundry so much. But then I look at the overflowing hampers and … well… it’s just not loveable.
Oh and speaking of snotty noses. Or just snot in general. For the record. Rebecca, the much anticipated answer to your question ~ apparently I am *indeedy the queen of snotland and I am so feelin it this week. But don’t worry ~ my crown is not made of the ordinary paper & crayon variety, but instead appears to be made from a nice cheeto/drool paste.
You’ve been on pins & needles just waiting to hear that haven’t you. SO happy to provide you with the visual. Don’t thank me. It’s what I do.
Okay, my neice sent that to me. It’s a friend of hers. And he’s not, by the way. Just in case it wasn’t clear. But they really do think he is. It’s so disturbing that I actually laughed myself to tears. There is something seriously WRONG with that. And obviously with me. I’m still cracking up.
In all truthiness, you laughed too didn’t you?
- 1. You are a very talented mommy.
2. If you find that perfect mom don’t send her my way. After she left I’d feel like a complete failure.
3. Yay! You have a crown!
4.Oh man, I was crackin up. That video was fun-ny.
5. I’m glad he has a sense of humor to deal with his family’s opinion. - I never considered the failure I’d feel like when she left. Thanks Becca. Now I have to do my own laundry.
To show you that I hold no grudges … YOU can borrow my crown anytime you want
- HAHAHAHAHAA !!
You put bo on there !
That`s hilarious .
It`s on my myspace btw .
So i listen to it every day :]I love it . And him :] AND YOU !
- Those perfect moms just get me everytime. I’d love to have that perfectly clean house, but by the time I get home from work, the only thing I can do is eat supper, feed my son and get him ready for bed. Then I’m pooped. I have a ton of laundry that every now and a blue moon I can get control of – sorta…..
- Leanne ~ I know mee tooooo. except the kids are the work. but I feel ya on the laundry.
Brit I love u TOO.
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
I’ve been trying this new thing lately. Being quiet. Think before I speak, if you will. I know. I should already know how to do this. I’m sure I’ve learned this before at some point in my life. But I just don’t think the lesson took. Obviously. Or I woudn’t be *practicing the art of keeping my mouth shut. Right now. Probably at this very moment.
And ya know what??? It’s freakin HARD to do sometimes. *Especially when I think I’m right. Or righteous. Since I’ve been keeping my thoughts to myself, they’re overloading my brain. I barely have time to register 1 thought before the next one comes popping along, rudely interrupting like there was nothing there already.
So guess what? It’s your lucky day! If you like random, unorganized, momble jomble. I won’t be offended if you don’t. Really. Not even a little bit. That does mean that it’s not~so~much your lucky day. But these thoughts have to go somewhere. So..either way, here’s some random truthiness.
- If you’ve never been here before, you might not know that I’m a compulsive listmaker.
- Unless it’s just that obvious.
- I think I’ve finally figured out why I like lists SO much.
- They surface clean my brain.
- & they somehow make even the utterest of chaos look neat & organized.
- You know how I feel about surface cleaning.
- In a perfect world, if I made a list of every single piece of clothing my children have gotten dirty this week if it would *magically clean itself.
- Have ya noticed it’s not a perfect world?
- Guess that means I should get on that laundry a little quicker.
- So I’ll save that list for another day.
- I know.
- It’s devestating.
- I know you’re tearing up right now at just the mere thought of not seeing that list.
- Me too.
- You should be careful what you name your children.
- Has anyone ever told you that your child’s name determines what kind of person they will be.
- They lied.
- My sister wanted to name her youngest daughter Harley.
- I don’t know why.
- My mom (hers too) told her she would be a hellion with a name like that.
- So they named her Rebecca Lynn.
- Such a sweet name.
- Thing 2 cracks me up.
- I think it’s because she’s ALOT like me.
- I tend to crack me up too.
- Someone has to amuse me.
- It might as well be myself.
- Thing 1 *9b did something earlier.
- I don’t remember what.
- But I said ‘ Thing 1 I don’t find that humorous at ALL.’
- Thing 2 *6g ~ in her little girl princess~like little~girl~way ~ says
- ‘Not even a little bit!’
- Do you consider yourself a quiverful mom?
- I do.
- As far as quivers go, mine feels pretty full sometimes.
- But I like the organized chaos of it.
- What I did not know was that there is an entire MOVEMENT.
- What exactly is the movement for?
- And where is it going?
- Why do we take 1 little part of what we are supposed to be about
- and let that define us.
- Why are we so intent on trying to make our mark on the world
- that we forget to leave his imprint in the world.
- I had a conversation once.
- I’ve had a conversation more than once.
- But I had this *particular conversation once
- A girl I had just met was asking me what I do.
- As in, for a living.
- When I told her I was a sahm of 5
- and a homeschooler
- she got this really confused look on her face
- And asked if she could ask me a personal question
- Sure.
- why not.
- we’re used to it right?
- But then she proceeded to ask
- somewhat bashfully and embarrassed,
- ‘How do you give them all a bath? I mean, how does that work?’
- I promise.
- That is what she asked me.
- And just when I thought I’d heard it all
Okay, for those of you who actually made it through that list and are still reading waaay down here, I know you’ve had your Most~bizzare~thing~I’ve~ever~heard & the~absolute~last~thing~I~expected~to~hear Moments. GO post about it right now and then leave me a comment so I can go read it.
I really can’t believe you’re still here. Amazed really. Even the biggest Thing of them all glanced over and said ‘uh baby, that’s a really looong list. And he KNOWS I’m all about the list. So, umm.. great job! You deserve some kind of reward for that endurance. Let me see what I can find for ya.
3 Comments:
- 1. If making a list ever cleans your laundry, let me know.
2. I’d be right there with ya.
3. I think Rebecca Lynn is a pretty sweet name too
4. Though, I heard plenty of “Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm?” growing up.
5. Never saw that movie (Shirley Temple)
6. Don’t like ‘Becky’.
7. I still don’t know what the movement was and now I’m curious.
8. I’m glad you’ve had more than one conversation.
9. Did you tell confused girl that baths took too much time?
10. So you just hose them off in the backyard – saves on time & water?
11. If not you should next time someone asks you.
12. I’ll have to think of my “most bizarre thing I’ve heard moment”
13. Then I can post about it for you to read.
14. It’s on my list of things to do.
15. Ya know *that* list, the one that keeps growing.
16. I need to type up that list.
17. Is this a long comment list or what?
18.
19. Thought you’d appreciate it.
20. So, now I am craving cookies.
21. Is that supposed to be my reward for reading your post?
22. Great reward if I was close enough to drop by and enjoy some.
23. Guess I’ll have to settle for the Mocha Brownie Avalanche ice-cream in the freezer.
24. Now you want ice-cream huh?
25. If you were close enough to drop by I’d share with you.
26. Sorry.
27. I hope you have a good day.
28. See you on the blog later.
29. I should do some more work on the house.
30. First, I’ll go make that list.
31. Maybe the list will complete the work for me… - ROFL I *most definently appreciate the list comment. You crack me up girl Oh and thanks for the ice cream craving now. You should be a better sharer…
- LMAOOO !
Heather i love you .
That was so OCD but it`s all good !lol
1. I am declaring today to be Truthiness Tuesday.
2. Truthiness really IS a word. I didn’t just make it up.
3. Encarta failed me. But YOU are SO important to me that I searched high and low across the internet to find it.
4. I found it.
5. In the Urban Dictionary.
6. Truthiness.
7. Not to be mistaken with the Truth.
8. See the difference?
9. I was watching the news this morning.
10. Okay the biggest Thing of them all was watching the weather and I just sorta *caught a story on the news this morning.
11. But it sounded much better the other way. SO,
12. I was watching the news this morning.
13. And they were talking about Tampa.
14. And the water department.
15. We use chlorine gas to clean our water.
16. Apparently, this is a tremendous risk for terrorism.
17. They are blowing up chlorine gas compounds in Iraq.
18. So they told them exactly where to find ours.
19. And approximately how many people they could kill should they choose to blow it up.
20. Good lookin out.
21. I really don’t care to watch the news.
22. The last time I watched it, there was a story on cooking healthy meals.
23. For your dog.
24. hubba wha?
25. Right after that, they showed a woman who just tossed a live baby out in the trash.
26. I’m not really *into the whole political thing.
27. So I won’t pretend to be all smart and knowledgeable.
28. Because I am just so..not.
29. But I will say this.
30. The reason we will never win this war is NOT because our president is a complete jack ass.
31. It’s because he’s a complete jack ass who thinks he’s fighting a political war.
32. Maybe, just maybe, some countries Do NOT want to be like America.
33. Some cultures are not about treating dogs like babies, and treating babies WORSE than dogs.
34. The man who had like 42 dogs he wasn’t taking care of was thrown in prison.
35. The woman who threw the baby in the dumpster was *hospitalized to ‘get the help she needs’.
36. Who wouldn’t want to be like us?
- Oh man, that gets me too. I’m not one who is pro abusing or neglecting animals but come on. The commercials that play sad music and have photos of pets in need of a home or bumper stickers with some rant about it. I’m thinkin ‘hello, what about all the poor little babies who are aborted everyday?’
So, I’ve been contemplating this whole easter thing and am curious how you wiew this holyday. or holiday, if it’s not holy to you. What exactly does this day mean to you?
I’ve always just taught my kids that the easter bunny ~along with santa & the tooth fairy~ is kinda like Barney. Pretend. Something fun and nonsensical (I know. But you KNOW how I feel about Encarta. And I really *wasn’t sure if it was a word) It’s something we do to humor grandma & grandpa. But they know the TRUTH. ANd they have no problem telling it to anyone. Whether you ask or not. SOmetimes this is not such a good thing. Like when it makes thier friends cry. And then causes angry parents to call me at night. That’s not so fun.
Parent: How could you do that to your child?
Me:How could I do what? *Not lie to them?
I don’t care if you do the ’santa/easter bunny thing. I don’t tell my kids you’re evil incarnate because of it. But WHY would you call and ask me that question? I don’t call you and ask why you tell your children a big bunny comes in the middle of the night laying eggs and leaving easter baskets. I’m sorry my child made yours cry and ask if you were lying. We had a talk about it. Really. But he was smarter than me & I had no clue how to come back from his reply.
Me: You know… I know what we believe, but everyone else doesn’t believe that. ANd you made your friends cry. So maybe we shouldn’t say anything to them about it. Thier parents want to tell them something else. And we should respect that.
Thing 1: I thought the bible tells us to tell the truth about Jesus.
Me: It does.
Thing 1: Then why do you want me to lie to my friends? You always tell me not to lie.
Me, *desperately trying to reason with this boy so I don’t have to be screamed at by any more parents: I don’t want you to lie. I just don’t want you to say anything about it.
Thing 6: That’s still NOT telling the truth about Jesus.
There was nothing else I could say. I was out wisdom’ed by a (then) 7 yr old.
So you see, it’s not my fault. He knows how to read. And he has good taste in books. And great life application skills. WOW homeschooling really does pay off! Who’dda thunk it? (I can’t help it. There is just something about that word. I know. It’s like a sickness or something.)
All of that to say Have a happy ‘He’s alive’ day. Or happy EasterBunny day. Or whatever you are celebrating tomorrow:)
- I’ve been debating this bunny business also. My oldest is two so he hasn’t asked yet and we haven’t brought it up. Except last year at an egg hunt at a park he was frightened to take a photo with said bunny. I like the pretending idea, still doing the egg hunts (and stuffing stockings) without that being the focus of the holiday. And it looks like thing 1 got ya there. I’d say its compliments to your parenting. And in the long run I think you’d rather remember phone calls from parents knowing your child wasn’t afraid to share his faith.
- lol Becca. How can I argue with such a good point?
I think I have a problem. Well…maybe more, but for the sake of this post (and my poor *dignity) we’ll just focus on the one for now.
I seem to have this, ummm… anal retentive perfectionism thing going on. My niece called me OCD. And not in a good way. (Atleast, it didn’t sound good. But she’s a teenager so really, who knows!) But I think it’s time to bring it out in the open. The first step to freedom is admitting you have a problem right? Step up and tell the truth. And the truth shall set you free.
My name is Heather. And I have 3 blogs. And I am constantly changing them. For those of you who *may have already noticed this, I don’t think it’s because I have multiple personalities and am attempting to please them all .Though I could be wrong. It’s been known to happen. Once or twice. A day. It’s because I can never seem to represent exactly who I am, only a part of me. I’ve tried to break myself down into labels. I’m fighting a losing battle. I’m not just a homeschooler. Or a wife. Or a mommy. Or a christian.
I can’t define myself by one aspect or one part of who I am, and what my purpose is. I am a homeschooler. A wife. A mommy. A christian. I am all of those things. And more. (But if you’ve ever talked to me for more than 5 minutes then you know what a complete mess I am so anything ‘more’, okay anything less too, isn’t because I’m so great or anything.)
I’m ready to see the *big picture. I’m ready to start putting together all the pieces of the puzzle that is my life. Right here. For all the world to see. Okay, so it’s *slightly unlikely that ‘all of the world’ actually reads this. Or ever will. But it’s here if they want to. (And why wouldn’t they??
So for those of you who know me or have read my other blogs…you might see a few familiar posts. They might be better now. So just wade through the Momble Jomble! Keep the good stuff. Forgive the bad. Hopefully you’ll be inspired. Or at least not offended. I apologize in advance for the randomness that is me.
And I leave you with this thought… any one else ready to get out of the shaker with me?
God, pick up the pieces. Put me back together again. You are my praise!
- You are OCD . And yes it was in a good way . “But she`s a teenager, who really knows?” WHATS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN!! Lol .
Would you think me a horrible mother if I told you that the REAL reason I cover my face when my children are saying thier prayers is because I don’t want them to see me laughing? This one child in particular cracks me up. I know, it’s just plain wrong. You’re going to laugh too. Then we’ll both be wrong.
Thing 2(6yog): “And Dear Lord please forgive us for all of the things we did and said that were not good today, and please forgive us for all of the bad things that we are about to do.”
(Does this mean she’s planning in advance?)
Thing 2 ” Please God make me beautiful in You because I so LOVE being pretty.”
Thing 2 “Jesus please bless my aunt Tina and help her not to be sad and help her to find a new racecar boyfriend who makes her happy. And please give her lots of princess dresses, *and me too, because pretty dresses make everyone SO happy. Especially meee.”
(But not so much her Aunt Tina ~ who would rather take 6 kids under 10 to chuckee cheese by herself than wear a ‘pretty princess dress. Have you ever tried to do that? Definently NOT something I would recommend. Ever. As in..to infinity and beyond NEVER. Just so you know how strongly I feel about this issue. Did I mention the word never yet? Okay, had to make sure.)
My sister doesn’t have a ‘racecar’ boyfriend. In case the suspense is killing you. He drives an RX7. I think. I can’t really remember. I know that it’s yellow. ish. Or maybe gold. Although.. he does resemble Jeff Gordon. But he’s good people so we try to overlook that. He is NOT a Gordon fan. That helps. SHE is. I guess that helps too. Well, it helps him anyway.
I think it’s awesome that my children are just themselves before God. No pretenses. Just what’s in their true heart. The honesty in it just makes it that much sweeter. But I bet He’s laughin too:)
- That is way too cute! I often find myself trying to supress a giggle when my little ones are praying too, especially my two-year-old! (In fact, I was just thinking this morning how I wanted to write a post on this very thing!)
Anyway, I have enjoyed reading your very witty posts… I have laughed and found myself wondering how we could have such similar lives and experiences. Must be the fact that we both have lots of little ones, we homeschool and we LOVE it!!
Blessings,
YoungMommy - Noah, my 3 year old son, when he prays, always says. “And God, thank you for the girls, the babies, and the ladies”….can you tell he’s our little flirt. But you’re right, it’s such a blessing to see their innocense before our Heavenly Father. So happy to hear you’re training them right!
- That is so great. My son (2yr) just started trying to say his own prayers, nothing is really understandable except “Jesus” and “Amen” but it’s still cute. My favorite thing is how he wants to pray whenever, not just before meals, and he includes his 6 month old sister in on it too.
They said WHAT?