Lazy days
Sunday night, The Lime wasn't feeling well so I kept him home from school on Monday. Since we weren't going anywhere or seeing anyone, we stayed in our jammies all day (except for Doodlebug...he's a messy eater so he changed outfits multiple times throughout the day).
The Lime HATES when I don't take a shower or get ready for the day. You can imagine how thrilled he was Monday.
When LaVor got home from work, he expressed his desire to be able to stay in his pajamas all day. I told him it doesn't happen often, and if I'm going to be hanging out in the bathroom half the day, there's no need for me to smell good and look cute.
I'm thankful for those days, every now and then, where we can literally sit on the couch and do nothing but watch Liv & Maddie and K.C. Undercover while being cozy and comfy in our pajamas.
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Grateful for: K
Kindergarten
It's been three months (what?!?!) since The Lime started kindergarten and holy macrol! That kid has progressed so much.
We had parent/teacher conferences a couple of weeks ago and his teacher showed me a paper that she'll keep for the remainder of the year. Each month, she has the kids right the same thing and each month, The Lime has improved from the previous one.
He's thriving in math and is right where he needs to be for language arts. His mind is always thinking and he oftentimes asks us what letter ____ makes, or what word is ______. He'll ask me how old Doodlebug will be when he's 9. I tell him Doodlebug is 4 years younger, so take 4 away from 9 and he'll be _____. He's great at figuring things out in his head.
Prior to starting kindergarten, he would sit for maybe five minutes and paint, or color, or draw. Now, he asks nearly everyday if he can make something. He's drawn pictures for his teacher, baseball coach, and his friends. He likes to write down the names of all the kids in his class and then give them a personalized popsicle stick.
He recognizes kids wherever we go. "That boy is in Mrs. ______'s class!" "I've seen her at recess!"
I was so sad and nervous and apprehensive for The Lime to start kindergarten (mainly because I wasn't ready) but, as I knew deep down, it has turned into a wonderful experience for him. I'm so grateful for all that he's learning, for the friendships he's cultivating, for the memories he's making, and for the big kid he's becoming.
It's been three months (what?!?!) since The Lime started kindergarten and holy macrol! That kid has progressed so much.
We had parent/teacher conferences a couple of weeks ago and his teacher showed me a paper that she'll keep for the remainder of the year. Each month, she has the kids right the same thing and each month, The Lime has improved from the previous one.
He's thriving in math and is right where he needs to be for language arts. His mind is always thinking and he oftentimes asks us what letter ____ makes, or what word is ______. He'll ask me how old Doodlebug will be when he's 9. I tell him Doodlebug is 4 years younger, so take 4 away from 9 and he'll be _____. He's great at figuring things out in his head.
Prior to starting kindergarten, he would sit for maybe five minutes and paint, or color, or draw. Now, he asks nearly everyday if he can make something. He's drawn pictures for his teacher, baseball coach, and his friends. He likes to write down the names of all the kids in his class and then give them a personalized popsicle stick.
He recognizes kids wherever we go. "That boy is in Mrs. ______'s class!" "I've seen her at recess!"
I was so sad and nervous and apprehensive for The Lime to start kindergarten (mainly because I wasn't ready) but, as I knew deep down, it has turned into a wonderful experience for him. I'm so grateful for all that he's learning, for the friendships he's cultivating, for the memories he's making, and for the big kid he's becoming.
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Grateful for: J
Joking Around
LaVor was going through old family photos Saturday night and came across this one from his sister's wedding 11 years ago.
Surely, we must have been joking around.
And nothing has changed since then.
We joke around...a lot. Sometimes we cross the line, but for the most part we're all having a good time and laughing.
I'm grateful we have two little dudes in our bunch that can joke around with us. Their sweet little laughs can bring the house down. And give them an awful case of the hiccups.
I'm grateful for joking around - for the fun, happiness, and laughter it brings into our home.
LaVor was going through old family photos Saturday night and came across this one from his sister's wedding 11 years ago.
Surely, we must have been joking around.
And nothing has changed since then.
We joke around...a lot. Sometimes we cross the line, but for the most part we're all having a good time and laughing.
I'm grateful we have two little dudes in our bunch that can joke around with us. Their sweet little laughs can bring the house down. And give them an awful case of the hiccups.
I'm grateful for joking around - for the fun, happiness, and laughter it brings into our home.
Monday, November 9, 2015
Grateful For: I
Impromptu Surprises
Last Wednesday night, LaVor had to go to the church to get some things done for scouts. While he was gone, I got the boys ready for bed, which included nursing Doodlebug.
I got a text from LaVor asking if I was still feeding him. "Nope," I responded. I forgot what I was doing the moment he walked in the door but a little while later, I walked into the kitchen and saw two Starbucks cups on the counter.
"Awwwwwwww!" I said and gave him a big hug. The nights are just about freezing (in my book) and he surprised me with a white hot chocolate (and himself a caramel apple cider). It's only appropriate to drink such a fattening drink when it's freezing, otherwise you'd end up just as fat as the beverage.
I was so thankful for his thoughtfulness and desire to want to surprise me. It tasted sooooooo good and was the perfect impromptu treat to warm me up.
Last Wednesday night, LaVor had to go to the church to get some things done for scouts. While he was gone, I got the boys ready for bed, which included nursing Doodlebug.
I got a text from LaVor asking if I was still feeding him. "Nope," I responded. I forgot what I was doing the moment he walked in the door but a little while later, I walked into the kitchen and saw two Starbucks cups on the counter.
"Awwwwwwww!" I said and gave him a big hug. The nights are just about freezing (in my book) and he surprised me with a white hot chocolate (and himself a caramel apple cider). It's only appropriate to drink such a fattening drink when it's freezing, otherwise you'd end up just as fat as the beverage.
I was so thankful for his thoughtfulness and desire to want to surprise me. It tasted sooooooo good and was the perfect impromptu treat to warm me up.
Sunday, November 8, 2015
Grateful for: H
Honesty
A couple weeks ago, we played Jeopardy with the older kids in Primary. At the beginning of each round, a child from each team would come to the front of the room and one of them would pick the category and point amount. Once the question was read, whoever raised their hand first and answered correctly got the points. If they didn't know the answer, the other player had a chance to guess.
In one particular round, one child guessed the answer and got it wrong. The other player had her chance to steal but was unsure of the answer. Her team was shouting several different things at her, one of which was the answer. Unfortunately, she couldn't rely on her team for the answer. The opposite team heard the answer being shouted and erupted into hysterics, calling out "Cheaters!". The counselor heading the game asked the girl if she said the answer because someone shouted it out. You could tell the girl was hesitant to tell the truth because she wanted to win for her team, nor did she want to be made fun of or yelled at or booed. But with her cheeks bright red from embarrassment, she answered "yes."
I was so unbelievably proud and grateful for this girl's honesty. How many times, even as adults, are we swayed by those around us and the pressures of fitting in even if it goes against what we believe. This girl could have easily lied and helped her team win but she chose to do the right thing.
As the kids were leaving at the end of the block, I mentioned to the girl how appreciative I was for her honesty. She's pretty shy to begin with, so her response was merely eye contact, but I hope she remembers this situation for years to come. Because it definitely made an impact on me.
A couple weeks ago, we played Jeopardy with the older kids in Primary. At the beginning of each round, a child from each team would come to the front of the room and one of them would pick the category and point amount. Once the question was read, whoever raised their hand first and answered correctly got the points. If they didn't know the answer, the other player had a chance to guess.
In one particular round, one child guessed the answer and got it wrong. The other player had her chance to steal but was unsure of the answer. Her team was shouting several different things at her, one of which was the answer. Unfortunately, she couldn't rely on her team for the answer. The opposite team heard the answer being shouted and erupted into hysterics, calling out "Cheaters!". The counselor heading the game asked the girl if she said the answer because someone shouted it out. You could tell the girl was hesitant to tell the truth because she wanted to win for her team, nor did she want to be made fun of or yelled at or booed. But with her cheeks bright red from embarrassment, she answered "yes."
I was so unbelievably proud and grateful for this girl's honesty. How many times, even as adults, are we swayed by those around us and the pressures of fitting in even if it goes against what we believe. This girl could have easily lied and helped her team win but she chose to do the right thing.
As the kids were leaving at the end of the block, I mentioned to the girl how appreciative I was for her honesty. She's pretty shy to begin with, so her response was merely eye contact, but I hope she remembers this situation for years to come. Because it definitely made an impact on me.
Saturday, November 7, 2015
Grateful for: G
Grace
Last month, when my visiting teachers came over, they both highly suggested I watch the talk His Grace is Sufficient by Brad Wilcox.
So that night, as I was nursing Doodlebug to sleep, I got my iPad and looked up the talk. I sat there listening, in amazement, to his words. What I thought I knew about grace was so far off.
I'd point out my favorite parts but I love the whole thing, so I invite you to watch the video below. I assure you that you'll be grateful (or more grateful) for grace when you're done.
Last month, when my visiting teachers came over, they both highly suggested I watch the talk His Grace is Sufficient by Brad Wilcox.
So that night, as I was nursing Doodlebug to sleep, I got my iPad and looked up the talk. I sat there listening, in amazement, to his words. What I thought I knew about grace was so far off.
I'd point out my favorite parts but I love the whole thing, so I invite you to watch the video below. I assure you that you'll be grateful (or more grateful) for grace when you're done.
Friday, November 6, 2015
Grateful for: F
Fall Ball
When The Lime's t-ball season ended in the spring, we were so sad to think that he wouldn't be able to play baseball again for another year. You can imagine our excitement when I got an e-mail for Fall Ball sign-ups.
The Lime was in the Farm division this time, which meant it was coach pitch. He lucked out with a great coach, who has been kind, firm, supportive, and to the point.
He's improved on his throwing and catching, and is still getting the hang of having the ball pitched to him. We can't believe we're down to our last week!
I'm grateful for the opportunity The Lime's been given, to have fun and to learn. I'm grateful for the talent he has when it comes to baseball. I'm thankful for the desire he has to want to get better. I'm thankful for the coaches and the time they put into helping The Lime. I'm thankful for a patient Doodlebug who gets carted along to all the games and practices. I'm especially thankful that we haven't had to give up our Saturdays like the soccer players do.
When The Lime's t-ball season ended in the spring, we were so sad to think that he wouldn't be able to play baseball again for another year. You can imagine our excitement when I got an e-mail for Fall Ball sign-ups.
The Lime was in the Farm division this time, which meant it was coach pitch. He lucked out with a great coach, who has been kind, firm, supportive, and to the point.
He's improved on his throwing and catching, and is still getting the hang of having the ball pitched to him. We can't believe we're down to our last week!
I'm grateful for the opportunity The Lime's been given, to have fun and to learn. I'm grateful for the talent he has when it comes to baseball. I'm thankful for the desire he has to want to get better. I'm thankful for the coaches and the time they put into helping The Lime. I'm thankful for a patient Doodlebug who gets carted along to all the games and practices. I'm especially thankful that we haven't had to give up our Saturdays like the soccer players do.
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