Finally...Spring!

This weekend we had a double bonus. Sammy was home from the hospital and we had great weather. With LifeGroup at the Beiwalds, Soccer games (Ben scored 3 goals), Young Authors Conference (Whitney won), bubbles, new swings and a chalk mural it is safe to say we had a full weekend. We all tried to get outdoors as much as possible, but it sure felt good to be back in the swing of things!

MY HUSBAND ROCKS FRIDAY

So I lifted the idea of My Husband Rocks Friday from LikeaWarmCupofCoffee.

My Husband rocks everyday, but today especially, because the past 2 nights has has been getting up every two hours to give Sammy his meds, letting me get extra sleep. I tried to take turns with him, but he insisted. Now after our ordeal this month, sleep is better then roses and diamond COMBINED! Other then that Jeff is awesome Dad, I don't think that there is ever a decision he makes without considering the kids first. In short this is just one reason why MY HUSBAND ROCKS!

Bathroom Beauty Shop

So my back bathroom is our beauty parlor. Every single day of the week I braid, straighten, curl, spike, cut,etc. etc. etc. in our home's back bathroom. Between four kids and myself, and our endless amount of blow drying, hairspray, and gel the floor back there gets well....YUCK. I try to keep up and every couple days mop up the yuckiness. Today, it was especially gross (it seems my hair is falling out again, due to my recent life stresses). I headed back there with my lemon scented mop & glow and as I started moping I started thinking, (DANGEROUS I KNOW). It seems my life is alot like that yucky bathroom floor. I start out clean, and I try ,I really do, to do what is right. But it seems over time(days, weeks, minutes) I get this junk built up. Sometimes its envy or jealousy sometimes I have anger and control issues but then here comes God. Now its not lemon scented, but he cleans me up. His grace blankets me with reassurance, and I know only through him can I truly get clean, and rid of all my yuckies. I just want to be a good person. If Loving God and Loving People is my ultimate goal, how do I keep from getting gross? I think I have to start by letting go and just let him do the mopping, not me.

Birthdays

Today my husband and I went shopping for our two oldest boys birthdays (which are fast approaching -11 & 8 YIKES!). I love celebrating birthdays. At times I have been known to be....yes- I admitt it... a little over the top for their birthdays. I just can't help myself. To me, celebrating the day they were born, well it just doesn't get much better then that. They day they entered this earth, was the best days of my life (all 4 of them). Plus a birthday is your day, Christmas, Easter, Halloween, you have to share those, but a birthday is all yours. So I indulge...

I started a tradition a couple a years ago, on their birthday they get one package to open (cards are included) for each year they have been born. So Jake, who turns 8 next week gets 8 packages, they are not big gifts (guitar sunglasses and dollar tree water gun to name a couple)but it is more about making "their day" special, and making sure that they know how much we love them. I love to see how excited they are opening their gifts, blowing out their candles, and then teasing their dad about making a wish that his feet stunk a little less.

We didn't finish picking out everything, we are still comparing prices and trying to get a hint for what they REALLY want and in the end I am sure of two things 1- I will spend a little bit too much money (oh well) and 2- My kids will have a great day and know that I love them.