So, I am chatting with my brother, who by the way doesn't really care about religion, but thinks he should join the Catholic church because his wife and kids go there and he wants to participate. While I commend his desire to have their family all in one accord, he is coming from the wrong place. Don't you think you should want to go to church because you ah.....LOVE GOD, want to be OBEDIENT TO GOD, and maybe want to WORSHIP GOD? I didn't say that to him in those BIG LETTERS :) but we continued to chat.
So, and this is what he says next:
" I don't understand what the big deal is about wondering who is going to get into heaven and who isn't. Why don't we just live our lives and try to be the best people we can be. Who cares!"
.................any suggestions on how to answer that one?
Family is hard to convert! :)
XO
Monday, April 26, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Sweet Words
I love to cook, but even more so I love to sit around a full dinner table and chat with my family. I actually do the majority of the listening for a change as the kids always have something interesting to say.
This is a favorite time of mine. It is like a winding down of the day. Pretty much all things are done by 6:00 at our house. School is finished, chores are done, work is over. The time to relax is now. I try not to think about the clean up from dinner, which in my kitchen is ALWAYS big since I am a very messy cook! I relish the time we share while enjoying a good meal.
Easter Dinner was no exception. But this time my husband was asking specific questions and the person who answered was the last person I thought would know all that he knew.
Our 9 year old little boy, as most of you know, is adopted. Along with his sweet smile, easy laugh and impish personality came some big cognitive delays, amongst other things. Teaching him right from wrong has been a challenge to say the least. Trying to get him to understand abstract things has been near impossible.
But not tonight. Tonight our little man surprised, amazed and excited us all. He not only answered all the questions, he answered them so fast that the other three didn't have a chance to get a word in. The conversation went something like this:
Daddy: So, who can tell me why we celebrate this special day?
Isaac: Because Jesus died on the cross on Good Friday and rose on Easter Sunday
Daddy: Very good Isaac, why did he have to die?
Isaac: Because we are sinners Daddy and he rose so he could prepare a place for us in heaven. (I am not kidding, those were his exact words!! THANK YOU SWEET JESUS!)
Daddy: What would happen if He didn't die for us?
Isaac: Then we would go to hell and it isn't nice there, you would much rather be in heaven. You have to tell Jesus you love him and tell him you are sorry for your sins and then you get to go to heaven with him.
My heart was singing that night. It is still singing when I remember it all. I wish you could understand what I do about Isaac and his struggle to learn the simplest tasks. I wish you could see him struggle to read each word, to write his alphabet. I wish you could see how hard he works with such little gain.
But it doesn't matter does it? In the grand scheme of things my little boy is brilliant! He has heard the greatest mystery of all times and believes. He has taken in the wonder of Christ and has faith to believe.
how he gets it and what he understands is no matter to me. It is obvious that God has touched his heart. It is obvious in my mind that God has a plan for my little boy. It is obvious that God has begun a good work in him......................PRAISE THE LORD!
XO
This is a favorite time of mine. It is like a winding down of the day. Pretty much all things are done by 6:00 at our house. School is finished, chores are done, work is over. The time to relax is now. I try not to think about the clean up from dinner, which in my kitchen is ALWAYS big since I am a very messy cook! I relish the time we share while enjoying a good meal.
Easter Dinner was no exception. But this time my husband was asking specific questions and the person who answered was the last person I thought would know all that he knew.
Our 9 year old little boy, as most of you know, is adopted. Along with his sweet smile, easy laugh and impish personality came some big cognitive delays, amongst other things. Teaching him right from wrong has been a challenge to say the least. Trying to get him to understand abstract things has been near impossible.
But not tonight. Tonight our little man surprised, amazed and excited us all. He not only answered all the questions, he answered them so fast that the other three didn't have a chance to get a word in. The conversation went something like this:
Daddy: So, who can tell me why we celebrate this special day?
Isaac: Because Jesus died on the cross on Good Friday and rose on Easter Sunday
Daddy: Very good Isaac, why did he have to die?
Isaac: Because we are sinners Daddy and he rose so he could prepare a place for us in heaven. (I am not kidding, those were his exact words!! THANK YOU SWEET JESUS!)
Daddy: What would happen if He didn't die for us?
Isaac: Then we would go to hell and it isn't nice there, you would much rather be in heaven. You have to tell Jesus you love him and tell him you are sorry for your sins and then you get to go to heaven with him.
My heart was singing that night. It is still singing when I remember it all. I wish you could understand what I do about Isaac and his struggle to learn the simplest tasks. I wish you could see him struggle to read each word, to write his alphabet. I wish you could see how hard he works with such little gain.
But it doesn't matter does it? In the grand scheme of things my little boy is brilliant! He has heard the greatest mystery of all times and believes. He has taken in the wonder of Christ and has faith to believe.
how he gets it and what he understands is no matter to me. It is obvious that God has touched his heart. It is obvious in my mind that God has a plan for my little boy. It is obvious that God has begun a good work in him......................PRAISE THE LORD!
XO
Monday, April 5, 2010
witnessing to the reluctant........
I was just on facebook with a gal I knew in highschool. I am up in the night again and she sent me a message to chat. I didn't know her all that well, but I hung out with a friend of hers.
FB is a strange thing. People you barely knew come out of the wood work and become your friends. It is cool, and a bit disturbing all at the same time HA!
Anyway, we chatted about lots of stuff and then she just started dumping (for lack of a better word) all this stuff out. She never got married, her parents are both gone, she is an only child, she wants to have kids, she has frozen embryos, she isn't religious, she is spiritual, even though she grew up a Jew....................and so on.
So what makes people just come out and tell you their life history in a matter of 2 minutes? She sounded so depressed (and said as much). What is she missing?
:) I know you all know the answer to that.
From our perspective it is almost like a DAH!!!!!!!! thing isn't it? We all want to yell the answer! We want to give her the cheat sheet.
I agree, that everyone should have the cheat sheet! We should all be told the answer. But what if the person doesn't believe it? What if they are the kind of person you need to tread lightly with and not come out and scream the Gospel in their faces?
I believe that sometimes God needs to fight this battle alone. Well, not completely alone. He needs us to plant that seed, to mention things here and there, well actually He doesn't need us at all............ok, just go with me here for a moment.
Sometimes you just need to live your life, open and out there for people to know you are who you say you are. You need to mention the love of Christ in your life as often as you see fit with that person. You need to be privately praying for that person. BUT, God needs to do all the work. It is ultimately God who changes that persons heart. It is God who decides who is going to be in that book of life. Not us. It is God who should be leading US on how we should be with that person. Not what a book says or other people say.
So, I did just that. I let her know my point of view. I let her know how God saved me from myself. How much my life has changed because of Him. How pathetic I was before Him. But then I stepped back. I let her talk/type. I encouraged and loved and felt for her. Again, the answer was screaming at her. I can see it..............I know what she needed. It beckons her, but she doesn't see it. She doesn't want to see it.
But, I will keep trying. She said that I should call her and talk about it with her sometime. I was thrilled for the opportunity, but it is 2 AM and I would wake everyone up in this RV with a phone call. But I will make that call, because God beckons ME to do it. What I will say and how I will say it is up to Him. I know that He will give me the words that I need and the heart that I need to tell her why HE is all she needs!!!!!!!!!!!
XO
FB is a strange thing. People you barely knew come out of the wood work and become your friends. It is cool, and a bit disturbing all at the same time HA!
Anyway, we chatted about lots of stuff and then she just started dumping (for lack of a better word) all this stuff out. She never got married, her parents are both gone, she is an only child, she wants to have kids, she has frozen embryos, she isn't religious, she is spiritual, even though she grew up a Jew....................and so on.
So what makes people just come out and tell you their life history in a matter of 2 minutes? She sounded so depressed (and said as much). What is she missing?
:) I know you all know the answer to that.
From our perspective it is almost like a DAH!!!!!!!! thing isn't it? We all want to yell the answer! We want to give her the cheat sheet.
I agree, that everyone should have the cheat sheet! We should all be told the answer. But what if the person doesn't believe it? What if they are the kind of person you need to tread lightly with and not come out and scream the Gospel in their faces?
I believe that sometimes God needs to fight this battle alone. Well, not completely alone. He needs us to plant that seed, to mention things here and there, well actually He doesn't need us at all............ok, just go with me here for a moment.
Sometimes you just need to live your life, open and out there for people to know you are who you say you are. You need to mention the love of Christ in your life as often as you see fit with that person. You need to be privately praying for that person. BUT, God needs to do all the work. It is ultimately God who changes that persons heart. It is God who decides who is going to be in that book of life. Not us. It is God who should be leading US on how we should be with that person. Not what a book says or other people say.
So, I did just that. I let her know my point of view. I let her know how God saved me from myself. How much my life has changed because of Him. How pathetic I was before Him. But then I stepped back. I let her talk/type. I encouraged and loved and felt for her. Again, the answer was screaming at her. I can see it..............I know what she needed. It beckons her, but she doesn't see it. She doesn't want to see it.
But, I will keep trying. She said that I should call her and talk about it with her sometime. I was thrilled for the opportunity, but it is 2 AM and I would wake everyone up in this RV with a phone call. But I will make that call, because God beckons ME to do it. What I will say and how I will say it is up to Him. I know that He will give me the words that I need and the heart that I need to tell her why HE is all she needs!!!!!!!!!!!
XO
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
1 John
1 John 1:1-4 (NKJ) "That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked upon, and our hands have handled, concerning the Word of life— 2 the life was manifested, and we have seen, and bear witness, and declare to you that eternal life which was with the Father and was manifested to us— 3 that which we have seen and heard we declare to you, that you also may have fellowship with us; and truly our fellowship is with the Father and with His Son Jesus Christ. 4 And these things we write to you that your[a] joy may be full."
I was sitting around today while my kids were doing school. Yes, you read that right, sitting around. Dishes were cleaned, dog walked, RV relatively tidy................so what was I to do? I decided to pull out my Bible and read while everyone else was quiet. Rare moment!!! I usually try and take care of that part of my day early, before I hear anyone else. But I didn't get to it this AM. So............off I go. And to be honest, I make a point to let my kids see me doing this as this is how I expect them to behave- as active Bible readers!!!
Usually I am involved in a study of some sort. It keeps me motivated to read my Bible and talk to God daily. But this afternoon I thought I would just read somewhere............so I picked 1John. I don't read this often. No reason really, I just don't. But as soon as I started to read I was struck by the very first paragraph. The one I have written to you at the top.
First I want to say how much I enjoyed this verse. Here John is writing to us to let us know that he/they have seen Christ. He was right there in front of them. He touched Christ. He is telling us this so that we can know that all that was promised to us, a life of eternity with Christ, is ours too! AND he is telling us this not only so we can declare it as well, but so that our joy may be complete! WOW! Thanks John!!
We don't have to worry about the fact that we did not see him. John and others have seen him. We too can be a part of this fellowship of believers. They are declaring this to us. Don't you think this also means that we too need to declare this to others? We are now part of that fellowship, and as members we need to let others know that there were witnesses to this miracle. This was not just another man claiming to be God, this WAS God. John wants us to rest in that.
I was really moved by these verses today. I am not sure why. Maybe it is because of what a special time of year it is. I have been thinking about Christ eating his last meal with his beloved friends. Thinking about him washing their feet as they looked on him in awe and wonder. Thinking about what he took on for us, for me, so that God would see me white as snow. Thinking of him rising again so that God would be glorified and we would all have a place with him forever.................so much to think about.
John is letting us know that all these things came to pass. He has been a witness to them. He is declaring them to all that will listen. He is reminding us that this is what was from the beginning. It was given to them and now to us so that we may be in glory with the Father.
My heart is full. Feeling the fullness of Christs love could only do one thing and that is bring us complete joy. What a gift. What a true blessing. What a treasure to rest upon, especially in these troubling times.
I was sitting around today while my kids were doing school. Yes, you read that right, sitting around. Dishes were cleaned, dog walked, RV relatively tidy................so what was I to do? I decided to pull out my Bible and read while everyone else was quiet. Rare moment!!! I usually try and take care of that part of my day early, before I hear anyone else. But I didn't get to it this AM. So............off I go. And to be honest, I make a point to let my kids see me doing this as this is how I expect them to behave- as active Bible readers!!!
Usually I am involved in a study of some sort. It keeps me motivated to read my Bible and talk to God daily. But this afternoon I thought I would just read somewhere............so I picked 1John. I don't read this often. No reason really, I just don't. But as soon as I started to read I was struck by the very first paragraph. The one I have written to you at the top.
First I want to say how much I enjoyed this verse. Here John is writing to us to let us know that he/they have seen Christ. He was right there in front of them. He touched Christ. He is telling us this so that we can know that all that was promised to us, a life of eternity with Christ, is ours too! AND he is telling us this not only so we can declare it as well, but so that our joy may be complete! WOW! Thanks John!!
We don't have to worry about the fact that we did not see him. John and others have seen him. We too can be a part of this fellowship of believers. They are declaring this to us. Don't you think this also means that we too need to declare this to others? We are now part of that fellowship, and as members we need to let others know that there were witnesses to this miracle. This was not just another man claiming to be God, this WAS God. John wants us to rest in that.
I was really moved by these verses today. I am not sure why. Maybe it is because of what a special time of year it is. I have been thinking about Christ eating his last meal with his beloved friends. Thinking about him washing their feet as they looked on him in awe and wonder. Thinking about what he took on for us, for me, so that God would see me white as snow. Thinking of him rising again so that God would be glorified and we would all have a place with him forever.................so much to think about.
John is letting us know that all these things came to pass. He has been a witness to them. He is declaring them to all that will listen. He is reminding us that this is what was from the beginning. It was given to them and now to us so that we may be in glory with the Father.
My heart is full. Feeling the fullness of Christs love could only do one thing and that is bring us complete joy. What a gift. What a true blessing. What a treasure to rest upon, especially in these troubling times.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Mean Mommy
I just read a friend of mines blog- http://www.hurricane-camille.blogspot.com/
She writes a GREAT blog if you need another one to add to your list. She has a gift.
Anyway, she talked about the honor of being a mother and a bit on how Daddy always gets the big greeting when he walks through the door and all the other fun things!
It reminded me a lot of how I have been feeling lately. I have named myself the mean mommy. I am the one to do all the dirty work. Yes, my husband does his part in the disciplining of our children, but he is fun on the other side. Me, I am just, well, mean mom. I have things to do, places to clean, meals to cook, papers to grade and character building to accomplish. I am just no fun! HA! I can't seem to step out of the serious role and into the fun role like my husband can.
The incredible thing is that my husband is known as the funny one with the kids. They think he is a riot! I am like WHAT!???? LOOK AT ME! I AM THE SILLY ONE!!! They don't see it though. I guess if I was to look at our lives right now I wouldn't see it either. I am the mean mommy.
Ironically one of the reasons my husband and I were attracted to one another was because I made him laugh and he grounded me! Go figure!
Each summer my family goes to the Jersey Shore to have at least a week long visit with my parents, brothers and their families. So much fun. There are 16 of us in all, not to mention the dogs, and we have a great time.
One of our traditions is to go to the boardwalk in Seaside Heights NJ. It is a dump really, but we just have to go, it is tradition! I have been doing it since I was 12. We eat greasy pizza, watch the weird people walk down the boardwalk, and of course ride the rides.
here is one crazy ride that goes around in a circle while you sit sideways in a car. The circle is not flat, there are hills and valleys. They spin you faster and faster and then they send you backwards just as fast, all the while blaring 80's music.
I always go on this ride with my sister in law Julie. It is amazing how a little ride can transform you back to the age of 16. We get on that ride and we are silly teens again doing embarrassing stuff. We flap our arms, make a thumbs up hitching a ride, do a little dance, scream, sing,....whatever. I laugh so hard trying the whole time not to squish Julie with the centrifugal force of the ride.
Funny thing happened this past summer though. I got off the ride and went up to my girls who were smiling kinda funny like. I asked them what was so funny and my mom chimed in. She said, "They were looking at you all funny while you were on that ride and I told them that you used to act like that ALL THE TIME when you were their age."
Can I tell you a I breathed a sigh of relief! My girls actually saw it! They saw me having fun! They saw me acting goofy, silly, laughing with tears. They witnessed it. YES!
I have to remember that God wants us to love life. He gave us breath, life, we need to live it! So why am I always so serious when it comes to my children?
I am not sure I can answer that. I am still trying to figure it all out. I keep hearing myself saying, "Lighten up Francis!" I can't seem to do it though. One of those things God needs me to work on. So today, I am going to try and laugh with my children. You know the laugh. Good belly laughs that hurt.
XO
She writes a GREAT blog if you need another one to add to your list. She has a gift.
Anyway, she talked about the honor of being a mother and a bit on how Daddy always gets the big greeting when he walks through the door and all the other fun things!
It reminded me a lot of how I have been feeling lately. I have named myself the mean mommy. I am the one to do all the dirty work. Yes, my husband does his part in the disciplining of our children, but he is fun on the other side. Me, I am just, well, mean mom. I have things to do, places to clean, meals to cook, papers to grade and character building to accomplish. I am just no fun! HA! I can't seem to step out of the serious role and into the fun role like my husband can.
The incredible thing is that my husband is known as the funny one with the kids. They think he is a riot! I am like WHAT!???? LOOK AT ME! I AM THE SILLY ONE!!! They don't see it though. I guess if I was to look at our lives right now I wouldn't see it either. I am the mean mommy.
Ironically one of the reasons my husband and I were attracted to one another was because I made him laugh and he grounded me! Go figure!
Each summer my family goes to the Jersey Shore to have at least a week long visit with my parents, brothers and their families. So much fun. There are 16 of us in all, not to mention the dogs, and we have a great time.
One of our traditions is to go to the boardwalk in Seaside Heights NJ. It is a dump really, but we just have to go, it is tradition! I have been doing it since I was 12. We eat greasy pizza, watch the weird people walk down the boardwalk, and of course ride the rides.
here is one crazy ride that goes around in a circle while you sit sideways in a car. The circle is not flat, there are hills and valleys. They spin you faster and faster and then they send you backwards just as fast, all the while blaring 80's music.
I always go on this ride with my sister in law Julie. It is amazing how a little ride can transform you back to the age of 16. We get on that ride and we are silly teens again doing embarrassing stuff. We flap our arms, make a thumbs up hitching a ride, do a little dance, scream, sing,....whatever. I laugh so hard trying the whole time not to squish Julie with the centrifugal force of the ride.
Funny thing happened this past summer though. I got off the ride and went up to my girls who were smiling kinda funny like. I asked them what was so funny and my mom chimed in. She said, "They were looking at you all funny while you were on that ride and I told them that you used to act like that ALL THE TIME when you were their age."
Can I tell you a I breathed a sigh of relief! My girls actually saw it! They saw me having fun! They saw me acting goofy, silly, laughing with tears. They witnessed it. YES!
I have to remember that God wants us to love life. He gave us breath, life, we need to live it! So why am I always so serious when it comes to my children?
I am not sure I can answer that. I am still trying to figure it all out. I keep hearing myself saying, "Lighten up Francis!" I can't seem to do it though. One of those things God needs me to work on. So today, I am going to try and laugh with my children. You know the laugh. Good belly laughs that hurt.
XO
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Lucky
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
This was a big thing in my house growing up. My mothers grandfather was born in Ireland. It is fun to have such diversity and know your great, great grandparents were actually born in another country. But I am not happy for the genetic trait of pale, translucent skin :) HA!
My mom always made a fun day of this "holiday". She turned our milk green, so when we woke up to eat our morning cereal we were ecstatic with the green milk to celebrate the day. She would decorate the house with shamrocks and cook Irish soda bread, smoked butt and cabbage. So much fun..........ok, so the smoked butt and cabbage weren't that great, but the whole celebrating something in March was fun.
So now I am older and although I love to celebrate stuff, anything really, I am getting a little annoyed at this word Luck. In fact it annoys me so much that I have told my children that they are not allowed to say it in our house! HA!
Why you might ask? Well, I just don't believe in luck. There is no such thing.
Ecc.3:14,15 says: I know that whatever God does, it shall be forever. Nothing can be added to it, and nothing taken from it. God does it, that men should fear before Him. That which is, has already been, and what is to be, has already been; and God requires an account of what is past.
As believers we know that God is in control of everything. He knew us before we were born. He has a plan for our lives already in place. We as Christians need to rest in this and know that things don't happen because of luck. They happen because God planned it that way. He usually has a lesson in it as well; which to many may be considered unlucky. But I think of it as a blessing. Paul counts it all as joy! Can you imagine that? What a blessing to have a heart that knows that all trials are counted as pure joy! WOW!! I wish I had that heart.
So, happy St. Patty's day. Enjoy the green and the food, but leave the luck to the non-believers. Or better yet, find a non-believer and let them know that luck is baloney. It is not of God, it is of this world and we are not to store up our treasures here in this world, but in heaven.
XO
This was a big thing in my house growing up. My mothers grandfather was born in Ireland. It is fun to have such diversity and know your great, great grandparents were actually born in another country. But I am not happy for the genetic trait of pale, translucent skin :) HA!
My mom always made a fun day of this "holiday". She turned our milk green, so when we woke up to eat our morning cereal we were ecstatic with the green milk to celebrate the day. She would decorate the house with shamrocks and cook Irish soda bread, smoked butt and cabbage. So much fun..........ok, so the smoked butt and cabbage weren't that great, but the whole celebrating something in March was fun.
So now I am older and although I love to celebrate stuff, anything really, I am getting a little annoyed at this word Luck. In fact it annoys me so much that I have told my children that they are not allowed to say it in our house! HA!
Why you might ask? Well, I just don't believe in luck. There is no such thing.
Ecc.3:14,15 says: I know that whatever God does, it shall be forever. Nothing can be added to it, and nothing taken from it. God does it, that men should fear before Him. That which is, has already been, and what is to be, has already been; and God requires an account of what is past.
As believers we know that God is in control of everything. He knew us before we were born. He has a plan for our lives already in place. We as Christians need to rest in this and know that things don't happen because of luck. They happen because God planned it that way. He usually has a lesson in it as well; which to many may be considered unlucky. But I think of it as a blessing. Paul counts it all as joy! Can you imagine that? What a blessing to have a heart that knows that all trials are counted as pure joy! WOW!! I wish I had that heart.
So, happy St. Patty's day. Enjoy the green and the food, but leave the luck to the non-believers. Or better yet, find a non-believer and let them know that luck is baloney. It is not of God, it is of this world and we are not to store up our treasures here in this world, but in heaven.
XO
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Dear Daughters
I love my daughters. They are just so funny. Each one has her own personality. They couldn't be more opposite, yet the compliment each other - most days :)
I had such a fun day yesterday. I decided that I was going to teach them how to shave their legs.
I have one daughter that is fighting the growing up thing. She has been fighting it forever and is just not interested in all the things that come with being a young lady. She is quiet, shy, reserved and is not AT ALL interested in discussing hygiene with mom, or anyone else for that matter.
My other daughter on the other hand is quite fine with this new change in her life. She is curious about what will happen next and is interested in trying new things. She is a little louder, a little more hyper and not so reserved. She questions me about a lot of things going on with her and her body.
SO, when I woke up yesterday and said, "Today I am going to teach you how to shave your legs!" I wasn't surprised at the moans and yahoos! HA!
My quiet daughter said that she was NOT interested at all and wouldn't do it. Well, she is polite and didn't exactly say those words, but her face and eyes were something to behold! She was not going to budge. I talked to her off and on for a while, but she finally said, " Mom, it is vain."
hhhmmmmm, never thought of that and didn't have an argument, so I let her go-for now, but she had to watch the other one while I taught her, just in case she changed her mind :)
Now remember we are living in an RV with a stall shower and a bathroom that doesn't fit too many people. My "just observing" daughter sat on the toilet while my "yes, lets get to it" daughter (who is younger one by the way) stood with me by the sink.
I filled it with water, had her dunk her foot in there, soaped her up and we proceeded. My youngest thought it was great fun. She let me do it for a while to show her and around all the hard shin bones, but she easily got the hang of it and wanted to finish the rest. All the while I was trying to catch a glimpse of the older one maybe, just maybe being interested...............nothing. That same sour puss face never left her.
So, all in all, it was a fun afternoon. My youngest couldn't stop rubbing her legs. She even asked both her brothers to feel how smooth they were HAHA!! So cute! She is just excited to be doing something new.
When I was a young wife I remember hoping that I would have a house full of boys. I grew up with two brothers and was a total jock. I enjoyed the boys that I grew up with as we played soccer, baseball and anything else that involved running around.
But God didn't have that in mind for me. I am SOOO glad! I am blessed to have these two young women in my life. They are a treasure and life would be so different and I am sure not as wonderful without them.
Even in these moments of "warring" between them and me or between the two of them life is still sweet. God is so good
XO
I had such a fun day yesterday. I decided that I was going to teach them how to shave their legs.
I have one daughter that is fighting the growing up thing. She has been fighting it forever and is just not interested in all the things that come with being a young lady. She is quiet, shy, reserved and is not AT ALL interested in discussing hygiene with mom, or anyone else for that matter.
My other daughter on the other hand is quite fine with this new change in her life. She is curious about what will happen next and is interested in trying new things. She is a little louder, a little more hyper and not so reserved. She questions me about a lot of things going on with her and her body.
SO, when I woke up yesterday and said, "Today I am going to teach you how to shave your legs!" I wasn't surprised at the moans and yahoos! HA!
My quiet daughter said that she was NOT interested at all and wouldn't do it. Well, she is polite and didn't exactly say those words, but her face and eyes were something to behold! She was not going to budge. I talked to her off and on for a while, but she finally said, " Mom, it is vain."
hhhmmmmm, never thought of that and didn't have an argument, so I let her go-for now, but she had to watch the other one while I taught her, just in case she changed her mind :)
Now remember we are living in an RV with a stall shower and a bathroom that doesn't fit too many people. My "just observing" daughter sat on the toilet while my "yes, lets get to it" daughter (who is younger one by the way) stood with me by the sink.
I filled it with water, had her dunk her foot in there, soaped her up and we proceeded. My youngest thought it was great fun. She let me do it for a while to show her and around all the hard shin bones, but she easily got the hang of it and wanted to finish the rest. All the while I was trying to catch a glimpse of the older one maybe, just maybe being interested...............nothing. That same sour puss face never left her.
So, all in all, it was a fun afternoon. My youngest couldn't stop rubbing her legs. She even asked both her brothers to feel how smooth they were HAHA!! So cute! She is just excited to be doing something new.
When I was a young wife I remember hoping that I would have a house full of boys. I grew up with two brothers and was a total jock. I enjoyed the boys that I grew up with as we played soccer, baseball and anything else that involved running around.
But God didn't have that in mind for me. I am SOOO glad! I am blessed to have these two young women in my life. They are a treasure and life would be so different and I am sure not as wonderful without them.
Even in these moments of "warring" between them and me or between the two of them life is still sweet. God is so good
XO
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