Monday, April 26, 2010

The "D" word.

Somehow I have obtained 10 more followers on my blog in the months that I was not blogging. Not that I don't mind, but maybe I should give you something to read about.

Keegan is 3 and Jack is 2. This should sum up my life right now. We are entering into some new phases right now. Keegan is starting to have spiritual conversations that usually start like this, "Mom, God put Jesus on the cross".  My response is, "Yes, Keegs, do you know why?" Keegs replies, "Because of sin".  I ask what that is and he says, "When I do bad things." Home run brother! So, now the times I discipline him there is now a fresh spin on things.  However, the "D" word is about every 30 minutes in our house. 

I have started to realize that discipline is never convenient for parents. Maybe that is why it is so hard.  It disrupts schedules, makes outings miserable with crying, and dang, can I say more...makes the whole house miserable sometimes. I don't want to be the parent that just got tired and gave up and my boys are who rule the house.  It will pay off in the long run even if it makes bad days, but for now, I want to hold fast to training them by discipline so I don't look back and wished that I would have not been so lazy. Really, though, God means it when he says, "Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it." Proverbs 22:6

Monday, April 19, 2010

Welcome Preslee Mariah

I am so excited to announce that my friends Christine and Zach welcomed their first child, Preslee Mariah. There are really no words to describe how cool it is to see them hold this little girl and to know that God has divinely linked them together. To know that He has orchestrated this adoption from the beginning of time is so special.

God has been so faithful to provide for them financially and we sold over 180 shirts to help out! We shipped out the remaining shirts the day she was born! How is that for timing! God is so into the details.

My friends have inspired me through their perseverance and patience in this process. I have learned so much by watching them and love them even more now.

Welcome Preslee....I love you!

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Grave Digger

Monster Trucks. I never thought that I would be excited about them, but look...I am standing proudly in front of one with my family. It all started when my friend Amanda's son Jackson gave Keegan his monster trucks for his second birthday. He loved those things and yes, we still play with them. The yellow one is the only one that still has all wheels. When we visit Mansfield, my dad always has Monster Truck Rallies on dvr for their morning amusement while drinking milk and coffee.  That show has infiltrated our lives with verbage such as "Grave Digger", "Medusa", "Backwards Bob" and of course, "Batman".  In January, the boys on my side of the family loaded up and went to see a Monster Truck Rally in Houston. Keegan was annoyed at how loud it was, but his smile when came home said, "That was awesome!"

Knowing how amused my children are about Monster Trucks, my neighbor Merry Lynn lets us know that a monster truck by the name of "uh..I think it is Saturday Death" will be at their Easter Egg hunt the day before Easter. She laughed thinking that it was really weird/funny that that would be there, but maybe the name fit.  So, we ventured out to her church and from afar Keegan yells, "GRAVE DIGGER!!!". This is serious business yall.  Yes, "Saturday Death" was actually "Grave Digger", one of the most famous Monster Trucks. It was a little strange to have it in the church parking lot, hey, if it can get that crowd to church...DO IT! (The Lutherans have no shame!) I found a man who had a gigantic camera to take our picture and sweetly said, "Can you e-mail this to us...we LOVE monster trucks." Did I really say that...yes.

I am telling you, this is one huge truck. I was almost giddy about it because my kids were giddy. They got a signed autograph and everything from the actual driver.  Now that is cool.  Being a boy mom can be fun...I just have to let my pride go a little and forget what a dork I am just to see smiles on their faces.