Thursday, February 17, 2011

Valentines and Round 2 of the Flu

My poor babies! Let's just say next year we are all getting flu shots. I didn't think it was even possible to get the same flu 2 times. But it is. So we have been stuck at home this week again. I just feel so bad when my sweet kids are so sick. But God is good, and we are better today!

Kenndall laying on the couch with the flu.
Clayton passed out on the chair with the flu.

Valentines Day. Brian was sick in bed with the flu all day. But he managed to help me out with the kiddos valentines. Clayton got a dog purse (it is kind of dumb, but her and Kenndall love them!) a pink monkey and some yummy candy. Clayton is really not a fan of Candy, so she only ate like 2 pieces. So I got to eat the rest. Mmmmmm! Hershey's kisses with Carmel are the best.
Cooper got a couple of lego Ben-10 characters. He LOVES them. This kid can sit and do Lego for hours. He watched Brian put them together once and now he can do it all by himself. He even makes up new characters and figures out how to put them together. It is really impressive. This kid loves Lego.
Sweet Kenndall got a dog purse and a pink hippo and of course candy. She loved hers too.
I am not really a fan of Valentines. I would rather Brian spend the money on the kids than me. And I do not want to go wait in line for 2 hours to eat at a restaurant, that is not romance. I don't want to spend hard earned money on roses that will die, or on chocolate that will be eaten, or a card that will get thrown away. To me romance is to see my husband play with his kids every night when he gets home, when he feeds and waters the dog, stays home with the kids so I can go to class, prays over our sweet family every morning, works so hard so that I can stay home with our kids, makes sure we have a beautiful lawn in the summer for the kids to play in, acts interested when I talk to him for 30 minutes straight about education, plays words with friends every night with me when we go to bed, puts in Twilight movies because he knows I like them, and tells me I am the hottest pregnant chick he has ever seen. LOL!
The most important thing in my marriage is everyday, unconditional love, treating each other with respect, and a continuous choice of deliberate commitment.
Anyway. I have been a little emotional lately. I am going to blame it on the fact that I am 32 weeks pregnant. :)

Friday, February 11, 2011

Soap Box

Recently I have pretty much decided that organized religion is the pits. Yes, I will still go to church and raise my kids around "church" people, but I am going to quit putting up with the people who are so quick to profess and attend and then do nothing to help others. Jesus himself said the greatest command was, "love your neighbor as yourself". Your neighbor is anyone you encounter that has a need. Someone you know at church who is having problems financially, the lady at the grocery store with a cast on her arm, the guy at the intersection of Frankford and Spur 327 with one leg, holding a sign. These people are my neighbors and the neighbors of these people that I go to church with. HOWEVER, some people that attend church every time the doors are open have forgotten that Jesus calls us to love and help those who are in need. Honestly, it disgusts me to hear of people in the church who complain about church service and bible classes and fail to even attempt to help other even when an opportunity is consistently presented. Since when did helping others out become so unnecessary. I am not talking about money, yes, money is a great way to help, but there are many other opportunities to help, the most valuable asset anyone is given is their time. For example, a teacher that takes extra time to talk to a student who is upset, a nurse who hugs a family member worried about their loved one, a landscaper who talks to an upset client about his recent divorce, a stay at home mama who chats with the grocery clerk who is obviously having a rough day. Opportunities will be given to each of us, an elderly lady who takes a meal to a friend who has just gotten out of the hospital. Unless you never leave your home, and you never talk to anyone. I guarantee that you know someone that could use a call, a meal, a card, a visit, or some cash. And unless you are absolutely devoid of all social skills (which some people are), you can tell when something is wrong with someone, or they need help. I am not trying to make anyone feel bad about themselves, but if you are not using what God has given you, you are in serious trouble with God. In His words,

"I was hungry and you fed me, I was thirsty and you gave me a drink,
I was homeless and you gave me a room, I was shivering and you gave me clothes, I was sick and you stopped to visit, I was in prison and you came to me.'

"Then those 'sheep' are going to say, 'Master, what are you talking about? When did we ever see you hungry and feed you, thirsty and give you a drink? And when did we ever see you sick or in prison and come to you?' Then the King will say, 'I'm telling the solemn truth: Whenever you did one of these things to someone overlooked or ignored, that was me—you did it to me.' Mt. 25

This passage outlines such simple ways of serving and helping others. Why not do them? In fact, to chose not to do these things is deliberating choosing to act in an ungodly way. In fact, to know the right thing to do and not do it, is far, far, far worse than many of the "sins" so preached against from the pulpit. How many times have you passed someone on the side of the road with a flat tire and said, "oh I can't stop and help them, I will be late to church." Somehow I can just see Jesus shaking his head in despair.

Okay, that is my soap box for today.

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

Snow Day!

Here are a few pictures of our fun in the snow today. Unfortunately is was soooooo cold we couldn't stay out long, but the kids had fun.
Clayton making a snow angel. It was torture for her, mainly because of the blowing snow and bright bright sun in her eyes, but she did it anyway.
This was her face everytime she laid down in the snow, pure misery.
Kenndall had a blast making snow angels, and snowballs and of course eating snow.
This was Cooper's main activity. He didn't want to make a snow angel because it was too cold, but he ate tons of snow.

Kenndall making a snowball.

And then on another note, this is our new bed for the girls. It is a twin over full bunkbed. They love love love it! And I do too. Kenndall likes the top bunk and sleeps in it most of the time, some times she sleeps by Clayton on the bottom. It is VERY sturdy and will last us for years and years! I love it. So, now we are officially ready for the baby.