My Girls

Chatting Over Cereal

2011-12-03T10:46:00.002-06:00

Our breakfast conversation yesterday ...

Jordan (to no one in particular): Blood isn't real.

Mom: If blood weren't real, we wouldn't be alive. Blood takes oxygen to all our body parts and makes our body systems work. It helps your organs function ... like your brain.

Kaya: And don't forget the ONE (organ) that CANNOT have anything bad happen to it ... or it's all over. THE HEART!
(thinking)
I mean, one eeny weeny fly punches it, and it's GONE!
(thinking)
We really need a Venus Fly Trap around here.

Why Did Mom Marry You, Dad?

2011-12-01T12:03:00.000-06:00

Kaya: Why did Mom marry you, Dad?

Dad: Sweetie, Mom married me because she likes me.

Kaya: But what if she doesn't really like you? Maybe she just married you for the rewards.

Dad: Of course she likes me!

Kaya: I think she just wanted to see you naked.

Chillin' on an Ice Chest (photos of J and B)

2011-11-30T13:12:00.000-06:00

Destructions

2011-11-21T15:11:00.000-06:00

The other night, Jordan (3 1/2) was trying to tell Brenna (1 1/2) how to do something. I don't recall what. Here's what Jordan said when Brenna didn't cooperate.

Jordan: Look, /Bwinna/. You just have to follow my destructions.
Mommy: Baby, you can use "instructions" or "directions," but "destructions" doesn't quite work in this situation.
Jordan: [rolls her eyes at me and turns to face Brenna again]
Jordan: Like I said, /Bwinna/, just follow my destructions.

"Morer" Is Not a Word

2011-11-21T15:02:00.000-06:00

The following is a conversation between my two oldest daughters, Kaya (8) and Jordan (3).

Kaya: I love this show.

Jordan: I love it morer! ["morer" equals "mo-wuh"]

Kaya: "Morer" is not a word.

Jordan: Yes it is.

Kaya: "Mirror" is a word. "Morer" is not.

Jordan: I'm just telling you, "morer" IS a word.

Kaya: Mommy, Jordan has gum on her foot. ... And she's eating it!

* Yes, Kaya has ADHD. I'm impressed she stuck with one topic of conversation as long as she did!

Choosing a Career Path

2011-11-14T11:24:00.000-06:00

Kaya ... "I've always wanted to be a toilet doctor."

Me ... "You mean a plumber?"

Kaya ... "Yeah. Or maybe I'll just be a mechanic."

Says the most talented artist in the family.

Taking a Break (from driving) on the LSU Campus

2011-10-29T12:47:00.000-05:00

playing with the LSU mascot

Wildseed Farm (mom's favorite spot)

2011-10-29T12:34:00.000-05:00

Mom, you'd better appreciate this. I'm exhausted from uploading photos all morning. :) For more photos of this beautiful place, click here.

Enchanted Rock

2011-10-29T12:25:00.000-05:00

Play Date With Braelyn and Ella

2011-10-29T12:17:00.000-05:00

TV Junkies

2011-10-29T12:10:00.000-05:00

Educational Shortcomings (and a George-Washingtonian list of manners)

2011-10-09T19:45:00.001-05:00

I'm (begrudgingly) working on lesson plans for the week. Kaya hates writing and math, two of my strongest subjects. Since they come naturally to me, I tend to get frustrated with Kaya when the same is not true for her. When I look at a math problem, I see numbers inside of numbers that float around the page rearranging themselves (competitive "Number Sense" techniques I learned as a child). So I don't exactly know how to teach her straightforward math when my mind takes shortcuts.

I try to explain number manipulation to Kaya, but she gives me the funniest looks. So we have to go the repetition route (flash cards, computer games, worksheets, blah), which I find exhausting and stressful (as she does). She'd rather just read, watch TV, or do flips over the back of the couch. Kaya doesn't see why math is necessary in the first place. So we are quite behind in that area ... kind of like writing. (But she's worlds ahead in reading and spiritual knowledge, and those are the most important subjects in our family.)

Kaya is perfectly capable of writing sentences, and her handwriting is pretty good. Of course, she's incredibly creative. But she refuses to cooperate with any of her copywork lessons, no matter what exciting texts I find for her to work with (scripture, poetry, jokes, literature).

I homeschool using the Charlotte Mason Method, so the approaches are quite different than in typical public school education. For writing, copywork is done through third grade. In fourth grade, we are supposed to switch to dictation. I think we're just going to switch to oral lessons now, though. She seems to be an auditory learner (along with tactile and kinesthetic).

So here's the actual point of this post. I was looking for copywork/dictation material and found this (completely unedited, packed-with-errors) list of manners written by George Washington; some are pretty funny. If you are super bored and happen to still be reading this ridiculously long post, enjoy this:

George Washington's List of Manners

1. Every action done in company, ought to be with some sign of respect to those that are present.

2. When in company do not put your hands to any private part of the body.

3. Show nothing to your friend that might frighten him.

4. Do not sing, hum or drum your fingers or feet in the presence of others.

5. If you cough, sneeze, sigh or yawn do it quietly and privately. Do not speak when yawning, put your hand over your mouth and turn aside.

6. Do not sleep when others are speaking. Do not sit when others stand, speak when you should hold your peace or walk when others are stopped.

7. Do not speak louder than ordinary. When at work or at play give place to the one who comes last.

8. [this one seems to be missing; perhaps I shall write my own :)]

9. Do not spit.

10. When you're sitting, keep your feet firmly on the floor without crossing them.

11. Don't shift yourself or gnaw on your fingernails when in the company of others.

12. Don't shake your head or roll your eyes, nor wry your mouth. Don't speak too closely to someone's face, so that you don't accidentally spit on them.

13. Don't turn your back to others when they are speaking.

14. Keep your nails clean and short.

15. Do not be a flatterer. Don't play with those who don't like to be played with.

16. Don't read letters or books when with company; if it is necessary to read ask to leave. Don't read the writings of others or give your opinion to others unless asked.

17. Your countenance should be pleasant, but serious when matters are serious.

18. Your gestures should be suited to the discourse you are upon.

19. Do not reproach those who have infirmities of nature.

20. Do not show yourself to be glad at the misfortune of another, even your enemies.

21. When you see a crime punished, you may be inwardly pleased, but always show pity to the suffering offender.

22. Do not laugh too loudly or too much at a public meeting.

23. Avoid superfluous compliments and affections at ceremonies.

24. If anyone comes to speak to you while you are sitting, stand up.

25. If you meet with anyone of greater quality than yourself, stop and give way for him to pass.

26-29. [missing from list]

30. In most countries the highest place for walking is on the right hand; place yourself on the left of him whom you desire to honor.

31. If anyone of higher age, estate or merit offers you a place above themselves in their lodging, you should not accept it.

32. If anyone is your equal you should give the chief place in your home to them. The one who is offered ought at first to refuse it but at the second to accept, but not without acknowledging their own unworthiness.

33. It is good manners to prefer them to whom we speak before ourselves.

34. Let your discourse with people of business be short and comprehensive.

35. People of low degree ought to treat others of high degree with respect and honor. Those of high degree ought to treat them with affability and courtesy and without arrogance.

36. Keep a full pace from people when you are speaking to them. You shouldn't lean or look them full in the face nor approach too near them.

37. When you visit someone who is sick, do not play the physician if you are not a physician.

38. When writing or speaking give to every person his due title according to his degree and the custom of the place.

39. Do not strive with your superiors, but always submit your judgment to others with modesty.

40. Do not try to teach your equal in the art he professes. It sounds like arrogance.

41. Don't express joy before someone who is sick or in pain. That contrary passion will aggravate his misery.

42. Don't blame a man when he has done all that he can do and yet does not succeed.

43. Before advising or reprehending anyone, consider whether it ought to be in public or private and always do it with sweetness and mildness.

44. Always take admonitions thankfully in public, in private you can clear up the matter if not culpable of the offense.

45. Do not mock or jest at anything of importance. If you deliver anything witty, abstain from laughing at yourself.

46. When you reprove another be unblameable yourself, for example is more prevalent than precepts.

47. Do not use reproachful language against anyone. Do not curse nor revile.

48. Do not be hasty to believe disparaging reports of others.

49. Do not wear foul, unclean clothing.

50. Be modest in your apparel and endeavor to accommodate nature. Keep to the fashion of your equals such as are civil and orderly with respect to the times and places.

51. Do not act like a peacock looking every where about you to see if you are well clothed.

52. Associate yourself with men of good quality if you esteem your own reputation. It is better to be alone than in bad company.

53. Let your conversations be without malice or envy.

54. Never express anything unbecoming, nor act immorally before your inferiors.

55. Do not utter base and frivolous things amongst learned men, nor very difficult questions or subjects among the ignorant.

56. Do not speak of melancholy things such as death and wounds at the dinner table, and if others mention them change the topic.

57. Only tell your dreams to your most intimate friends.

58. A person should not value his own achievement or qualities, much less his riches, virtue or kindred.

59. Do not speak injurious words, scoff or jest at another, even if they give occasion.

60. Do not be forward, but friendly and courteous.

61. Do not detract from others.

62. Do not go to someone's home if you are not sure you will be welcome. Do not give advice without being asked, and if asked, make it brief.

63. Do not take sides of either when people are arguing. Do not be obstinate in your own opinion.

64. Do not reprehend the imperfections of others. That belongs to parents and superiors.

65. Do not stare at marks or blemishes of others and do not ask how they came.

66. Do not speak in an unknown language in the company of others.

67. Think before you speak, do not bring out your words to hastily, but orderly and distinctly.

68. Be attentive when another is speaking, if he hesitates in his words do not help nor prompt him without be asked, do not interrupt, and do not answer until his speech is done.

69. If you come in the middle of ones discourse and you perceive a stop because of your coming in , you may entreat him gently to proceed. If a person of quality comes in while you are conversing it's good to repeat what was said before.

70. Do not point your finger or approach too near when you are speaking with someone.

71. Do not whisper in the company of others.

72. Do not make comparisons. If anyone is commended, do not commend another for the same thing.

73. Do not relate news if you do not know the whole truth.

74. Do not be tedious in your discourse.

75. Do not be curious to know the affairs of others.

76. Do not undertake what you cannot perform. Be careful to keep your promises.

77. When you deliver a hard matter, do it without passion and with discretion, however mean the person is to you.

78. When your superiors talk to someone, do not listen in, speak or laugh.

79. When with a superior, speak not until you are asked.

80. Walk in a dignified way. Do not contradict at every turn what others say.

81. Do not make many digressions, or repeat often the same manner of discourse.

82. Do not speak evil of the absent, for it is unjust.

83. Do not scratch, spit, cough or blow your nose when at the dinner table.

84. Do not eat with greediness, do not lean on the table, or take fault with what you eat.

85. Don't take butter with a dirty knife.

86. Do not stuff your mouth. Finish what is in your mouth before you take another bite.

87. Do not talk with your mouth full.

88. Do not lay your arm but only your hand upon the table.

89. It belongs to the chiefest in company to begin eating first.

90. Do not get angry at the table, whatever happens.

91. When you speak of God or His attributes, let it be seriously and with reverence.

92. Honor and obey your natural parents even if they are poor.

93. Let your recreations be wholesome and not sinful.

94. Labor to keep alive that little spark of celestial fire called conscience.

Look What I Have

2011-10-08T12:25:00.000-05:00

Oh my word, she looks like she's 12 instead of 8.

Okay, that's better. Here, she could be 6 or 7.

Below are Kaya's clay creations. She shaped one for every holiday but then got frustrated with her art and destroyed some of the pieces. She's just like her momma. :)

The girls are quite ready for Halloween. I think it's my favorite holiday too, or perhaps there's a bit of a tie with Valentine's Day.

Yes, they all badly need their bangs trimmed. I'm well aware. :)

Jordanisms

2011-10-07T14:22:00.000-05:00

It is not uncommon for me to be heard exclaiming, "Geez Louise!" Nor is it uncommon for Jordan to incorrectly mimic my idiosyncratic phrasings. In extreme frustration with me, she just said (while waving her hands around), "Geez Waleeze!" I asked her to repeat herself. In realizing she had misspoken, she gave it another try. "Geez Wasneeze!"

And now she's moved on to talking about building a tent in the living room. I can hardly keep up with these girls! :)

Sugar Cookie Dough

2011-10-05T16:26:00.000-05:00

This is the newest member of our family:

Kaya says his first name is Sugar, his middle name is Cookie, and his last name is Dough.

The Smartest Cheerleader Ever

2011-10-05T16:11:00.000-05:00

I overheard the funniest conversation between Kaya and her dad the other day. She said she was going to travel north-south (as in northeast or southwest, only in an impossible-to-travel direction). He asked her how she planned to go in two opposing directions at once, and she said "Watch me."

She placed her hands on the floor, did a hop, and slid her legs (in opposing directions) downward and outward into perfect cheerleader "splits" formation. She had bested us once again as her two feet travelled in opposite directions at once (presumably north and south).

Camping In

2011-08-31T12:23:00.000-05:00

The girls begged Daddy to camp out with them last night. The agreed-upon compromise was to camp in instead. They set up a "tent" using blankets and chairs, watched a movie, and slept in the tent most of the night.

As soon as the tent was erected, I snuck off to take a hot bath and then went to bed with Brenna. Am I bad mom? Who cares?! I slept for almost a thousand hours, pretty much. I had the best night of sleep and actually woke up in a good mood.

Since the girls didn't get to roast marshmallows or make smores last night, I made them marshmallow treats for breakfast. This is the way people do it in Alabama: Place Saltines or Ritz crackers on a cookie sheet, smother them with peanut butter until they can no longer breathe, and place a big fat puffy marshmallow on top. Bake them until the 'mallows are golden, and eat promptly.

The girls did not eat their treats promptly, so the marshmallows got hard and crunchy. After a sugary breakfast, they moved on to cantaloupe and Popsicles and headed outside to play in the water.

So now it's time to shower and get on with the day. I hope your day is as fabulous as ours.

Facebook Statuses That Should Have Been Journal Entries or Blog Posts Instead

2011-08-29T17:32:00.000-05:00

August 10 ...
Kaya: "Mom. YOU are a genius!"
Me: "Yes! I've been TRYING to tell you that!"

August 10 ... "This is what you call a cross-curricular activity. Lifting weights while studying geography. (Note the interesting placement of the globe in the background.)"

August 13 ... "I can't get enough of this nasty stuff!" (I know this isn't about my girls, but I think everyone should watch this. Warning: The video shows the totally awesome and disgusting removal of bot flies.)

August 18 ... "'You look the same as you did in high school! Are you sure you're getting older?' ... The BEST Facebook message ever." ... (Yeah, that's not about my girls either. But I had to sneak it in there anyway because it was such a nice compliment.)

August 24 ... "During a money-math lesson today, Kaya was counting coins and lining them up on her arm instead of on the page we were working on. She said, 'Look, I'm armed with coins. Get it?' ... She is so clever!"

August 26 ... "We are currently studying Ancient Greece. So the girls are in the playroom building with blocks, creating cities, and pretending their little people are Spartans and Athenians."

I promise to start blogging about my children again. I may even upload some new photos.

June Photos ... Summer Fun

2011-06-21T01:32:00.000-05:00

Play Date at Miss Terri's

(This is Little Brenna Boo ... aka Brenja ... aka Bity.)

Tate (the boy Kaya wants to marry one day)

Kaya Papaya Lounging on the Furniture

Buckethead Buddies, Brenna and Cade

Miss Jordan Being a Little Sweetie Pie

(a rarity for a 3-year-old)

The Decorative Towel Reggie Bought Me

(embroidered by future-missionary Ashton)

Towel Closeup

(Amen to this, Sister Ashton!)

Kaya and Mommy Having a Movie Date to Celebrate Her 8 1/2-Year-Old Birthday

(We saw Judy Moody at the theater ... I ordered her two of the Judy Moody books yesterday [there are several]; they'll arrive in the mail in a couple of days to surprise her. She absolutely LOVES getting mail, so she'll freak out! I also ordered Hello Kitty Silly Bandz for her and Jordan. I can't wait for their package to arrive!)

Mother-Daughter Smooches

(Kaya almost never lets me kiss her, so you KNOW she was having a great time if she let me on our date.)

Play Date at Our House With Miss Melody's Pack of Girls

(Sarah, Rebekah, and Leah)

Brenna in the Shopping Cart

Jordaniah Bullfrog

(That's Mommy's nickname for her. "Jordaniah was a bullfrog. She was a good friend of mine.")

My So-Called Life

2011-06-13T19:14:00.000-05:00

1) I am feeding my children too much pasta. Mac and cheese. Spirals. Shells. Angel hair. Vermicelli. Spaghetti. All forms. With butter and often cheese, no sauce. That's how they like it.

2) Kaya is going through an adorable "gymnastic phase" that has her doing front rolls all over the house. She enters a room doing a front roll. She crosses the room doing a front roll. She leaves the room doing a front roll. It's like she's training for the kiddie circus. She doesn't smile. She doesn't look around to see who's watching. She just flips and rolls and flips again. Kaya doesn't think there is anything out of the ordinary about this behavior. It's just "what she does."

3) Brenna is having a black-bean feast. I'm not sure if she's ingesting any of the beans, but she is certainly covered in them. If only my camera weren't in the van. And if only I weren't too lazy to go get it.

4) Brenna has hit the "entertainer" stage. She loves to grin and look at us to make sure we've seen whatever adorable thing she's just done. Today, she knocked over my tall white laundry basket and then climbed on top of it, lying down spread eagle. Then she looked up and me laughing to make sure I found her "show" as entertaining as she did.

5) It is VBS week, and Reggie is taking the big girls so that I can relax. Today, I did way too much relaxing! Brenna and I played, I read, and I wrote. I did not clean. It was awesome.

6) Jordan and Kaya are on TV restriction for a week. It isn't really working. It's punishing me way more than it's punishing them. What was I thinking? A WEEK?! Once or twice a day, I tell them that I am going to watch Veggie Tales and that they can watch along with me, if they want. Sneaky Mommy.

7) Starfall.com is a current Internet staple around our house. Kaya still loves it but would probably say something like, "Shhh, don't tell my friends! It's for babies!" She's so worried about people think she likes things are for babies. Here's a little secret about her parents: They are doing everything they can to KEEP HER A BABY. Our babies grow up too fast as it is. I think all the other kids are watching and doing stuff that is too grown up. So how about that? Jordan is also a new fan of starfall.com. (It's an educational web site, by the way.) Now that she's a big almost 3 1/2-year-old, she can handle the mouse and keyboard. She is doing swimmingly learning her letters as well as sight words. That's right world. I SAID my child would read by the time she was 3. And now it's really happened.

8) Reggie has gout in (on?) his toe. Shhh. He doesn't want anyone to know he feels like he is dying. But let's face it. No one's reading this post, and if they are, they are not reading down this far. So I'm sure his secret is safe.

9) I have been a writing fool for the past couple of months. I found a web site that pays for "good" posts (that get a lot of votes from readers), and I've done pretty well. But my writing days are numbered as summer break comes to a close and we have to prepare for third grade.

10) We are selling snowcones this summer, and I am our best (non-paying) customer. Megan, one of our teenagers in the youth group, turned me onto this awesome flavor, which is now my absolute fave: Banana Coconut. Let it sink in. Yes. It is seriously delicious. You should be very jealous.

Kaya's "Half-Day" and Jordan's Toothpaste Song, Among Other Things

2011-06-10T12:42:00.004-05:00

Kaya's 8 1/2
This week is Kaya's half birthday. She officially turned 8 1/2 years old on Wednesday. For weeks, she's been talking about a new movie coming out called Judy Moody. So tonight, Daddy is watching the little girls so that Kaya and I can have a movie date to celebrate her special half-day.

This afternoon, she and her dad have gone to visit Paw Paw. She just called me from the road to ask if she could have a motorcycle when she turns 10. When I said no, she was quick with the negotiations. "How about when I'm 18?" Kaya called at a really bad time, not that my answer would ever have been any different. But the stuff below was going on at the time, so she unfortunately got Mommy at her worst.

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Brenna's 15 Months
Beckoned by the sound of a toilet lid banging repeatedly against the bowl, I scurried into the bathroom to investigate the commotion (commode-tion?). The banging had ceased, but Brenna had moved on to hand-washing Jordan's underwear in the toilet water.

Ew.

Jordan's Almost 3 1/2
Jordan had squeezed out a couple of tablespoons of brand-new toothpaste onto a carefully spread out wash cloth. The clean and dry toothbrush was sitting idly by, never being considered as a palette on which to apply toothpaste.

After a time out, Jordan threw out her meaningless "sorry" ready to move onto a new activity but not having learned any lessons.

"Jordan, saying 'sorry' is useless when you don't mean it. What are you going to do to really fix this?"

"Chores!"

After I ran through a list of possibilities, Jordan dismissed every one and finally decided to sing me a song about how bad it is to waste toothpaste. She climbed onto the ottoman in the center of the living room and belted out this little ditty:

"We don't waste toothpaste!
No we don't!
We don't waste toothpaste.
No we don't.
We
do
not
waste
tooooooooooothpaste.
We
do
not
waste
tooooooooooothpaste.

Yay!

That's the song, Mommy."

I grinned and let her off the hook. Until she ran up to me and smeared toothpaste all over my shirt. I didn't realize it was on her hands as well.

Did I mention the girl is still trying to get me to nurse her? When Reggie asks me every morning if I slept well, I just scoff. How on earth could I sleep well when Brenna still wants to use me for a pacifier and Jordan wishes she could? When she wakes up somewhere around dawn, she comes into the room, climbs on me, and begs me to let her nurse. "But Mommy, I'm a little baby too!" The next couple of hours are a joke as I try to sleep and fight her off.

Will my body ever belong to me again?

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Daddy Is 30-Something
Yesterday, I took Brenna to the doctor for her 15-month well-baby checkup. She had an ear infection but was fine other than that. She's at the 75th percentile for height and weight. I don't recall what the measurements were. The whole thing was just a blur, really. I used to write down all the stats. But with three children, I don't even remember that there IS an appointment. I had no clue we were scheduled for Thursday until Wednesday when the nurse called to remind me.

Here's how foggy I am. Shortly after arriving, the nurse asked me to fill out paperwork on all three of my children, AGAIN. In the blank that asked for Reggie's birthday, I wrote 11/9/43 and didn't give it a second thought. I was born in '77, if that throws up a red flag for you.

I didn't realize my error until I filled out the second batch of forms. 1943 just didn't seem quite right for my husband's birth year. That's when it occured to me that my mother was born in '43 not my husband.

Like I said, things are blurry up in here. But everyone's alive. That's saying something, isn't it?

The Homeschooler's Psalm 23

2011-06-06T15:39:00.000-05:00

All the text below is from the Alpha-Omega daily devotional for homeschoolers I receive each day in my e-mail inbox:

The Lord is my shepherd,

I shall not want.

He maketh me to live on less sleep:
He leadeth me through the noise of many voices.

He restoreth my soul: He leadeth me to teach
The right lessons each day, for His name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of undone
Laundry and kitchen messes, I will fear no evil:

For thou art with me, my teacher's guides and
Answer keys, they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence
Of threatening school officials and critical family members:

Thou anointest my head with heavenly wisdom, my cup runneth over.
Surely educated and godly children shall follow after me

All the days of my life: and I will dwell again one day
In a clean house with the Lord forevermore.

Praise God, we do have a good Shepherd who leads us through every homeschooling problem and provides for our every need. Best of all, our Shepherd knows us and promises never to desert us when the wolf comes seeking to destroy (John 10:11-13). When we listen to the Shepherd's voice and follow Him, we are sure to receive a great reward as we reach the peaceful green pastures of Christ-like, educated children. "And when the chief Shepherd shall appear, ye shall receive a crown of glory that fadeth not away" (1 Peter 5:4).

Father, how I praise You for leading my children and me in the path of homeschooling. Without You, we surely would be confused and lost. We come to You again this day and pray for Your continued blessings as we follow You. In Jesus' name, Amen.

Painting With Mee Maw

2011-05-25T16:36:00.000-05:00

Kaya loves to paint. If I would let her, she'd do it everyday. On canvas. But I can't afford to buy supplies that often, nor am I brave enough to get out the painting supplies every day (with little ones underfoot, anyway).

Last week, Mee Maw came over to visit. We got to talking about hobbies and art, and she mentioned that she'd always wanted to try painting but had never done it.

So I buzzed into the kitchen to clean up so that Mee Maw and Kaya could paint together. Here are their pieces:

Kaya's looks like a turtle to me. And Mee Maw said hers was abstract.

Before they painted together, Mee Maw bought Kaya's last painting for a buck. She's going to have to start selling to people other than family. We can't even pay for the supplies at these prices!

Brenna's Talking! And Happy Mother's Day!

2011-05-08T14:35:00.000-05:00

I feel like such a bad mommy blogger, and an even worse mommy! I've been writing all over the place these days: on Facebook, on GoodBlogs, on "I am that," and a tiny bit here. But I've been terrible about documenting baby milestones.

With my firstborn, I wrote everything down. With my second, I wrote down a fair amount. But with my third, I've written down very little. It's kind of a "been there, done that" feeling. It's not quite as exciting to experience all the firsts the third time around. But that's not fair to poor Baby B. :(

Kaya and Jordan each have a box full of keepsakes. Brenna's is pretty empty. Granted, she's only 14 months old and hasn't begun doing crafts. But I should at least write down her first words.

So Reggie and I have been a teeny bit surprised that Brenna hasn't been talking much. But at the same time, Jordan was so advanced that she did everything way early. Brenna's just more "on schedule." But it seems like she's delayed compared to Jordan!

She made my day a couple of weeks ago when I told her I loved her and she replied with "I wub ew." She only said it once. And it feels so fuzzy that it might not have really happened. Only, it did happen. I posted it on Facebook immediately. And anything that goes on Facebook is definitely real!

Today, on Mother's Day, Brenna started counting! She said, "1, 2, 3." I told Reggie, thinking he wouldn't believe me. But she actually repeated it several times. Then she started holding up her fingers to count!

So folks, we have one more brilliant child. She just hasn't been in a rush to prove herself. I knew she had to be a genius with me and Reg for her parents. :)

I had the best prayer time with Kaya and Jordan last night. I felt so honored to be their mom. Don't get me wrong; it's hard work, and I really struggle. But they are so amazing, so gifted. I know God has given me a huge responsibility to prepare and shape them for living in His will. He has major plans for my children, all three of them. I have such a big job. And sometimes (most of the time), I fail. But thank goodness He is in the middle of my work. Where I flop, He is glorified because in my weakness His strength prevails.

I love my girls. I love my husband. I love my God. I am richly blessed.

P.S. I also love my mommy very much. And some Mother's Days feel "all about my mom." Some Mother's Days feel "all about me." But this Mother's Day feels "all about my girls." I am honored to have one chance after another to be a better mom to those special little girls who have a divine purpose to glorify the Lord with their lives.

Happy Mother's Day, mommas! What's in your heart on this special day?

The Last Batch of Vacation Photos

2011-04-26T22:39:00.000-05:00

Jordan and Brenna sleeping sweetly together

Playing in the Back Yard

Trip to the Alamo and Riverwalk

More Playing in the Back Yard

Fiesta Hair Butterflies From Aunt Bity

Uncle Joseph and Aunt Amanda

Cousin Christopher

Cousin Chris and Aunt Bity

My Favorite Cross on My Mom's "Cross Wall"

The Newest Cross on My Mom's "Cross Wall" (painted by me and Jordan)

Morgan's Wonderland (photos)

2011-04-20T21:55:00.000-05:00

While on vacation in Texas, visiting my family, we went to an amazing park called Morgan's Wonderland. (Thanks for telling me about it, Amy!) It's designed for children who have special needs. They control the number of people allowed in, so it's perfect for children who tend to disappear easily or get nervous in crowds.

We had a blast! Our favorite venues were the water area, the sensory village (especially the shadow room), the lake, and the train. My parents were even able to come with us, which made the day SO special.

Mi Familia de Tejas

2011-04-17T18:50:00.000-05:00

This is the group shot my mom has been begging for since last summer when we all got together and forgot to take any pictures. (L to R) Nephew Christopher, Me, Brother Joseph, Nephew Jakob, Mom, Brother Johnny, Sister Beth

Reggie was watching my girls so that I could spend time with my family, or they'd be in the photo too. My dad was hiding. :)

Mom got her greatest wish today: to have all 4 of her children in church with her "one last time before she dies."

Mom and her beautiful children.

Me and Joseph's Wife, Amanda (a.k.a. Manda)

Me and My Baby Brother, Joseph (a.k.a. Hose)

Me and My Big Brother, John Paul (a.k.a. J.P., a.k.a. Bud, a.k.a. Johnny)

Me and My Big Sister, Beth (a.k.a. Elizabeth, a.k.a. Eliza Jane, a.k.a. Bity)

Jordan With Aunt Amanda (her buddy) and Uncle Joseph

Reggie and Brenna (Johnny in the background)

This is the first installment of family photos taken during our vacation. We're headed home soon, so keep us in your prayers! I'll post more photos when I get home. Love y'all!

A Clown, New Glasses, and No Baby!

2011-04-06T16:33:00.000-05:00

We're heading out to the grocery store, but I want to post these super adorable photos before we leave!

Jordan unexpectedly falling asleep ... mid-bite!

Jordan doing her own hair :)

Jordan is often the first to wake up in the morning, so we have a little special time together. The other day, she wanted me to paint her a clown face at 8:00 a.m.!

Check out Kaya in her new glasses! Aren't they so HER???

This look totally fits Kaya, in my eyes. She hasn't taken off her glasses since we got them. She even bathes in them. :)

And P.S., they're reading glasses with the lenses pushed out. She is a fanatic about anything blue. So she is in heaven coordinating blue outfits with her new glasses.

Cute Photos of the Girls

2011-03-31T16:42:00.000-05:00

Jordan's New Haircut (yes, she cut her hair again)

2011-03-31T14:17:00.000-05:00

She really chopped the back this time, so I gave her a cute little pixie cut. No matter where I hide the scissors, Kaya finds them and inevitably leaves them sitting out for Jordan to discover.

Jordan got into a lot of trouble, but her hair looks really good. I actually like it better short, since it's so thin and whispy anyway.

She looks so much like my brother Johnny and her cousin Jakob in this last picture. :)

Little House on the Prairie

2011-03-10T09:40:00.002-06:00

We've watched this show a little bit here and there. But two days ago, I put it on for the girls to watch while I packed, expecting protests because it's not a cartoon. But Jordan and Kaya totally got into it! There are two episodes on every afternoon, and the second one was the show about Mary beginning to go blind. They are so consumed by Mary now!

When I put it on yesterday, Kaya started squealing in excitement. I had no idea they'd like it so much since they weren't very interested last time we watched. But they were glued to the TV for 2 hours. In this case, I didn't mind. Kaya was thrilled to find out that it's on every single day.

I've found that when I talk to Kaya about character, she rolls her eyes a lot. But if the "author" of the info is someone other than me (like our online devotionals or now the Ingalls family on Little House), she's very receptive and interested.

Reggie frequently tells the girls, "You're going to respect your mother. And more importantly, you're going to respect my wife." I love when he supports me like that. But why don't they naturally respect me? I feel like I must be doing something wrong.

I've been realizing lately how emotionally I parent. I'm sure that's natural for mothers. But when I discipline, I tend to say things like, "That really upsets me," "I'm really angry about this," and "It hurts my feelings when you do that."

But who cares? They're kids. They don't care that much about my feelings. So why do I even make that part of the equation? I know I need to just focus on the issue of disobedience. But I'm struggling with how to do it and what go-to phrases to use instead of throwing out my emotions.

What do you do?

P.S. Have you ever noticed that at the beginning of the word "discipline" is the word "disciple"?

Mom, What's "Modest"?

2011-03-07T14:31:00.000-06:00

Kaya (age 8): But MOM, lots of girls wear things like this! [trying on a dress that exposes her back]

Mom: Not MY girls. My girls are going to be modest.

Jordan: (age 3): Mom, what's "modest"?

Mom: It's when you keep your body covered. You don't show people your tummy or your chest or your booty.

Thank you, God ... and Reggie ... for giving me the opportunity to stay home with my girls every day and for allowing me these moments to teach them life lessons like how to dress modestly.

Gnomeo and Juliet

2011-03-05T13:49:00.000-06:00

We saw this awesome movie last night; I highly recommend it to Shakespeare fans of all ages.

This morning, Kaya and Jordan have been playing Gnomeo and Juliet wearing all red and all blue (i.e., Montague and Capulet). Here is the happy couple (for in this movie, SPOILER ALERT, there is in fact an alternate happy ending; they do not die).

Note: The girls switched the colors used in the movies; Jordan (red) is Gnomeo and Kaya (blue) is Juliet. I pointed out to them how cute it was that Juliet was so much taller than Gnomeo.

Brenna's First Birthday (photos)

2011-03-05T13:39:00.000-06:00

Happy birthday, sweet baby girl!

Jordan's Masterpiece; God's Masterpiece

2011-02-28T10:46:00.000-06:00

Jordan is making the coolest art project. She started with an array of paint colors, like yellow, pink, blue, and green. At first, she painted on blank paper. But then she got out the craft snowflakes. Sure, she poured the bag all over the floor. But then she started working on her masterpiece.

She painted one side of each snowflake, and then turned it over to "glue" it to her sheet of paper. So all the beautiful, vibrant designs will only ever be completely known by the artist. When I look at Jordan's snowflakes, I can see the paint peeking up over the sides. I can see little bits of each snowflakes "personality" and "character." But only Jordan can fully view the majesty underneath.

Isn't that SO like who we are in Christ? He has made me with such an array of colors, with incredibly unique designs. But when the world looks at me, they don't see it all. They can't because they're NOT God. They're not privy to all the hidden pieces of me, which only my Creator can fully comprehend.

Awesome. THAT'S the kind of kind I'm excited to serve.

My Three Cuties (photos)

2011-02-23T00:07:00.000-06:00

Doing a Puzzle With Mommy

Wrapping a Present for Mommy

New Haircut

Playing in the Mud

Still Waiting for Her Hair to Grow Back

Walking and Being Adorable

Unschooling for a Day: Tattoos and a Volcano

2011-02-22T23:48:00.000-06:00

I told you I was curious about unschooling. So here's what we did on our first "exploration" day. While doing some cleaning, I found a few sheets of fake tattoos. I gave Kaya a sheet of them and helped Jordan with her sheet, cutting them apart and putting some on her tummy, feet, and arms. About 2 minutes later, Kaya ran in to show me her newly tattooed chest. She had put the entire sheet of tattoos directly on her chest without cutting them apart. It was funny at the time, but it wasn't funny when we were getting ready for church the following Sunday. We had to change her shirt several times to find one that wouldn't reveal the tops of her tattoos. In frustration with me, she shouted, "Mom, it's not about how we look! It's about Jesus!" I love when my lessons for her come back as lessons for me. :)

Also on our super fun day of unschooling, the girls and I made a volcano. They each got to add food coloring to their batch of homemade clay before we built the volcano. After making it erupt several times, I showed them how we could use the same ingredients to clean all the drains in the house.

Although we have gone back to our original homeschooling curriculum, we are also unschooling. Isn't everyone in some way or another? We've watched a really cool show about Tourette's Syndrome in children, researched ladybugs, and discussed the Amish lifestyle (which Kaya thinks is crazy). We've started a cooking class, during which Kaya actually got to handle meat while making meatloaf. She was thrilled to touch raw meat, break eggs, crumble up crackers, and turn on the stove (which she's never been allowed to do before). Jordan also asks if she can have a cooking class (always choosing macaroni and cheese for her dish to prepare).

The past several days have been sick days, though. Mom is pretty nonfunctional. I really don't like the idea of caving and going to the doctor. I hate being forced to take care of myself.

Warning: Breastfeeding Song Below

2011-02-21T12:49:00.000-06:00

Those of you who breastfeed will appreciate this. :)

Jordan just tapped me on each breast and began singing the following song to me:

"Mommy's milky, good and sweet."

Okay, so maybe it's not as cute in written form as it was while gazing at her giddy smile and sparkling eyes. She is so very precious ... today. Sometimes she's definitely temper-tantrum THREE. But today, she's the cute and adorable kind of three.

P.S. I never planned to do extended nursing. It just took on a life of its own. But we did manage to stop nursing when Jordan was a few weeks shy of three. On December 15, I was bound and determined that it was time to quit ... for the last time. I think my mom's just happy Jordan stopped nursing before kindergarten.

Kaya Rain ... In Her Own Words

2011-02-21T10:15:00.002-06:00

future job aspirations ... "artist"

favorite things to do ... "play the Wii, go bowling (You know, I had a dream that our whole family went bowling last night in the middle of the night?), do puzzles, design clothes, do art ... that's all"

colors I like ... "blue and, uh ... blue is my only one"

foods I like ... "macaroni and cheese and when I make meatloaf (I like my meatloaf that I made; it was SO good!)"

favorite clothes ... "any kind of clothes that are cool ... like T-shirts and skirts"

favorite TV shows ... "SpongeBob and iCarly (But I'm not allowed to watch that anymore.), Wild Kratts (It sort of embarrasses me to put that on Facebook.)" [Note: Kaya thinks Wild Kratts is a babyish show and that her friends will make fun of her for watching it because it's on PBS Kids. Her friends don't watch THAT channel.]

places I like to go ... "I do like to go to Texas, but it's such a long drive. I would like to go to a place where it's all blue."

best friends ... "Olivia and Kayla ... oh, and Tate!"

school stuff ... "Awful! Science is the only part I like. Everything else is so OFF!"

books I like ... "I don't read books anymore. My parents usually read. (That's you and Dad.)"

Cinderella

2011-02-20T11:29:00.001-06:00

The following events took place yesterday, but I didn't finish writing the post until today.

Kaya and Jordan are performing "Cinderella."

Always a princess, Kaya is playing the part of the Cinder Girl (at the ball, of course). She has on a black leotard, a long blue skirt, and sparkly red "glass slippers."

Jordan is Prince Charming. She is naked.

Oh wait. Now she is dressed. "Prince Charming" is wearing glittery black pants and a black and silver striped shirt: a costume much more befitting of a prince.

Reggie and I are Daddy and Mommy Mouse, and Brenna is Baby Mouse. She is half-dressed in the blue T-shirt I put on her, still waiting for a diaper. I probably have adult ADD, supported by the fact that I was dressing Brenna but then got distracted before putting on her diaper. I noticed the girls playing Cinderella and quickly popped over to Facebook to "status" about it but realized a blog post was in order instead. So my poor child is half naked.

A few days ago, I was doing my Bible study and was reading about the Great Commission. "Go and make disciples of all nations..." And it dawned on me that when I "go" each day, I don't actually leave my house to make disciples. I am raising my children to follow Jesus. So I put away my Bible and went out to the living room to spend time with them.

We talked about how important it is to be kind to one another, especially in our own family. Kaya and Jordan have been fighting a lot lately. They both love Brenna, but they frequently shout "I hate you!" to each other (and me).

I challenged the girls to see who could be sweeter to the other. And they agreed to try. I'm pretty sure they've forgotten all about the conversation, but something has changed. They're really enjoying playing together again.

Last night, the girls were playing Tug-of-War with an egg carton. I demanded they stop fighting and screaming, lest they awaken Brenna. And Kaya responded with this: "But Mom, we're in the dump looking for food. And this is all we can find."

That's right, people. My children were pretending they were starving and scrounging for food. I cannot explain where Kaya got the idea for this "game." I don't recall ever using the word "dump" around her. So it's probably something she picked up from TV.

It's a scary world when your children learn just as much, if not more, from TV and everything else "out there." And I'm a stay-at-home, homeschooling mother. I have a lot more time to nurture, guide, and teach my children than most parents. But it still feels like a losing battle!

Part of me thinks our whole family would be better off if we cancelled our cable. But another part of me is really enjoying watching an all-day marathon of "I Used to Be Fat" on MTV.

What's a mom to do???

One Failure After Another

2011-02-05T10:52:00.000-06:00

I'm done crying now. I had to call my mommy because I know she's been there. She knows what it feels like to have an "epic fail" (as the teenagers say now) in parenting.

Brenna had a rough night last night, so I was unable to get up when my alarm screamed at me at 7:15 this morning. I thought I'd just try to rest another 20 minutes before getting in the shower. We had to leave at 9:00 to get to the church in time for the basketball game Kaya was supposed to cheer at. Reg was also supposed to ref and lead a devotional.

At 20 until 9:00, Reg said he didn't think I'd be able to get ready in time. Boy is that the understatement of the day! So he jumped in the shower while I scrambled to turn an 8-year-old zombie into a "hands-on-your-hips, smile-on-your-lips, thinking-about-hair-flips" cheerleader.

Skirt. Check.
Undershirt. Check.
Top. Check.
Socks, BabyLegs, Hair Bow. Check, Check, Check.

Shoes. Check?

So I thought, anyway. Here's where the epic fail comes in.

Dad and Kaya leave. Mom and Bren get in the shower to clear out our sinuses. Mom gets dressed. The phone rings.

Dad: "Hey, sweetie. Kaya and I just wanted to tell you something funny. Here's Kaya."
Kaya: "Hey Mom! Guess what! You gave me shoes that don't match! Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Mom: [giggles] "Oh Kaya, I'm so sorry! That's really funny though! ... I just found the right shoe in the living room. Do you need to come back and get it?" [guilt begins to set in]
Kaya: "No, Mom. We're already almost there." [hands Dad the phone]
Dad: [still chuckling] "Wasn't that cute?"
Mom: [sniffling]

At this point, guilt sweeps over me as I begin to think about Kaya being teased because of ME. "It's just one failure after another. I messed up again," I say.

Then the guilt begins to creep out of my eye sockets and spill into Reggie's lap ... metaphorically speaking. I probably scared him with unexpected tears, but he handled it in stride. His voice softened and began to lift me up and encourage me. I am so blessed by that man. He could have just as easily rolled his eyes at me and acted annoyed. But he didn't. He let it be okay that I felt sad and disappointed in myself.

Why is it always something little like a mismatched pair of shoes that causes the waterworks to come forth?

Anyway, I'm better now. Like I said, I called my mom and told her the story, saying, "I know you'll understand how I feel because you're a mom." And I made her cry too, as she said through muffled tears, "I totally get it."

I got exactly what I needed this morning: a supportive husband who is tender with my feelings and a mommy who "gets it" and cries with me.

And she had enough wisdom to say, "Go blog about it. You and Kaya will always remember this day and laugh together about it."

Hopefully you moms get a laugh too!

Curious About Unschooling

2011-02-04T15:27:00.001-06:00

Kaya is not a stay-in-the-classroom/sit-at-a-table/do-what-she's-told kind of child. She doesn't go along with what's expected. She isn't a "Follow the Leader" kind of girl. However, she does absorb information like SpongeBob soaks up water. She asks questions that we don't always know the answers to. She probes the world around her with an interest beyond her years. And she stretches her parents almost to the point of breaking (down).

These things make her Kaya, they make her awesomely unique, and they make her very difficult to homeschool. For years, I've been curious about unschooling but just haven't been able to take that plunge in faith.

Last night, I chatted with some other homeschooling parents and received a lot of wisdom. Like this:

"Our goal as parents is to equip our children to be kingdom leaders."
"God will reward our obedience, not our ability."
"Rigidity is the enemy; you have to be flexible."

But the greatest wisdom I received came from the Lord.

Reggie's radio is broken in his van, which I was driving last night. And it gave me the chance to have some quiet time with the Lord. During this time, God really impressed upon me that I'm trying too hard to ...

... do this the right way,
... do MY best at homeschooling,
... teach the "standards,"
... be successful as a teacher,
... be organized.

But I'm not seeking the Lord in ALL things. In many things, I am. But homeschooling, I try to do all on my own. And it isn't working.

More than anything, I want Kaya to know what it means to love the Lord and to truly serve Jesus with her whole heart.

In this, I'm failing. I talk about it all day long, but she blocks me out. She rolls her eyes ... just like when I talk about math or writing. But when I give her more than talk, when I teach by example, and when I read straight from the Word ... then she listens; then she absorbs.

I think where I've been failing the most is in trying to figure things out on my own and trying to follow my own plan. It's time for me to truly surrender homeschooling to God and to let Him plan our curriculum, day-to-day activities, and schedule.

So I'm back to researching unschooling. I think it's time to take a step back and do some serious praying about why we're doing this and how God wants us to do it. Until we get some answers, I will rest in this:

God knows the plans He has for Kaya ... I do not. I am not in charge of her present or her future. She is on loan to me. I am not her owner; I am her manager.

I just read this awesome description on an unschooling web site, and it really hit home with me:

"There is a Sesame Street book called Grover and the Everything in the Whole Wide World Museum. There is a "things under the sea" room and "things in the sky" room, but still each room is just a room in a museum, no windows, everything out of context. Then he opens a big door marked "everything else in the whole wide world" and goes out into the sunshine. There is unschooling."

Like I said, I'm curious.

Pictures of Kaya and Brenna (and one of Jordan's chin)

2011-02-02T17:06:00.000-06:00

Kaya Modeling My Clothes and Shoes

Brenna and Ella

Miss Shannon Giving Jordan Her Birthday Cupcake

My Favorite Shot!

Princess Kaya Wearing Jordan's Crown

The Chin Boo-Boo Jordan Got at the Park

Kaya Peeking Through the Gazebo in the Prayer Garden at Church (right after singing me the song she wrote entitled "Welcome to the Church")

Brenna Playing in the Prayer Garden (that's our church in the background)

Jordan's Birthday, Etcetera

2011-01-20T10:13:00.001-06:00

Jordan turned 3. Kaya cheered for her first basketball game. Brenna started walking all over the place. People are growing up around here, big time. And here's the proof. (I also have a bunch of videos I'd like to upload, but it takes so long! I'll definitely share one of Brenna walking and waving while saying "hi." I cleaned like a mad woman yesterday, and now Brenna has all kinds of open space across which to walk. She's doing so well!)

The Haircut Jordan Gave Herself

Upward Cheerleading at Church (yes, those are BabyLegs)

Jordan's Birthday Party at Chuck-E-Cheese

Kaya decided to wear her soccer uniform (plus some BabyLegs) for some reason; she's still excited about their last game, which she reminded me they won 7-3

Jordan and Mee Maw

Licking the Birthday-Cake Pan

Icing Her Cake

Happy 3rd, Baby J!

Jordan at Her Gymnastics Class on Her Birthday

Doing a Backbend (that's Miss Angel)

Jordan and Ashton (Ashton made dresses for Jordan and the bear!)

Jordan Showing Off Her New Clothes

The Day I Had 566 Babies

2011-01-06T20:48:00.000-06:00

Well, not literally. Just for pretend.

When I was a kid, everything was "for pretend." And today, I jumped into that world with my little girls. I really don't know how it all came about. But somehow, I went from chatting with Reggie on Facebook to lying on my back on the living room floor "pushing" when Doctor Kaya said "Push!" and while Nurse Jordan squeezed the skin on my stomach (a little too hard, in my opinion).

Then, somehow, out would pop "a baby"! At first, it was a slow and gentle process. Kaya would place the newborn on my chest, and I would cuddle with the baby ... and of course, nurse her. But after two babies were born, I had to give them to Jordan so that she could play Wet Nurse. She was happy to oblige.

But then it just got ridiculous. There were babies flying all over the place! I was "delivering" some of the strangest things: an octopus, a tadpole, a frog, a fairy, a pig, two dwarfs (i.e., Snow White), a rabbit, etc. Kaya was racing up and down the hallway to find more "babies" for me to birth.

When it was all over, she said I had 566 babies. And although it wasn't quite that many, there was a pretty huge pile of dolls, stuffed animals, and toys in the middle of the living room floor. What started out as triplets, according to Kaya, ended up as ... well, I don't even know if there's a word for that many babies.

We sure had fun, though! But I should have taken a picture before making them clean up the mess.

Mommy, I'm Brain Freeze!

2011-01-06T18:09:00.001-06:00

When Kaya and Jordan have Popsicles, I make them eat in the bath tub. Otherwise, Jordan wipes Popsicle slime on the table, on her clothes, and on any other surface that gets in her way. Poor Kaya has to endure being treated "like a baby" because I lump them together as one entity most of the time.

After finishing off two or three Popsicles in the bathtub, Kaya will often say, "Ouch, I have brain freeze!" Jordan has apparently picked up this phrase (sort of). She tried using it a few minutes ago while taking a "tea party bath."

For Christmas, the girls got two tea party sets, which are now bath toys. That's the only way I can keep the dishes, cups, forks, and spoons from wandering all over the house.

Today, Jordan's tea party bath started when Kaya locked herself in the bathroom to build with her K'Nex. If she wants to play or think or be alone and keep babies from messing up her projects, Kaya hides in her bathroom.

But after about ten minutes of Kaya hiding, Jordan had to go to the bathroom. So I made Kaya let us in and made Jordan promise not to touch Kaya's project. After a quick potty break, Jordan hopped into the tub for a tea party.

When I next checked on her (waiting a bit too long), the tub was centimeters from overflowing onto the carpet. Yes, there is carpet in our bathroom. I drained some of the water, and then Jordan wrapped her chunky monkey arms around my neck and said, "Mom, can you get me a towel now? I'm brain freeze."

I laughed. She laughed. And then I remembered the "nana pops" we had in the freezer. So I fished out the box, got all the kids in the bathtub, and loaded them up on sugar.

Uh-oh. I hear screaming. They must have finished off the Popsicles already. Oh well. At least I got in one blog post!

Christmas Cuties and Park Day (pictures)

2010-12-30T21:56:00.000-06:00

Baby Steps

2010-12-28T16:38:00.000-06:00

Brenna has been standing on her own for quite some time now. And she's even tried to step forward several times, but Jordan always snatches her up before she can do it. Until yesterday!

That's right, people. Brenna took two steps forward. And now the world will change forever.

The Funniest Christmas Photo Shoot Ever!

2010-12-28T14:06:00.000-06:00

Every Christmas season, I try to take some really professional-looking photos of my girls. I have some beautiful shots of Kaya from Christmases past. And last year, I even got some pretty amazing pictures of Kaya and Jordan together. Although, trying to shoot two at a time brought forth a lot of tears from all three of us. We got the pictures, nonetheless. But three. My goodness, three. Well, let's just say that until they're older, I'm going to have to settle for mostly "outtakes." I didn't stress about it, though. We had too much fun.

In past years, we've had plenty of beautiful foliage outside for backgrounds. And last year, we even used the Christmas tree and a painting for backgrounds. But where we're living now, I don't have anywhere (inside or out) to take pro photos. My camera's great, but I need some backdrops and some space! So Reggie gave me some excellent suggestions for alternate locations: Aunt Sandra's house, Dad's house (using bales of hay for props), and the "Town Square" (which is actually really beautiful). I ended up choosing the latter because it was closest.

I chose pretty Christmas-ey outfits for all the girls, but they nixed my choices. So I let them pick their own clothes ... and shoes. (Please do not miss Kaya's funky tennies when you look at some of the pics. Also note that Brenna has either one sock or no socks in several pictures, since she doesn't like to keep them on. They are also green because we didn't have any clean pink ones. I'm telling you, we just can't get it together around here! But it kind of makes it easier to just give up trying and have fun.)

We ended up with a few very pretty individual shots and even a couple of nice ones of Kaya and Jordan together. But I could not, try as I might, get a card-worthy photo of all three children together. How DO you do it, Kristine???

Well, you're probably saying "Show us the photos already!" So I will. Keep in mind that although they are not professional quality, they are pretty stinkin' hilarious. And SO representative of who the girls are. Enjoy! And don't forget to leave me comments about your favorite shots.

Happy Birthday to Kaya (She's 8!)

2010-12-17T18:58:00.000-06:00

My Birthday Pictures

2010-12-17T18:37:00.000-06:00

I usually take pictures of everything ... but myself. So on my birthday, since I was feeling kind of pretty, I decided to take some pictures of myself at 33!

Photos! No Words, I Promise :)

2010-12-17T18:14:00.000-06:00

Kaya's Birthday Party

2010-12-17T17:58:00.000-06:00

Kaya had the best birthday! Here are some pictures of our big girl at her surprise party at Miss Terri's house:

the most delicious cupcakes EVER!!!

Terri's gorgeous Christmas tree

The first thing Kaya says when we get to Miss Terri's house is "I'm hungry!" She knows Miss Terri always buys the good snacks.

We have to try pretty hard to keep Brenna from getting trampled in the stampede when we all get together.

Jordan is crazy about Reece. She says Tate is Kaya's friend and Reece and Baby Cade are her friends.

Terri has three little boys, and we have three girls. They're all close to the same ages too! We were fast friends immediately. I made sure to get their number the day we met at a UMW event at the park.

Kaya plans to marry Tate. It doesn't look like he has much choice in the matter.

Kaya's first gift of jewelry from a boy. :)

Reggie and Mr. John were at the party too. But they spent a lot of the time outside shooting guns. Big kids have to play too!

Fire Class

2010-12-17T17:04:00.000-06:00

I remembered the funny thing Kaya said in church last Sunday. ... She got really excited when she saw the acolytes walking up to the altar to light the candles.

Kaya: I wanna do that!!!

Me: That's great, Kaya. But you'll have to take the class first.

Kaya: Fire class?

Me: (giggling) No, Kaya. Acolyte class.

Kaya: What's an acolyte?

Milestones, Birthdays, and Naughty Points

2010-12-17T15:26:00.000-06:00

I have been so bad about writing down the cute things Kaya and Jordan have been saying ... and now Brenna too!

For example, on Wednesday she started saying "Mama"!!! I've been trying to get her to say it for a while, but as all mothers know, babies love to say "Dada" most of all. So that's all we've been hearing so far.

But she actually sounds like she's trying to mimic some words and sounds. Like yesterday, I said something with the word "out" in it, and she copied me, saying, "Out."

We're so excited for her to start walking and talking, but at the same time, it's really nice that she's moving at more of an "average" pace than Jordan did. Jordan was walking by the time she was 8 months old and has been so advanced at everything.

Brenna seems to be more in line with Kaya's timetable. Kaya started taking steps at around 10 months and was really walking by a year. She was also slow to pick up words (as I recall ... it's been 8 years!), and didn't get her first tooth until she was 14 months. Brenna hasn't broken a tooth yet either.

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Let me try to recall some of the funny stuff from the past couple of weeks ...

One day, we were driving and Jordan kept trying to get out of her car seat. I threated to pull over the car and spank her. We pulled up to a stop light, and I shouted, "Jordan, when this light turns green I'm going to find somewhere to pull over and spank you!" Without a moment's pause, she replied in her quick-witted nature, "No, mama. Green doesn't mean spank; green means GO!" How could I punish her after that? :)

I'm trying to remember something hilarious Kaya said in church on Sunday, but it hasn't come to me yet. And there was another Jordan story that I knew I should write down but didn't. Grrrr (at me, not you).

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Kaya is still coughing like crazy from having whooping cough a few weeks ago. But Dad is taking her to a lock-in at the church tonight for 1st through 6th graders, I think. I wonder if they'll make it the whole night! And I wonder if she'll be sicker when she gets home.

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Jordan is going through some sort of potty training regression, have numerous accidents each day. It's so frustrating, but I have to just act like it's no big deal or she'll probably just keep doing it. She's also reverting to the "baby talk" with her pronouns and calling herself "Jordan" instead of using "I" and "me." Why does this keep happening? I'm so ready for the perfect age of 3. :) Only a few more weeks! She'll be 3 on January 18. For some reason, it's unbelievable that Kaya's already 8 but also unbelievable that Jordan's only turning 3. She's been so advanced that it seems like she should be 4.

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I've started a new discipline/reward system using "naughty points" which have to be erased/worked off by doing chores and "good girl points" that are earned for doing random acts of kindness and being generally good and helpful. These earn the girls treats and trips. It's working great, so far, although Jordan's having a little trouble with the naughty points/chores. It really seems to hurt her feelings. But Kaya is adament that Jordan get naughty points too. :)

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Brenna is a riot today! She's been so energetic and excited. She waves her arms up and down, bouncing on her hiney and grinning from ear to ear just cracking up. Nothing funny has to happen to cause her to do this, by the way. But she has sure been a happy girl today!

She's had such a hard time with allergies, colds, and ear infections for the past few months that it's such a treat when she's feeling well and happy. It's like she's back to being Brenna again. I've missed my easygoing little girl!

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We've had so much illness around here lately; it has been Medicine City in my kitchen. I just open the kitchen cabinet, and bottles are jumping out at me. Antibiotics, allergy pills, acid reflux tablets, cough syrup ... Aah! And I hate the idea of medicine. So I'm sick of pumping my kids full of all this stuff. But I do want them to feel better. I'm so ready for all of us to be healthy! And now my sinuses are flairing up too. There is no end to the misery caused by allergies ... especially when the whole family has them.

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Kaya's favorite joke right now is, "Mama, I love you SNOW much!" Then she says, "Get it? Get it? SNOW!"

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Kaya had an amazing birthday, and so did I. I'll post pictures this afternoon. Miss Terri gave Kaya a little surprise party when we went over for a play date, including scrumptious cupcakes, spaghetti, gifts, and a gorgeous Christmasey atmosphere. (We haven't decorated much since we're a little tight in the trailor. We did finally put up a little Charlie Brown Christmas tree, and it is darling!)

Off to upload pics! See you back here soon.

Let's Sing About Abraham!

2010-12-01T09:29:00.000-06:00

Jordan, Brenna, and I are watching a sermon on TV called "Breakthrough." It's about having faith and deepening your prayer life, truly experiencing the Lord. The preacher mentioned Abraham, and Jordan lit up. She said, "Let's sing about Abraham, Momma!"

So now we're singing "Father Abraham." :)

These moments are so priceless ... when I hear my child say something that tells me she's listening and picking up some of what we're teaching, some of the scriptural principles and character we're trying to instill. In our household, talking about Jesus is certainly effective. But singing about Him has taught the children so much more.

Note to Self: Keeping the TV on a "God Channel" throughout the day may be a better idea than letting the kids watch quite so much NickJr. I hate TV; it sucks the brain out of a child, for the most part ... and an adult. (Now don't get me wrong; I enjoy TV. But it is really an unhealthy invention overall.) Everytime the kids start watching a little too much TV, I notice extreme behavior problems developing with Kaya. Then we reel it back in, cut way back, and allow fewer choices with what she watches. Things usually start to get better.

What are your TV watching rules? For your kids? For yourself?

Kaya Groovin' to a Polly Pocket Video

2010-11-28T20:58:00.000-06:00

For several days, Kaya played this video on the computer over and over and over. She played it so much that even I learned the words to the song! At least Polly Pocket's "All Good Day" has a good message. :)

Whooping Cough ... Or Is It Pooping Cough?

2010-11-28T20:16:00.000-06:00

Brenna may or may not have whooping cough. But Kaya definitely does. The whole family is taking antibiotics, just in case.

Papa was a little nervous when I told him we'd been exposed, and he called Reggie right away to make sure he had talked to me and knew we had been to the hospital to get tested.

That night, Reg said Papa pronounces "whooping cough" more like "hooping cough." Jordan was sitting next to me on the couch and had apparently misunderstood what her daddy said.

She replied, "Dad, it's not POOPING COUGH! It's HOOPING COUGH!"

It's a laugh a minute around here, especially with sick kids. We're either laughing or crying; what else can we do?

The Most Adorable Smiles, a Tree House, and My Little Foodie

2010-11-24T17:26:00.000-06:00

This is the playhouse that Kaya has designed. After these pictures were taken, she and Jordan went outside to build it in a tree. They even stuck a chair up on a branch. :)

Reggie introduced Brenna to Oreos, and she loves them!

She also loves spaghetti. :)

Eating Daddy's Birthday Cake

2010-11-16T10:36:00.000-06:00

Some of the youth leaders at church got together to plan a birthday surprise for Reggie, and we got to bring home the leftovers ... cake and pizza. Here are the girls licking off all the icing.

Brenna's Bath Time

2010-11-16T09:41:00.001-06:00

If she's ever upset, she goes straight into the bathtub. It's just about her favorite place to be ... other than in Daddy's arms.

My Little Clowns

2010-11-16T08:53:00.000-06:00

Brenna was also a clown for Halloween, but somehow I didn't get any pictures of her!!! She slept on Ms. Pam most of the night; I can't believe I didn't get a shot of that. I was really trying to keep up with the two big girls.

We went to the Trunk-or-Treat event at our church Saturday night. Around here, the city tells you which day you have to trick or treat. Halloween wasn't it. The church parking lot was slammed with people, and I was terrified that I was going to lose a child. So I wasn't a very good photographer.

Kaya originally decided that she was going to be Larry the Cucumber, and Jordan was going to be Larry Boy (both from Veggie Tales). These were very cute ideas, but I had already bought costumes! So I was excited when they changed their minds and let me dress them up as clowns. I'm glad they let me have my fun. :)

Daddy Dates, Sick Kids, and Dirty Gum

2010-11-15T18:42:00.001-06:00

Brenna is growing up so fast! She has started clicking her tongue and also pretending to chew on her tongue for fun; it is the cutest thing! I'll have to try to get a video.

She's already 8 months old and is crawling all over the house. She pulls up to stand on everything, and walks along the couch and other furniture just a little bit. This weekend, I got out the car-walker that Reggie gave Kaya when she was a baby so that Brenna can practice walking.

I vividly remember sitting in the living room floor with Reggie while Kaya played with her car and took her first steps. And now we're watching Brenna do the same thing.

Brenna and Daddy are really bonding. It's precious to see their eyes light up when they look at each other and "talk." Last night, he miraculously got Brenna to sleep when I absolutely could not. Want to know his secret? Oreos!!! I wish we could have gotten a picture of Brenna zonked out on Daddy covered in Oreos, but it was during youth Bible study and we didn't have a camera. We'll have to re-create the scene sometime. :)

Daddy is amazing with all of the girls. He took Jordan on a date (to the airport and the park) this morning so that Kaya and I could get her schoolwork done. Then he took Kaya on a date to lunch and to cheerleading practice so that I could hang out with Jordan. What actually happened is that Jordan slept all afternoon while I tried to get Brenna to sleep. But that baby NEVER went down for a nap. She can barely keep her eyes open, but she's so congested that she just can't sleep comfortably.

Jordan, on the other hand, is pretty doped up with meds for her sinus infection. They knocked her right out. Brenna can't take much for her discomfort, though. I really wish I had a good humidifier. But we do have some cold medicine from the ped. and trusty ol' saline drops.

I think a hot bath is the next thing on my list. The poor thing has GOT to get some sleep.

Anyhoo, after Jordan's long nap, we headed out (in the rain) to the library. I just couldn't go another day without a new book. I've been dying to go; the library is pretty much my favorite place now that I don't have a coffee shop to go to.

Then we went to the Dollar Store for laundry detergent and a little treat for Jordan. At first, J picked a doll. But then she got sidetracked by gum. She also wanted socks for Brenna (which were actually underwear in a package, not socks), and a pair of sunglasses (like Papa's). She ended up trading the doll for a pack of gum, which she opened as soon as we walked out of the building. Two steps into the parking lot, she dropped the roll of gum on the ground, picked it up, tore off a giant strip, and shoved it in her mouth.

Ew.

But she thought it was pretty yummy.

Okay, I'm off to see if a bath will calm B down. Chuck starts at 7:00, and I need to concentrate. I've missed it for weeks because of cheerleading. But not tonight!

HOW We Homeschool

2010-11-02T12:20:00.001-05:00

This goes along with my previous post. It describes the basic approach I've taken with homeschooling.

First off, I highly recommend using a book called Reading Made Easy for teaching reading. (Even if you're not homeschooling, this is a great way to help your children learn to read at home. You could even start in PreK if you think your child is ready.) This book is incredible, and it worked extremely well for Kaya. We used it for kindergarten and first grade.

In kinder and the first half of first grade, I took an eclectic approach and selected different materials for different subject areas, largely focusing on reading and math. We also used the library for interest-driven science and social studies lessons, along with assorted workbooks, manipulatives, games, and web sites.

We did the same thing for the first half of first grade, but I was worried I might be missing out on teaching some key skills covered in public schools by not using one curriculum. Thankfully, I discovered a web site called theheadoftheclass.com. The curriculum is completely free! They currently have full-year materials for grades PreK-4th I believe. They plan to go up through 8th in the next year or so.

All the material is based on state and national standards, so I know I'm covering everything. It includes subjects like music, Spanish, and art, as well as the standard academic subjects. There are lesson plans, printables and online games for helping students review and practice skills, videos about various subjects, and assessments. (Contact me if you'd like more info!)

This year (2nd grade), Kaya has also started taking cheerleading and gymnastics classes, and will soon begin art classes. Plus, she plays with other kids on Sundays and Wednesdays during church activities. We also try to fit in an official play date from time to time, but public school kids seem to be so busy that they never have time to hang out with us! After school, they typically have a lot of activities and homework that keep them busy until bedtime.

If you're thinking about homeschooling or are just curious about this lifestyle choice, I'd be happy to answer any questions you might have.

WHY We Homeschool

2010-11-02T12:04:00.003-05:00

I recently posted the reasons we homeschool on a message board (see blue text below). I was just reading through some very positive responses people wrote me, which gave me a lot of encouragement. I'm really feeling good about homeschooling these days, but I don't always.

I am saving the list here so that I can reread it on those days when I ask myself, "Now why are you homeschooling again? This is so hard!" ... Because overall, homeschooling is far more rewarding than it is challenging. It is truly a blessing to our entire family.

This is why we homeschool:

We have been homeschooling our oldest, Kaya, since preschool and she is now in 2nd grade. There are numerous reasons, but a few are that

1) she has struggled tremendously with ADHD and related behavioral issues for years, and we want to help her overcome her learning disabilities at home with one-on-one attention as much as possible

2) we want to safeguard her precious innocence and protect her from bullying and social struggles (which she sometimes encounters at church, etc. because of her hyperactive behavior and inappropriate/impulsive decisions)

3) we want to strengthen her character (in the Lord) before sending her out into the world

4) we have too much fun together to send her to school!

5) we want to continue spending a lot of time together as a family unit, as well as be free to schedule field trips, vacations, etc. as we see fit

The list goes on and on, but that's a start.

I'd be happy to answer any questions and hear about your approaches as well. Also, I think that all parents homeschool to a degree, especially with how much homework little ones have these days!

Reggie, please comment on any additional reasons you'd like me to add. I know I'll be reading this post frequently, and I don't want to leave anything out. :)

GORGEOUS Pictures of My Girls ... You Have to See These! (spoiler: Brenna's standing up!)

2010-10-26T21:37:00.000-05:00

Kaya started Upward cheerleading practice last week. She's the second from the right in the back row. (The lighting in the gym is pretty dim, so I don't get very good shots in there.)

Brenna had the funniest mohawk. You can see it well in the last picture.

See. :)

The girls are having a blast at gymnastics every week. Kaya is very into her leotards. And doesn't she look adorable with her short pigtails?!

I'm really proud of this one; I never get cute ones of the big girls together.

We carved pumpkins yesterday. (I did the cutting.)

Notice his teeth ... we both worked very hard on them.

This is our living room. I thought Mee Mee would like to see this. Notice that Brenna is standing up! Kaya is eating a plum, and she and Jordan are both playing with glow sticks.

She even let go and stood all on her own!

Awww. :)

"Hi!"

What Jordan Says About Her Mee Mee

2010-10-22T14:56:00.002-05:00

I LOVE Mee Mee!

She's my special girl!

I can hug her ...

and kiss her ...

on the lips ...

and on the tummy!

Why Aren't Child-Proof Lids ACTUALLY Child-Proof?

2010-10-22T13:18:00.000-05:00

Jordan has been able to open them for ages. I just usually catch her before any damage is done. But today, she has gotten two medicine bottles out of the refrigerator and completely opened them. She even drank a little bit of Brenna's antibiotic. Thankfully there was only a tiny bit left in the bottle, or she would have drunk the whole thing. She was also carrying around an allergy medication but didn't drink any YET.

And two days ago, she got into Brenna's teething tablets (Highland's) and ate three (she says). Well, she actually said, "Jes free." [That means "Just three," in case you don't have the gift of interpreting (childhood) tongues.] But as the pediatrician says, "Those teething tablets are just sugar pills, which CAN help with pain. But they probably won't."

Eh. They make the kids happy, so they're worth a try. But not when the child is not even teething.

I spanked that girl to High Heaven (whatever that means), and gave her a timeout in her bed.

Did it work? I doubt it.

I Hope You Think This Is Cute

2010-10-16T00:27:00.001-05:00

Reggie took the girls to the beach today so that I could relax and rest. And boy have I followed instructions! I've done a whole lot of nothing all afternoon. And it's been great.

Well, I'll tell you the truth. I did a lot of playing, and that's much more than nothing. Brenna and I played on the floor, on the couch, on my lap, and in the bed. And while she slept, I played on my blogs. I keep thinking, "I can't believe I wasted all that time," but it was fun. So it's not really a waste, is it? I don't have much to show for my time, other than really cute new blog layouts, which hopefully you'll enjoy as much as I do. I'm trying to talk myself out of feeling guilty for not doing something important, like lesson plans or chores. But I think my hubby would be happy to know that I really did relax.

I really love blogging, so thank you for coming by from time to time. Let me know what you think about the new layout, and also what you think about my new blog, I Am That.

And Reggie, if you read this, I want you to know that what you did for me today is absolutely amazing. Thank you for taking care of me in the best possible way ... by giving me the gifts of quiet and rest. I am so in love with you. And yes, I'll rub your feet when you get home.

P.S. Roll Tide.

Weight Check

2010-10-13T20:32:00.000-05:00

At the doctor last week, Brenna weighed just under 20 pounds and Jordan weighed just under 40 pounds. At the doctor today, Kaya weighed 41 pounds.

Yup, my 2-year-old and my 7-year-old weigh just about the same amount. And my 7-month-old isn't too far behind!

Video of Kaya and Jordan Goofing Off (featuring Kaya's new haircut)

2010-10-13T20:29:00.000-05:00

At the hair salon today, Kaya asked me to pay extra for a blowdry and style. So I did because this was her special day. The stylist said Kaya's hair was very curly and would puff out if she used the blow dryer on her. She would prefer to jut mousse it up. But Kaya definitely wanted a blow dry.

It looked super cute "all puffy," but I didn't have time to get a picture. As soon as we got home, she jumped into the bathtub and drenched her new hairstyle. When she got out of the tub, she went digging through my bathroom. Then she brought me the hair dryer and asked me to style her hair again. :)

The answer was "no." So she and Jordan bounced outside to play in the water instead.

Video of Kaya & Jordan Blowing (Gum) Bubbles

2010-10-13T19:41:00.000-05:00

Video of Brenna Crawling

2010-10-13T19:35:00.000-05:00

They're Growing Up...Driving Cars, Standing, and Trying to Be Sexy

2010-10-13T18:16:00.000-05:00

The weather has been mild (in the mornings, at least) lately, so the girls have been playing outside a lot. Jordan spends most of her time in her Barbie car, sitting on the front porch. Mommy keeps forgetting (slightly intentionally) to charge the battery so that she can drive it around the yard.

I am not happy to report that the day after Brenna really took off crawling, she started PULLING UP ... and in the crib, no less. Kaya has been walking Brenna around the living room holding her hands to help her learn to take steps. Slow down, girls!

Please do not flip yourself out of this crib before I figure out how to raise the rails.

Kaya and I had a date today. First, she had a doctor's appointment to evaluate her progress on Straterra. She's doing so well, and the doc commented on how calm and relaxed she seemed. I never thought anyone would ever say that about my firstborn! Afterward, we went to WalMart to pick up a few things and to get Kaya's first haircut in a salon. She kept telling the stylist that she wanted it short, falling at her nose. Mommy said Daddy would kill us both if we got the "boy cut" she really wanted. But doesn't she look darling???

Before she got her hair cut, I let her flip through a style book to look at haircuts. She kept pointing at short haircuts and saying things like, "That one looks sexy," "ooh, that one looks REALLY sexy." I do not know what that girl's obsession with being sexy is, but I sure wish this were a stage.

Unfortunately, having grown up a girl and being surrounded by friends who were girls, I have a feeling that it will only get worse. For crying outloud, I'm about to be 33 years old, and I'm STILL trying to figure out how to be sexy. If only it were as simple as getting a new haircut! I think it actually has far more to do with how you feel inside than how you look outside. It's been quite some time since I've felt sexy. And I certainly don't want to take pointers from my 7-year-old!

Crawling Around

2010-10-10T19:49:00.000-05:00

Homeschool Field Trip to Aplin Farms

2010-10-10T18:07:00.001-05:00

Our homeschool group took a field trip on Friday, and I know I've totally overdone it on photos (again). But which of these could I have left out? They look so small now that I've uploaded them, though. BUT IF YOU CLICK ON A PICTURE, IT WILL GET BIGGER.

Reggie, Kaya, and Jordan picking pumpkins

Kaya picking sunflowers

Brenna crawling around on the trailor checking out the pumpkins; we went on a hay ride around the farm, and she and I stayed on the trailor while the rest of the fam picked stuff

Jordan making a little friend while picking sunflowers

Brenna and I sitting on the trailor

The Petting Zoo

(during "instruction time" we were told NOT to pet the animals because we would be bitten; I must be confused about what a PETTING zoo actually is)

my girls' favorite attraction ... and believe me, they DID pet those pigs

one of Jordan's favorite activities: washing her hands ... anytime, anyplace, sometimes over and over, requiring many squirts of soap (Mee Mee will be thrilled)

Corn Maze Options:

short corn maze (5 to 15 minutes) or long corn maze (30 minutes to an hour); Kaya threw a fit to go on the long maze with her friends, but mean old mama did not let her choose. It was WAY too hot for this. All our fall weather disappeared several days ago.

My favorite part of the field trip was when it ended. Then I got to take the pictures I wanted to. :) They did the coolest stuff with bales of hay!

No Scratchin' Hineys!

2010-10-09T08:19:00.000-05:00

We all do it.

And this morning, I did it too.

Jordan was lying in bed with me. I was hoping she'd go back to sleep for a while, but that wasn't in the cards.

I was lying on my side, and all of a sudden I had an itch on the upper left portion of my behind. So I scratched it. And Jordan cracked up. Then I cracked up.

Jordan: "You scratched your hiney!"
Me: "I know!"
Jordan: "That's your stinky hand!"
Me: "It's not stinky; I just scratched the top part."
Jordan: [pointing at the blank wall] "Mom, you see that sign? It says, 'No scratchin' hineys!"
Me: [hysterical high-pitched laughing]
Jordan: [deep guttoral laughing ... at me, not with me]

2 or 3 minutes of cuddling and quiet (I thought she might actually go back to sleep)

Jordan: [interrupting the blissful silence] "Mom, that sign really says, "No hiney scratchin'!"

That was it. No chance for additional sleep. We were cracking up. Thank goodness for children; we NEED to laugh like that. It's so good for the body and soul.

444 Posts

2010-10-08T09:32:00.000-05:00

This is my 444th post. Isn't that neat? I wish I had something super duper to say. Perhaps some really important announcement.

No, I am not pregnant. Actually, that is a really important announcement. (Not that I don't adore my sweet baby girls, but they are hard work! Reggie and I are pretty antsy for Jordan to turn three so that we can say goodbye to the oh-so-terrible twos.)

Brenna has been cranky and irritable too, which is totally unlike her. I took her and Jordan to the doctor for their allergies yesterday, and to have their ears checked. Brenna has a double ear infection, but Jordan's ears are clear. We did get a second allergy medicine for her, though. One just isn't cutting it!

I really hope none of my kids end up having asthma, but the odds are against them. My mother, brother, and sister all have it. I escaped it somehow. It's a terrifying illness.

Jordan just walked in with a tennis racket and her baby (which she calls "bab-uh" instead of "baby" now; she rarely uses the word "baby" but opts for just "babe" or "bab-uh" as if the word had an "a" at the end) proclaiming "I got THIS!"

Brenna and Jordan are playing on the front porch, really soaking up this delightful fall weather. And for some reason, Jordan is screeching. I guess that's just what kids at this age do. "Better outside than in," I always say!

We're going to Aplin Farms today, so I'll have numerous photos to post tomorrow. See you back here soon!

And happy 444th to me!

Speaking of "happies" we have a bunch of birthdays coming up over the next few months. Reggie's is November 9, Kaya's is December 8, mine is December 10, and Jordan's is January 18. Brenna is the only one who isn't in the cluster (March 3). Our babies are all growing up!

Pictures! Beach Trip, Home Pics, Football Season, Etc.

2010-10-07T11:46:00.000-05:00

We went to the beach with Papa a few weeks ago, and I'm just now posting the pictures. Sorry about the delay. I got SO many good pictures. Kaya had a blast wave-jumping with Papa, and Jordan especially loved digging in the sand with Dad. Brenna just hung out wherever we put her. She enjoyed it all, until she got sleepy.

Kaya desperately wanted to get her ears pierced because Olivia has hers pierced now. She begged constantly for us to take her. We finally were able to make it over to Claire's in Panama City.

Kaya's naked little-girl ears.

The selection of earrings; Kaya went crazy over the Hello Kitty pair, which thankfully were on sale.

Then she totally freaked out and refused to let them pierce her ears. It was a whole lot of drama, all of which I have on video. Maybe I'll get around to posting it sometime.

But she sure braved the waters, though! This was amazing for Kaya. And she had the best time.

Why does Jordan insist on being naked all the time? I can only photograph her head most of the time! These were taken during art time.

Dad helped the girls put this huge puzzle together.

The girls LOVE to have picnics in the living room.

This cloth diaper cover is one of our good-luck charms during college football season. Roll Tide! Both Jordan and Brenna have worn it to help Alabama win.

The girls have the best time rolling around on this mat, doing gymnastics, and climbing on Dad.

Brenna is really enjoying her baby good, especially carrots!

We have a litter of cats lurking around our house. The girls adore them and begged me to take pictures so that we "never forget them."

Jordan is still very "grabby" with Brenna, picking her up, lugging her around, and jostling her about far too often and too roughly. But they are still very smitten with one another.

I took down Brenna's crib because she was sticking her legs right through the bars and getting herself stuck, despite the fact that a bumper was attached. But now I've found a larger, thicker, sturdier bumper. So we're giving the crib another try. So far, it's working. But she's been so congested that I'm still keeping her in bed with me at night. Isn't this bumper cute?

She loves sitting up on her own and exploring.

Baby B is even starting to crawl forward a little bit!

Little Girl Firsts...sitting, talking, and gymnastics

2010-10-05T08:36:00.000-05:00

Before I forget to record this (like many other things), I'd better write it down SOMEWHERE!

Over the past week, Brenna has figured out to get up into a sitting position on her own. So I'll set her down on the floor, she'll sit for a while, get on her tummy, and then get back up into a sitting position! This is really only a big deal to me (and maybe my mom). But I'm really excited. And it looks SO cute!

She's also eating a lot of baby food now. But her acid reflux cough sounds much worse than when she was just nursing. The doc gave us some medicine, but it tastes horrible. So she won't take it. She loves eating though!

And the biggest first of all: She's started talking! Well, babbling. But she says "dadadadadada," which makes us feel like she's said her first word. Actually, Reggie's dad started teaching her to say "hi" right after she came out of my womb. So she has "said" the words "hi" and "hey" a few times too. But "dada" is a pretty exciting word to hear.

Brenna even tried to say "Daddy" about a week ago. When Daddy got home from work, Jordan went racing down the ramp (connected to our front porch) out into the yard to greet him. She was screaming/screeching "Daddy!" the whole way. And Brenna tried to copy her, saying "Da-hy" (replacing the double d's with an /h/ sound.

Now speaking of Daddy being in the limelight, he is also stepping up into a new job today. He has gotten the girls enrolled in gymnastics classes. And he's planning to take them every Tuesday and give me the afternoon off. One of my internal responses is "Yay! I've been waiting for this for years! How awesome! Thank you!" And the other one is, "But I have to take pictures. And I have to see every move my children make. And I have to make sure they wear the right clothes and that they're careful when they do their flips." But I haven't said any of that stuff outloud. Because Reggie needs to do this. And I need to let him. This is an amazing, wonderful, kind thing he is doing for me and for the girls. And I am so grateful.

But I will have to go to a couple of classes to take pictures. It's killing me not to go to their first-ever gymnastics class.

Oh wait! Reggie has a camera phone! Problem solved. :)

Thank you, baby. I heart you.

Borrowed Photo From Beth

2010-09-30T23:15:00.000-05:00

When I saw this photo, tears welled up in my eyes. I can so picture myself sitting in that chair drinking coffee and reading, breathing deeply, and being at peace. I can almost feel it. It's in Wyoming, by the way.

[image from Living Proof Ministries web site, taken by Beth Moore]

Do You Meditate?

2010-09-29T12:51:00.000-05:00

Share your techniques and experiences for finding quiet time, and actually being quiet before the Lord. I always say I don't have time for this, even though it's essential for going deeper into my relationship with God. But I do dedicate my time to other nonessential activities (like reading and writing), so I know I could make the time (like right now, perhaps). It's all a matter of priorities. So how do you do it? ... Meditate, that is. What does meditation mean to you?

[These images are from weheartit.com, not from me and my camera.]

Baby Ahmen

2010-09-29T12:20:00.000-05:00

Jordan has decided that Brenna is now to be called "Baby Ahmen" (emphasis on the first syllable). The two of them are now sitting on the floor playing "Pat-a-Cake."

[looking up at me] "Mom, Baby Ahmen just punched my neck, like really hard."

[carrying Brenna over to Kaya]"Say 'hi' to Baby Ahmen."

[flopping her back on the floor] "Hey Baby Ahmen. Did you see my water?"

I could just sit here all day long and write down everything these kids say and do. It is hilarious!!! Unfortunately, I have other junk to do. Bleck.

Well Bless My Soul, My Life Sure Is Rich When I Write It All Down

2010-09-29T11:58:00.002-05:00

Brenna has a runny nose and a tummy ache (trying to adjust to baby food). She's uncharacteristically cranky.

Kaya has a new pair of "high heels" (wedges) that she absolutely loves. She says that even though she couldn't go through with getting her ears pierced, she feels older simply by wearing these new shoes.

Since Kaya does not like to talk about "bathroom business," she prefers to talk in code when she needs to "go potty" (a phrase she refers to as baby talk). We all decided that it would be okay for her to say she has to powder her nose when she needs to go. A couple of days ago, the girls were playing outside and I was sitting on the porch. I saw Kaya squatting behind a tree. Then she shouted, "Mom, I'm powdering my nose behind this tree!" It's funny that she's embarrassed to say the word "pee" but not to actually do it in the front yard for all to see.

Also notes of interest about Kaya are that she will soon start gymnastics and cheerleading. She is so psyched, having wanted to do both for ages. Thank you, Daddy. You sure do take good care of your girls.

Unbeknownst to me at the time, I bought a pseudo-Auburn shirt (orange and blue). That's a big deal around here because we're hard core Alabama fans. I'm talking about college football, in case you didn't know. And Alabama and Auburn are huge rivals.

This is a major problem because 1) The shirt is delightfully soft and comfortable and 2) if I wear it around Reggie (or anyone else in Alabama), I'm afraid I'll be hated by association. But today, I found a solution. I'm wearing my orange shirt, but all my kids have been wiping their snot on it all day. So if I have to have snot on me, it's extremely appropriate for an Auburn shirt to be between me and the snot. So THERE Auburn. We blow our noses on you! Roll Tide!!! (P.S. Last Saturday's game was WAY too close for comfort. And this Saturday, we play Florida. My knee is starting to bounce just thinking about it.)

Jordan and Kaya are playing dress-up in their fall/winter clothes and having a great time. Except that Kaya just came into the living room nude. I said, "Why are you NAKED again?" She said, obviously, "Because I LIKE to be naked." End of conversation. Then she said she and Jordan were going to show me their dance. They were watching "Jesus Videos" in their room, and they had learned the choreography to a song called "I Want to Be Like Jesus." Even Jordan did the dance. Could homeschooling BE any more effective? Now that is rewarding.

Jordan keeps saying the cutest little things, and I think, "I've GOT to write that down!" But I don't. And now I can't remember what she's been saying.

Brenna isn't quite crawling in the traditional sense yet. She gets up on her hands and knees, rocks, and pushes herself backward...all over the place! So she can basically crawl backward but not forward. Then she runs into something and gets herself stuck. If I can get to her first, I move her. Otherwise, Kaya or Jordan beats me to it. Brenna is crazy about Kaya and loves to be held by her. Brenna just LOVES to hear Kaya's voice and see her face. She loves Jordan too, but Baby J gets a little rough most of the time and ends up hurting Baby B.

This morning, ALL the girls ended up in bed with me. I was contorted and in pain, but it was blissful to have all three of my sweet girls in bed with me. I don't want it to happen every day, but once in a while is nice.

Kaya started taking Strattera for her ADHD a few weeks ago and is doing extremely well. She's able to focus better on schoolwork, but she's also been very sweet and helpful with Brenna and Jordan.

She still doesn't like to be told "no" about anything, though.

We started learning cursive writing a couple of days ago, and Kaya is over the moon about it. It's like THIS is what she's been waiting to learn her whole life and I've finally gotten to it already. The first thing she wrote was "Kaya." The second thing she wrote was a letter to me saying "I love you." She has no time to fool around with practicing each individual letter. She wants to write sentences NOW. And she is! That girl is determined and in love with her new skill.

I didn't think Brenna would ever swallow any baby food, but she's finally settled in on carrots. She also likes bananas. She hates applesauce. She hates green beans. But she loves carrots and will tolerate sweet potatoes. She has a pretty strong disgust for rice cereal but adores pizza crust. Yes, she's my third child, so I let her gnaw on pizza crust.

Jordan is demanding that she do schoolwork too, like Kaya. She screams things like, "I WILL NOT use this workbook; I need THAT one!" (pointing to whatever Kaya's working on). I let her play a game online the other day, during which she correctly identified all of her colors. We've been working on that for quite some time. Just when I think she's got it, she decides that everything is pink or blue. But this time, she got all the colors right. She also sings her ABCs very well and notices environmental print on everything. For example, she'll pick up a can of green beans, and in sheer delight will shout, "Look Mom! It's ABC's, it's ABC's!!!" She loves that there seem to be words on everything.

One of Jordan's favorite games now is "Robot." She says "I am a robot" (although she actually says "wobot") and bends her arms out and in and marches around. She just walked into the living room with a naked hiney and a new pair of panties in her hand. I said, "Jordan! Did you pee in your panties? Show me where you peed." She started batting her eyelashes at me, glazed over, and said, "I am a wobot."

Clearly she had no answer for me.

My word, my children are clever.

Speaking of robots, one of Kaya's ideas for a Halloween costume is a polka-dot robot, for which she will wear head-to-toe polka dots, and of course, walk and talk like a robot. This is my favorite idea. Although I did buy Kaya and Jordan clown pajamas to wear for costumes, along with clown makeup and maybe a wig or dyed hair. For some reason, I forgot I had a third child while I was shopping or I would have bought Brenna pajamas too. Why did that happen to my brain? My friend Terri had a tiny clown costume for her, so we should be in business. But what are the chances they'll all three agree to being clowns together on the same night? Pretty slim. But maybe I can at least get them all dressed up for pictures.

Kaya's new favorite show is what she calls Billy the Exterminator. It may or may not actually be called that. It features a couple of guys who go into some extreme situation that calls for an exterminator, like a python as fat as a telephone pole living in some guy's shed or a trailor covered wall-to-wall in roaches, with three little asthmatic children living in the house. And did I mention that these guys look like they're from an '80s hair band (i.e., covered in tattoos, black leather, and hair).

Jordan has regressed in her grammar skills. She no longer says "I want to..." but rather begins every sentence with "Me."

"Me want some corn." "Me want some coffee." "Me wanna take a bath."

She also uses "her" instead of "she," which she has always done.

"Me think her hungry" (/hungy/) "Me think her sleepy" /seepy/ "Her need a new diaper" /dipuw/

Reggie is really getting into Brenna lately. He even offered to feed her some carrots the other day! There is no greater expression of love than the look on a man's face when he gazes at his children...except when he worships the Lord. That alone is greater. I am a very blessed woman to have a man filled with that much love for his little girls and for God.

And yes, he loves me too. But I'm usually grouchy or complaining about something, so I don't get that loving look quite as often as our adorable children. But I do get expressions of love like him taking both big girls out yesterday so that I could have some quiet around here. He brings in dinner frequently so that I don't have to cook. He massages muscle rub into my back when I'm in pain (which is frequent). He also loves Jesus, which is the very best gift a man can give his wife and children. And I'll tell you the absolute truth: He would do just about ANYTHING I ASKED HIM TO DO. That's how much he loves me.

Well, Kaya's not naked anymore. She's wearing pen ink on her leg. She just drew big hearts on her thigh and wrote the names of her "favorite" people inside the hearts. Kayla, PC, Tate, and Moo-e (her Zhu-Zhu pet).

And that's my life at the moment. Pretty sweet, huh?

If you've actually read this far, note that I will be adding pictures later today.

These Stretch Marks Are Mine (a poem for mothers)

2010-09-20T12:33:00.000-05:00

For Mothers' Eyes Only

Twisting.
Hovering.
Extending.
Stretching
Eternally.

Snaking.
Trolling
Round
Every
Turn.
Coloring
Hopeful,

Marvelous,
And
Riveting
Kaleidoscope
Sisters.

Astonishing
Rebirth.
Every

Mother
Is
Naked
Excellence.

~~~~~~~

We are kaleidoscope sisters, different but the same, colorful, shapely, unique, connected. We are ripped apart and shredded in creating new life. In doing so, we become butterflies shedding an old life, an old body, and old skin ... to create, to become, to be reborn ourselves.

Stretch marks are but a reminder of who we are as women, as mothers, as creators. Beautiful. Supple. Lovely.

Attention Porn Titles: Get Off My TV

2010-09-15T12:40:00.001-05:00

I'm so sick of porn titles being visible on my TV. I can block the channels, but I can't block the titles from being visible in the guide. And for some reason, every single time Jordan sits on the remote control and changes the channel with her hiney, a porn channel pops up. No, there aren't any images. But the title is printed right across the center of the screen.

My children were exposed to the words "Jersey Shore Hos" a couple of minutes ago. And that's a relatively tame one!

I have a second grader who is very proud of her reading ability. So I scrambled for the remote control to change the channel before she read any of the words and said something like, "Mommy, what's a ho?"

And what will happen if I'm not in the room when this occurs? She'll read the titles; that's what will happen. Kaya's bedroom is a VCR-only zone. But we can only watch Noggin in the living room. So what exactly are my options, other than not have any cable at all? We love Noggin/aka Nick Jr. :(

Jordan "Giving Brenna a Bath" - Video

2010-09-14T14:08:00.000-05:00

No Words Needed ... Simple Sweetness

2010-09-14T13:33:00.000-05:00

Party at Faith Academy (our homeschooling group)

2010-09-14T13:15:00.000-05:00

Jordan is in blue, trying to decide whether or not she wants to try out the water slide.

Kaya didn't hesitate; she plunged right in and slid almost the entire time we were outside.

Poor Brenna just had to watch all the activity from her stroller. She hates sitting in that thing, especially now that she can move around so well. But I couldn't put her down in the grass.

From the time we got to the event (1:30 in the afternoon) until it was finally time to start the Cake Walk (around 6:30 at night), the girls begged to do it. They ran around the circle of numbers even before any other kids arrived. It was definitely their favorite part of the day.

I accidentally got this awesome shot. I was just going to photograph her coming around the corner, but just as I pushed the button, they called her number and she started jumping up and down. She was shouting "Wow!" while she jumped here.

Kaya says she and this little boy are enemies. I sat with his mom for dinner, and Kaya came up and sat beside him. He asked his mom to switch seats with him so that he wouldn't have to sit next to Kaya. I think they ran into each other a few times on the water slide. :)

Here are the items the girls won during the Cake Walk.

We didn't leave the church to come home until 8:00. We were there for 6 1/2 hours, but we had the best time! All four of us girls were SO exhausted when we got home. It was definitely time to crash.

Aboriginal Dot Painting

2010-09-14T12:58:00.000-05:00

Last week, we studied Aborigines, their culture, and their art. This was one of the best lessons of second grade (so far). The art lessons are always the most fun. We had planned to make our own dot paintings in the afternoon ... and then in the evening. But the thing with plans is that they typically don't work out. So after "the babies" were in bed for the night (around 10:00 or so), Kaya and I sat at the kitchen table and had the most fun painting together. Here are our creations:

This is what we were directed to do by our curriculum (form circles of alternating colors until the page is filled with dots). For once, I wanted to follow the rules because it looked so cool. This is the only painting I did because it took so long. But doesn't it look cool?

Other Aboriginal dot paintings are of regular things, frequently animals; so that's what Kaya wanted to try. Here is her dot cross, dot sun, and dot grass (her very own ideas):

Her rainbow-colored dot hearts:

And her dot horse being pelted by dot rain from a dot cloud:

This is our paint palette:

I tried to get Jordan to do this activity the next day, but she pretty much just painted the table and gave up, wasting most of the paint. :( She doesn't like rules either, I guess.

Glitter in Her Eyes

2010-09-08T13:55:00.000-05:00

I'm stealing this photo from Dropped Stitches because it's totally awesome.

I'd like to be this kind of woman.
So fanciful and magical that pixie dust,
glitter, the scent of flowers,
positive energy, snowflakes,
and fantasy
fall from her eyes,
drift off her skin,
fill the air around her,
and inspire others to be
more.

Our Week in Pictures (and a few words)

2010-09-08T13:07:00.000-05:00

This was Kaya's pet lizard, Lizzie (for 2 days); the poor child was crushed when she had to let Lizzie go. Kaya was (barely) selfless enough to let Lizzie run free to find some bugs. I said, "Kaya, I know it's hard. But if you really love something more than yourself, you have to do what's best for it. If you don't let Lizzie go, she will die." Kaya replied, in mock tears, "I know Mom! Boo hoo hoo. It's so hard! I guess she will just have to die." She finally changed her mind, though, calling the whole family out onto the porch to say goodbye before letting Lizzie go.

A painting activity turned into a fingerpainting activity ... and so on. "But Mom, I just wanted to paint gloves to match my shorts."

Jordan pretty much stopped at fingerpainting.

Jordan and I are really into banana milkshakes. I stepped away to get a cup, but I guess she couldn't wait.

We can't really play in our (rented) backyard because these sheds are so dangerous. See what happened when I let Kaya play outside alone for a few minutes? Yup. She climbed a ladder and walked across the roof. The boards were giving way with every step, but I still had to grab the camera.

Brenna can roll, scoot, and sit by herself. But Jordan still can't resist picking her up and trying to hold her still as much as possible.

Mom made these adorable flower headbands for the girls. Her crocheting is amazing! She even tried to teach Kaya.

Look at that hippie hair. :)

Every photo shoot has to be intentional outtakes with Kaya. She's such a goofball.

I begged them to let ME do their hair, but they insisted on doing it themselves. That's pretty much the story with every task these days. My girls demand their independence.

Sleep-Deprived Stupor, Shower Curtains, and Strawberry Packs

2010-09-08T10:20:00.000-05:00

The shower rod in the girls' bathroom used to have a plastic covering. Now it is just a rusted stick. Replacing it has been a process that began about a week and a half ago. First I removed and trashed the old shower curtain. Yucky. A few minutes ago, I unscrewed the ends to remove the rod from permanent attachment to the wall. I left the screwdriver sitting on the bathroom counter while I ran the rust stick out to the trash can. When I stepped back inside, Jordan handed me the screwdriver, which she had brought me from the bathroom.

"Here momma. I brought it to you. It's the turny-turny (/tuwny-tuwny/)."

The next step, when I find another free moment, will be to put our Strawberry Shortcake curtain on the new rod and affix it to the wall, without screws. I also have a doorknob to install; Kaya's bedroom door has a gaping hole where a knob should go. She's desperate for me to complete this task so that she can keep out her biggest little sister.

Yesterday, Kaya got her first library card. It was a big day of firsts, actually. She and I had our first truly alone date since Brenna was born. That's six months, people! Living in Small Town, Alabama, there weren't a lot of choices for our destination. I'm also still nursing, so I only wanted to be gone an hour or so. Our first stop was the Hardy's drive-thru to pick up sausage biscuits for Reggie. His request went a little something like this:

Reg: Will you stop at Hardy's and get me 2 sausage biscuits before you go to the library?
Shawna: Sure.
Reg: I'll also need you to get me about 4 strawberry packs.
Shawna: What? Isn't this supposed to be my free time for myself? What in the world is a strawberry pack, anyway? [I assumed he was asking me to make another stop at a hardware store or something. In my extremely sleep-deprived state, I rationalized that a strawberry pack must be some odd name for a car part or gun ammunition, 2 things Reg would commonly purchase.]
Reg: Um, you know. Jelly. For the biscuits.
Shawna: [hysterical laughter] You know I haven't gotten much sleep.

That's right people. A strawberry packet is, obviously, a packet of strawberry jelly.

Last night I took a sleeping pill. It worked. I slept. And I may be in a somewhat normal state of mind today. The world can relax. I'm not a danger to anyone today.

~~~~~~~~~~

When I ask Jordan a question to which she does not know the answer, here is her response.

Mom: Jordan, what color is this?
Jordan: Tell me, Momma. Tell me.
~~~
Mom: Baby, do you remember what this is called?
Jordan: Tell me, Momma. Tell me.
~~~
Mom: Now what did I just ask you to do?
Jordan: Tell me, Momma. Tell me.

It is the cutest thing!