Kindergarten

Here she is! Gracie, the 5 year old Kindergartener! She loves school! She did so great that first day. I was not so great. I cried at home and on the walk there. Once there, I did okay, but I wasn't too sure for awhile that I was going to be able to leave. However, when I saw how she was so happy & comfortable (and when I kept hearing Chris say, "let's go!") I was able to leave knowing that she was in a good place.

She is having a great time so far. Her teacher is wonderful (even called last night just to check on how things were going and to see if we had any questions!) I was having the best time today listening to her talk about the story she heard in the library and the patterns she & a tablemate (she's at the green table, she'll tell you) made with their unifix cubes. Of course, she didn't call them unifix cubes but from how she described them, I'm pretty sure that's what she was talking about. She is so funny the way she moves her hands and talks in such a matter of fact way about things. I promise you, she has changed already in the way she expresses herself. My mom even noted that it's funny how much more she is talking. She's always been a "yes" & "no" talker on the phone with Mom, but the last few days she's gone on & on about things. It's great!

I tried carline this afternoon. ridiculous! To the credit of the school, it was done in a very organized, safe way; it just took forever. Tuesday, I drove & parked and walked over to where I could get her. That worked well. Wednesday, I walked. That worked well. Today, I took my place in line at 1:35 and left the parking lot at 2:30. I kid you not. She doesn't get out until 2:15 but in order to not have to wait out in the road, you have to get there by at least 1:45. Then, even when they let them out, they waited awhile before letting any kids load. (By the way, when I got there at 1:35, I was not the first car. I think I was about the 9th!) I told Gracie we would occasionally do carline but it wouldn't be an everday thing. I probably would have been home 10-15 minutes earlier had I walked, but I was trying to give Katie some time to sleep in the van. We'd had playgroup today, so she didn't get much of a nap.



Don't she & her Daddy look sweet? Didn't I mention the other day that he was the best Daddy ever? He really is.

Lord, thank you for letting Gracie's first few days of Kindergarten be wonderful! I was worried and you have provided comfort. She is doing so well and I am so thankful. Thank you! Please be with everyone else's children who are starting school soon. MDM's Rachel, TMK's boys and anyone else. In Jesus' Name, Amen

just a few quotes from our home

A.) Gracie yesterday. We passed by a construction site. She saw the port-a-potty. She asked me, "What is that blue thing?" I answered, "That's a potty." After thinking, she replied, "Where is the sink?" (Later Chris tells her that is why you have to have the gel stuff for your hands if you use that potty to which I replied sarcastically, "Yeah, and I'm sure all of the construction workers use it regularly!")

B.) Gracie yesterday. We were at a bookstore. She looks at the cover of a book and says, "Why does this say Paris?" I said, "How in the world did you know that said Paris?!?!" (She's only been in Kindergarten one day! What kind of advanced curriculum are they using anyway!?!? LOL) She said, "because of this," and points to the picture of the Eiffel Tower! WOW! I am impressed (and thankful for 'Madeline' to whom I should be grateful for teaching her about Paris, I'm sure!)

C.) My husband this afternoon home from lunch. I said, "I'm trying to clean up the house." He replied, "Thank you. It needed it." I gave him a "look" and said, "I didn't feel good yesterday." He said, "I know. That's why I didn't say anything." I gave him another "look." He said, "I know that's not one of your strong suits." At this, I threw myself on the couch and covered my face with a pillow (because the man did speak the truth unfortunately!) I asked him, "What is my strong suit?" He thought about it and said, "blogging." Thing is, for those of you who don't know my husband, he is one of the most wonderful husbands in the world who does more than his fair share of helping around the house with dishes, laundry, cleaning, and is the best daddy ever! So, it's not like he's some controlling, ogre of a husband. It just told me that I do need to try to do better. I just procrastinate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (and spend too much time blogging!)

pray for Joel

My brother called from Nashville yesterday. After a few minutes of talking to Gracie about her first day of school (which I will blog about later!) and talking to me about chit-chat, he told me he had really called to tell me some bad news.

My cousin, Joel, is grieving right now because his girlfriend died yesterday morning. She was young, maybe 27 or 28, somewhere around there. Apparently, she had an anuerysym (sp?) I cannot imagine the pain & grief he is going through and I feel so bad for him. She is in our extended family picture from my grandmother's 80th birthday party last year and in the video, too. She was always such a sweet person when we were around her. I keep looking at her picture and finding it hard to believe that she's gone.

I don't want to post her name out of respect. I don't really know many details. Actually, some of the people reading this may even know more than I do because they're from Nashville.

Please pray for Joel. He needs comfort & peace right now.

specific answer

Sometimes I think I don't fully recognize the answers to my prayers. I do understand that God always answers my prayers. Sometimes it's not the answer I was hoping for, but "no" is still an answer.

What I mean, though, is that sometimes when God answers "yes," I don't always stop to recognize it as an answer or to appropriately thank Him.

As any of you who have read my blog lately know, my baby, Gracie, is starting Kindergarten this week. I know I've blogged about it an immense amount, and I appreciate those who have commented to me with words of encouragement. (I promise that my other child, Katie, is not a figment of my imagination. She is a precious 17 month old angel and I will write more about her soon. This whole Kindergarten thing is just kind of in the forefront of my writing right now!)

Anyway, it's only "2 more next days," and the anxiety (for me, not Gracie) is building. I'm very happy about the teacher & the classroom, etc. but there have been a few concerns that have crept into my mind lately. Logistical type things like if it rains, I can' t walk her so I'd have to use car line and it's supposed to rain the first day of school and there's no way I'm dropping her off that first day without walking her to her classroom and what if it rains the second day and I still don't feel comfortable dropping her off, etc., etc., etc. (Sorry for that run-on sentence!)

The first day, I already have a friend lined up to watch Katie for me and Chris is going to go in to work late so he can go with us. He told me if it's raining (there aren't many places for parents to park) he'll drop us off and drive back around after I've taken her to her room. Of course, he wants to go to the room with us, but worst case scenario if we can't walk her from our house because of the rain and there is no place to (legally!) park, he'll drop us off. But, my mind says, what about the 2nd day and the 3rd day, etc. I know after a time, I'll feel comfortable using car line, but not for at least a week or so.

So, I'm sitting in the den and my mind is racing with "what if this" & "what if that." I pray that God will help me to be comfortable with the situation, etc.

Not 20 minutes later, Chris comes in and with tears brimming in my eyes, I'm relaying my fears to him (again!) He says, "Well, 7:30 isn't too late for me to leave for work and actually Wednesday, (the 2nd day of school) I have a meeting in town at 9:00 and don't have to be anywhere for work until that time."

Immediately, relief washes over me! So, the 2nd day of school, he can go with us to drop her off which will help me and if there's ever another day where I still feel like I need help, he can probably do it and still get to work at a decent time.

All of a sudden, it hit me! I had just prayed for me to feel comfortable, then Chris comes in and basically hands me a solution straight from God! Wow! That was fast work on God's part!

Thank you, Lord. I so appreciate this comfort that you have given me!

I know some of you probably think that I'm a basketcase and a nut job. I promise I'm not. I'm just a worrywart who's sending her baby to Kindergarten for the first time. I'm trying to trust in the Lord more to help with my worries.

Isn't she sweet?

I know I already posted today, but I wanted to add a picture of Gracie Madelyn for all to see. This was when we about to leave for her Tea Party birthday party on Sunday.

I love a good book

As the title of this post says, I love a good book. The problem I've been having lately is finding a good book.

I read alot. a whole lot. I have to admit to not always remembering everything I read and sometimes even forgetting if I've read a particular book, but I so enjoy having a good book waiting for me on the bedside table, next to the couch, or maybe even on the back of the toilet (gasp!)

To help with my forgetfulness, I started keeping a list of which books I've read and writing a little summary. Since I have pretty much always hated writing summaries, I've been going to Amazon.com and copying & pasting their summaries. I just keep this information in a Word document for my own personal information.

So far, since December of last year, I've read 19 books. Some I have loved and some I am still shaking my head at. See, I like to read Christian fiction. However, sometimes I just want some good 'ole "chic lit." (You know, like a "chic flick" only a book.) The problem is that some of these recommended readings are not appropriate for a Christian to read.

I can ignore some stuff (perhaps some I shouldn't), but the "F word" is so offensive and when it's written over & over & over, it's sometimes just too much to continue reading. I can take reading about a little lovin' (if you know what I mean) but too much detail is too much detail. I mean, there are some things out there that some people do that I just don't need to know about!

Like I said, I like Christian fiction, but aren't there some "mainstream, contemporary" novels out there that don't have bad language & vivid descriptions of lovin'?

Here's a list of what I've read this year and what I've thought about them. After you've read my list, I'd love to get some recommendations from you of books you think I might enjoy, Christian fiction and not Christian fiction.

1.) A Bend in the Road by Nicholas Sparks/pretty good
2.) The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks/good
3.) The Wedding by Nicholas Sparks/good
4.) The Yada Yada Prayer Group by Neta Jackson/wonderful!
5.) The Yada Yada Prayer Group Gets Down by Neta Jackson/wonderful!
6.) Suzanne's Diary for Nicholas by James Patterson/good
7.) Double Shot by Diane Mott Davidson/good
8.) The Whitney Chronicles by Judy Baer/pretty good
9.) Superstar by Victoria Gott/AWFUL; I couldn't wait for it to be over!
10.) The Proposal by Lori Wick/really good
11.) The Rescue by Lori Wick/really good
12.) The Visitor by Lori Wick/really good
13.) The Bachelor by Carly Philips/good, although I felt a little guilty reading this one!
14.) Bet Your Bottom Dollar by Karen Gillespie/alright
15.) Big Stone Gap by Adriana Trigiani/good
16.) Big Cherry Holler by Adriana Trigiani/good
17.) Milk Glass Moon by Adriana Trigiani/good
18.) Between Friends by Debbie Macomber/wonderful!
19.) She's Come Undone by Wally Lamb/alright; this was an 'Oprah' book and there were parts of it that I definitely felt uncomfortable & guilty reading!

There are quite a few books I've started lately that I just haven't been able to finish. Just last night, I returned Speak Softly, She Can Hear. Within the first about 50 pages, the F word was written multiple times and a certain rendezvous was vividly described. A rendezvous that I had no business reading about, so that book was put away. I tried Bergdorf Blondes and couldn't get through it. Angry Housewives Eating Bon Bons also didn't make the cut. Citizen Girl certainly didn't make the cut either. The language was awful.

There are some books I am planning to read soon and am hoping to like. I have Home to Harmony, Beyond Tuesday Morning, and Mother of Prevention waiting for me to open. I think I'm going to try more Lori Wick and also go back to a series I started last year by Jennifer Chiaverini. I've enjoyed the Sisterchick series by Robin Jones Gunn also.

What about y'all? Do any of my blogging buddies have any suggestions for me? Thanks in advance!

Miss Stack

As we walked through the doors, I saw a big ramp leading up to the portable building.

As we started walking towards the ramp, I saw her. She had long black hair and a cute little outfit. (I even noticed her toenails painted different colors! Now, you have to have some creativity to do that!)

She was watching us and we were watching her. I could now see the sign that had her name on it. I said, "Are you Miss Stack?" She confirmed that she was, and I said, "This is Gracie."

The moment had finally come. We were meeting Gracie's Kindergarten teacher. One of the first things she did when we entered the room was to give Gracie a goody bag filled with treats! Wow! What a first impression! Gracie then gave her the picture she had drawn for her. Miss Stack commented on how she was already writing her name. (Yes, yes, I'm sure my chest puffed out a little at that comment.)

I like her!

I have been dreaming....literally....of this day for weeks. I've been so nervous that one thing or another would make me regret our decision to send Gracie to this school. God took care of it! Did I doubt? Well, do you want me to be honest? Yes, I did doubt. I didn't doubt that He COULD take care of it, but I doubted that He WOULD take care of it. I didn't trust Him as I should have.

The classroom was perfectly put together....cute little tables with chairs that had hanging bags to collect books, etc.....centers for end of the day play.......no end to hands-on activities, etc. Miss Stack told us that they are really expected to read alot by the end of the year. That's great! I'm all for that! She said there are centers for them to have play time at the end of the day. That's great, too! She said there's really a good balance between the work & play. Also great! We even found out that one of her friends from preschool will be in her class!

This teacher is rather young. We didn't want to just come right out & ask her how many years she has taught because, being a former teacher, that can come out wrong. We didn't want her to think that we didn't trust her. However, we "fished" around a little bit and found out she'd been at this school just last year but had taught 1st grade elsewhere, so she has at least 2 years under her belt. You could tell that she was energetic and prepared and fun (did I mention the different color toenails?!?!) and that she liked her job!

I think Chris was laughing at me as I eagerly signed us up for PTA, bought Gracie a t-shirt, and a car magnet for the van! I am way excited about all of this!

I decided the other day that rather than just praying for Gracie and us, I needed to specifically pray for her teacher. Why didn't I think of that earlier? So, I started the other day doing just that. Now I have a name to put in my prayers.

Dear Lord,
Please be with my precious Gracie as she begins her Kindergarten year. Please keep her safe from harm, both physical & emotional. Please help her little mind to be open to learning and please help her to share her love of you & Christ with others, through both direct talk and just simply through the way she acts. Please be with Miss Stack and Miss Hood, who is the aide. Please help them to teach these children the academics that they need to know but also to teach them how to be good citizens. Please help them to be firm, yet loving. Thank you for all the good feelings we got today as we visited the school! In Jesus' Name, Amen

My computer savvy 5 year old

Gracie & I were coloring this afternoon. Her coloring book had a page where you could write a letter. It had "Dear" written already and then lines where the letter could be written.

Gracie wrote "Mommy" then said, "How do you email a letter?"

I about fell out of my chair! Does my poor child really not know that a letter can be written with a pencil, put in an envelope, have a stamp put on it, and mailed from the mailbox?!?! She was embarrassed when I asked about this and said, "I know that!"

I think she does know it because I mail bills and buy stamps and mail cards frequently, but it still struck me as funny. I guess she sees me in front of this computer way too often!

Now, if she starts asking me for permission to check out her classmates' blogs instead of having playdates, we may have a problem!

I guess I am proud of her "computer savvyness" since she can get on the computer and begin, play & end her age appropriate computer games by herself. Do any of you have any stories of your children being immersed in technology such as the computer?

You are a good singer

As I walked around the kitchen singing, "I'll Fly Away," Gracie was looking at me and smiling sweetly & giggling a little. I asked her why she was doing that. She said, "'cause I like it. Even if you're not a good singer, I like it."

hmm....okay

As she saw the expression on my face and heard me chuckling a little, she said, "You are a good singer."

Good recovery, huh?!?!


It's so funny to hear the things they say and see the things they do. The other day, Chris called to Katie to come to him while we were in the library. She looked at him, waved, and said, "bye bye" and proceeded to walk away. When I walked up, he was laughing. I informed him that laughing at her would not teach her that it's wrong, (like he really didn't know that!) but he just thought it was so cute & funny

*sigh* Almost all the things she does are cute & funny, like right now as she's carrying the broom around and "helping" me clean and earlier, she was carrying dirty clothes around the house and occasionally sitting down to try putting on the shorts. Remember, this is the 16 month old!

They are fun!

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday, Gracie Madelyn!

Today is my baby's 5th birthday! If you've been reading my blog, you already know some of my feelings regarding her getting older and starting Kindergarten in less than 2 weeks, so I won't go into those right now.

At playgroup today, I realized that she only has 1 playgroup day left because she'll be in full day school after that. Wow! That hit kind of hard because we've been doing playgroup with some of these people since she was less than a year old. I'm so thankful for having Katie so I can continue with this group.

We've already had a full day and it's only 1:30: breakfast with Daddy at IHOP, playgroup (and since I love birthdays I basically ended up doing a party with cupcakes, ice cream, & balloons even though her real birthday party isn't until Sunday afternoon), and we still have our infamous chicken, mashed potato, & broccoli dinner tonight!

Saturday, Grammer & Pappy and Bigmother & Bigdaddy (my parents & grandparents) will come and we'll party with them some more! Then Sunday, we'll have our "tea party" downtown in a cute little shop.

Whew! I'm tired already, but they only turn each age once and I love celebrating!

Thank you God for Gracie (and for Katie too)! They are such joys!

part of Gracie's lunch prayer

"Help Katie not to pull things out of the plugs."

After seeing how I reacted to Katie when she pulled the flashlight thingy out of the plug today and hearing me tell her how dangerous that was, Gracie decided to include a plea to God to help Katie not to do that anymore.

Thank you God for letting our children set examples for us! I hadn't thought to pray about this discipline struggle we've been having with Katie, but Gracie did. Sounds like I'm learning one of the lessons my blogger friend, TMK, learned the other day when her boys were suggesting moments of prayer. Thank you God for the faith of our children! In Jesus' Name, Amen!

crispy chicken, mashed potatoes, & broccoli

Last week, we told Gracie to think about what or where she wanted to eat for her birthday dinner on Thursday. I asked her today if she'd decided. She said yes then thought about it. She then said she wanted "chicken-the crispy kind." I said, "fried chicken?" She agreed. I said, "okay, and what else? mashed potatoes?" She agreed. I asked her what else. She thought for a few more minutes then said, "broccoli."

BROCCOLI?

What kind of 5 year old asks for broccoli for a birthday dinner?!?! Apparently, my sweet 5 year old. A little odd perhaps, but still sweet! Chris & I are just wondering why in the world she didn't choose something like 'Burger King.' Would have been alot easier. I don't have a clue how to make good fried chicken. I think that part of the dinner may come from good 'ole KFC! Oh well. I'm a firm believe in making birthdays special, so fried chicken it will be!

Me & power tools? Not a great idea!

This post won't be too profound, but let's just say I'm grateful for a husband who doesn't anger easily. Our hedges between our house and the neighbor's have been way overgrown for quite some time now. Chris finally had some time off, so he decided this was the weekend for tackling the job.

He started out using the chainsaw but quickly discovered that he needed to trim them first. So, he got out the electric trimmers. I had mowed over half the front yard that morning, so I thought I'd like to take a stab at helping with this task too. Chris had had a rough week of work making up some hours from when we went on vacation and he hasn't been feeling particularly wonderful, so I thought I'd be the helpful wife. (I'd done this job before pretty well.)

I climbed up onto the ladder and was swinging the trimmers back & forth thinking how easy it would be to overswing it and cut myself. All of a sudden, I feel this horrible sting on my arm. I mean it really hurt! I exclaim loudly (I won't say exactly what I exclaimed! *blush*) At first, I thought I'd cut myself with the trimmers. Then, I realized I must have gotten stung by a bee. In a span of about 10 seconds, I'm trying to figure out how to turn off the trimmer & climb down off the ladder without a.) dropping & breaking the trimmer and b.) falling & hurting myself even more.

Chris came running over to me because he thought I'd cut myself with the trimmer. I ran inside and put ice on it. It was a really red mark and after some ice time grew white around the area. It stung and Chris wanted to give me Benadryl, but I decided to wait to see if it kept stinging & swelling. It stopped pretty quickly, but my trimming time stopped as well.

This morning, it's a brand new day. I told Chris I'd try it again. Well, apparently, it was a wasp because there was one buzzing around the ladder. Chris killed that one. Then, I later saw two more buzzing around. They were not too happy with us being there. Well, at one point, I got down to move the ladder and decided to tackle a smaller bush closer to the house. I was trimming along when suddenly, the trimmer stopped. I thought I'd just cut into a really thick branch and stalled it a little. "Oh no! Not again," I think. Sure enough, I'd cut into the extension cord! Yes, you read right. I said, "...again..." I had done this last year. Well, Chris had had two 100 ft. cords. I had made that into one 100 ft. cord last year. Now he had zero. So, I got to head off to Home Depot this morning. I had literally rolled out of bed and into some yard clothes before going outside, so I was certainly not looking my best. I chose Home Depot over Wal Mart because I figured there was less chance of me seeing someone I knew there! (I did not realize extension cords were that expensive! arrghh! And noone to blame but myself!)

Chris figured out later that the electricity in half the house was out, too. After a time, he got that back on and said it did exactly what it was supposed to do...turned off so I wouldn't electrocute myself. Yea for that!

Thank you Chris for only getting a little upset and actually joking with me about it more than anything else. Very few husbands would be so great about their wife being so inept with their power tools.

Where does the time go?

Gracie was doing a bit of a "fashion show" tonight for her daddy with the new school clothes Gramme had bought for her. There were a couple of things I wanted his "approval" on; things I wasn't sure were appropriate. In this one particular outfit with her hair pulled back into a ponytail from swimming earlier in the day, she looked so old! I told Chris, "She looks like she's 7!" (She's not quite 5.) He agreed.

I held out my arms for her to run to me for a hug. I hugged her and pulled out the ponytail holder. With her hair down, she looked much more like my little Gracie.

Fact is, she is getting older. As one of my best friends jokingly said the other day when I referred to her as 4 1/2...."Jacinda, she's not 4 1/2, she's almost 5!".....6 more "next days" to be exact. (Next days is how we count down to things around our house.) Not to be too graphic, but I can remember the exact moment my water broke with Gracie. I remember so much about when she was just born, and now she's almost 5 and going to Kindergarten in less than a month.

Don't get me wrong, I'm excited about this new chapter in her life. Yes, I'm sad that she's growing up, but I'm excited as well. This is a part of having children; letting them "go" so that they can choose the path for their own lives.

Again, don't get me wrong. I'm not cuttin' her loose to get a job and help support the family, but I'm looking forward to seeing how she interacts with her classmates & her teacher and us as her family as she begins this next phase of her life. I think I've gone through just about every emotion possible concerning Gracie going to Kindergarten and where she'll go to Kindergarten.....fear, doubt, anxiety, panic, happiness, pride, joy, excitement, peace.....and I know those emotions will continue throughout her life. It's been a roller coaster of a ride. I've got friends doing public school, friends doing private school, and friends who will homeschool! Each has their own reasons for their decision and that's okay that we're all different.

I think about how my parents let me go to ACU all the way from Atlanta and I marvel at the idea that they trusted the Lord enough to send me that far away. My friend, Tracy (Goodwin) Brown, & I traveled many a mile on I-20 going back & forth (it's 1000 miles!) This was before the age of everyone having cell phones and our parents would make us stop every 3 hours to call them. Imagine our impatience with them! However, now I question why they didn't make us call every hour.....or even let us go alone at all! I still remember the ticket Tracy got in Shreveport, LA & I still remember the time it was pouring rain and the semi next to me made me so nervous that I accidentally got off the interstate in Jackson, MS. I tried so hard to find my way back on without Tracy waking up, but the blinker woke her up. I think she was a little irritated because, to be honest, I had kind of gotten us lost!

I remember my Senior year of high school going to visit Harding & ACU. My parents & 7 out of my 8 aunts & uncles had gone to Harding. All my life, I just assumed that I'd go there. My brother was attending Lipscomb at the time and I didn't really want to go there and be Josh's little sister. I wanted to be more of my own person. (My brother & I are much closer now that we're married and both have little girls for which I'm grateful.)

Anyway, I know my parents took me to ACU to talk me out of it. Dad had pretty much said I wasn't going there. It was too far away and too expensive. (Like Harding & Lipscomb weren't???) We visited both Harding & ACU on that trip, and I think my parents fell more in love with ACU than even I did! My recruiter, Ben Stevens, did a great job of selling the school to my parents! We had people from my high school & church who were already there and loved it,Traci (Dunn) Brown & Renee (Bradford) Preston. Not to mention our youth intern from a couple of summers before who also attended there. Long story a little shorter, I ended up going to ACU. I remember planning to apply to Harding, but I got my acceptance from ACU and that was that! My best friend from high school was also going and that helped, along with the 6 or 7 other people from my graduating class. Amazing really that that many of us from Atlanta would go all the way to Abilene for college. Some people still look at me and shake their heads as to why I would go so far away from my family.

Point is, my parents trusted God to let me go that far. They had raised me in a Christian family and were praying for me to get a good education and hopefully find a Christian husband while doing it (which I did!) I'm grateful for the sacrifices my parents made for me in order that I could attend a wonderful Christian school while growing up, GACS, and then ACU for college. It set a foundation for me that I've built on throughout my life. They raised me praying for me to live a Christian life, find a Christian mate, and raise a family of my own. Now, I don't know the specifics of their prayers, but I imagine I'm not far off the mark. I know for a fact that they prayed for me because my dad told me just about everytime I talked to him on the phone or he wrote a letter (which he did almost every week my first 3 years at ACU). Him telling me that made a big impact on me. To be honest, I'm not too sure he doesn't still say it. I'll have to pay better attention the next time I'm on the phone with him!

As I said in a previous post, we have decided on public school for Gracie, and we're sending her with what I hope is a solid Christian foundation. We would hope for that whatever decision we had made. It warms my heart when we're in the car and she asks to sing one of the songs from her "Sunday School Songs" or "Toddler Bible Songs" cds. She was asking me today what it meant when the song said, "not my sister or my brother or my mother" (but it's me O Lord standing in the need of prayer). I tried to give her an answer that made sense and told her that it means she can pray anytime, anywhere even if Mommy or Daddy aren't praying; that God is always there & ready to listen to her. I don't know if that's the right answer, but I think it made sense to her. Even though sometimes I falter with the answers, I love it when she questions songs & Bible stories, etc. It means that her little mind is listening & her heart is wanting to know.

It seems like lately, God has blessed me with situations that seem to say, "She's gonna be okay." Whether it's a question she asks or how she responds to a situation or something sweet she says to me, I know she has a good foundation. I will be praying that we continue to give her the tools & the good examples & the teachings as well as the slack on our parental rope to let her take chances, make mistakes, learn from those mistakes, set good examples for others, know who to go to when she needs help, and always stay faithful to God!

I'm thankful for my good friends who live here whose children Gracie has played with since she was 9 months old. These women have been my good Christian friends for so long and their children are Gracie's best friends. Even though 1 of them will be in private school this year, 1 will be homeschooled this year or next, and 1 hasn't made a decision as to next year yet, I know that these friends will remain special to each other. I'm not so naive (sp?) as to think that everything will stay the same between them, but it doesn't mean things can't still be good and even get better!

These friends of mine & I have talked about special bracelets we hope to give our daughters when they're older (maybe when they're baptized, maybe when they reach a certain age???) that will remind them of our love for them and remind them of how they should act, but also remind that even if they screw up, we're available to be called and to help them. I'm thankful for these friends. They will help me to accountable for how I raise my child and I will do the same for them. It doesn't mean we all have to agree on everything, but we do agree on our love for Christ and our love for our children and our desire to have our children love Christ as well!

Most of this post is just me thinking aloud. It all started with looking at Gracie and realizing how old she looks and feeling a little sentimental about it. As much as part of me would like to "freeze her" in this age forever, I so look forward to seeing what kind of young lady she's going to grow into. I hope & pray that she will forever be a believer in Jesus and that she will someday make her own personal decision to follow Him. Isn't that what we all desire for our children?

Mark Hale

It was weird sitting there listening to his voice. There he was preaching a sermon about mothers, specifically Mary, the mother of Jesus. At the beginning of the sermon, he mentioned the invitation that would be offered for anyone desiring to make a decision about following Christ. I remember his invitations well having heard many of them in the almost 4 years we listened to him preach.

He's gone now. He died about a month ago.

Wait a minute, he's not really gone is he? He was a strong Christian. He loved Christ & followed him fully and he worked to teach others about Christ. Because of this, we know that he is with Christ as we speak. (I guess, if I'm truly honest, that I've always wondered if we go straight to Heaven when we die or do we wait for Judgment Day? Anyone want to take a stab at that one?) Regardless, this man was a true follower of Christ and because of that, his soul is not dead. For that, I am grateful!

Not only do the memories of Mark Hale live on for his wife and his 4 children and his many friends and fellow Christians, his teachings live on as well. Not only do they live on in the sermon I was able to download off of the church's website, but also in the minds of those who listened to him preach throughout his life. His teachings (based on God's word) along with his life impacted my husband & I immensely and I'm sure many others as well.

Although I know he will enjoy a reward in Heaven, I hurt that he's gone.

I hurt for his wife because she had expressed her longing for him to beat the cancer that had overtaken his body.

I hurt for his children. Although they are all grown, I'm sure there will be many things they wish they could share with him throughout the rest of their lives.

I hurt for the people who never got to listen to him preach.

I hurt for the people who never got to play golf with him like my husband did.

I hurt for the people who never got to fill out a "March Madness" bracket for him.

I hurt for the people who won't have him around to film the birth of their first baby. We have precious video of Gracie mere minutes after being born. These first videos were taken through the operating room window. Because of his disregard for "Authorized Personnel Only," we have those wonderful images of her little feet being stamped. There was no harm done and I'm grateful for the risk he took knowing we would love to have those first few moments recorded.

I hurt for the people who will have to take many hours to move across town. For us, it took a very short time because he organized many men, trucks, & trailers to move furniture from our rent house to our newly bought home.

I hurt for the church members who will never be invited to his home to get to know him & other people in the church better.

Yes, I hurt that he's gone, but I have alot of joy when thinking of him as well. You see, he was a wonderful man who loved Christ. His job in life was being a preacher as well as a husband & father. Because of his love for Christ, he was able to do a good job as that husband & father. I remember my own husband going to a men's workshop of some sort that I think Mark had helped organize. Chris came home from that workshop excited about being a better husband (and he was already doing a good job!)

We will miss Mark. I am grateful for the way he took me out of my comfort zone and forced me to look at things in a way I needed to do.

Do you have someone who helped shape your faith or helped strengthen your faith? Maybe someone who took you out of your comfort zone when you needed to leave it? Maybe someone who you admire because of their faith? I'd love to hear about them!

When I had to show my id, I should have known.......

When my 27 year old friend & I had to show our id's when buying the tickets, I should have known. I laughed and said, "You're kidding right?" but the girl said I had to show it. (I'm 32 years old and haven't exactly aged well!) When the guy made us show our tickets before actually entering the theater, I should have known. I laughed about it again. When my friend said that her husband told her we probably shouldn't go see it, I should have known.

It was rated R. I should have known.

Within the first 2 minutes of the movie, we should have left. We probably got through at least an hour of the movie before we finally decided to get up & leave. The movie theater guy said, "The movie's not over yet." My friend informed him that it was too trashy. He acted surprised. I'll give him the benefit of the doubt that he hadn't seen it....surely he wouldn't think it wasn't trashy if he'd seen it.

I've seen R movies before. Each one had some things in them that weren't appropriate. This particular movie was awful to the "nth" degree. Not only the premise of the movie was bad, but the nudity & language was unlike anything I've seen or heard in a movie theater. (Granted, I'm sure it's not the worst that's been out there, but I think it's the worst I've seen.) Maybe the worst part was that this was a comedy...it was all put out there very lightly. Does that make sense? This wasn't some serious "sex" movie; just a comedy about something that Christians shouldn't find funny. A couple of the actors I would have said I liked. One of the actresses I really would have said I liked. Maybe I still do, but I'm disappointed that she played this character.

Before the movie started, one of the previews we saw was for a movie called something like, "The 40 year old virgin." It's all about a 40 year old man who is a virgin and his friends go on a mission to change this. Another preview was about a male gigolo. It's a sequel and the preview states that it has the same "ho." Again, I'm thinking God won't be pleased when people choose to watch this type of movie.

My friend and I talked about how our husbands would not be "allowed" to go see the movie we tried to watch tonight. Not that we "allow" or "disallow" them to do things, but we will strongly encourage them not to see it. Perhaps they should have told us that we weren't allowed to see it.

As a Christian, should I have gone to this movie in the first place? Of course not. We even laughed at quite a bit of it. I knew the premise and I knew that there would be nudity & language, but I went anyway.....all in the name of a "girl's night out." I'm just thankful that my friend is also a Christian who felt as offended as I did and was more than happy to support me in walking out.

One of my friends doesn't watch tv at all. Her son will watch videos that are appropriate for his age and I admire her for this. One of my biggest struggles is watching things on tv that I shouldn't watch. I admit this. Movies aren't as big of a struggle because I don't go very often, but tonight it was a struggle.

I pray that I will be strong in this struggle and I pray that I will set a good example for my children.

everything you never wanted to know.......

I stole this from someone who stole it from someone else. I thought it was kind of interesting. I'd love to see what anyone can write about themselves!

A is for age: 32
B is for booze: none
C is for career: former elementary school teacher; currently a stay-at-home mom
D is for dad's name: Randall
E is for essential item to bring to a party: a good attitude
F is for favorite songs at the moment: In My Daughter's Eyes by Martina McBride
G is for goof off thing to do: computer; reading
H is for hometown: Aiken, SC
I is for instrument you play: none :(
J is for jam or jelly you like: strawberry; grape
K is for kids: 2
L is for living arrangements: house
M is for mom's name: Nancy
N is for name of good friend: Melissa, Kym, Tracy, etc.
O is for overnight stays in hospital: 2 (when having my girls)
P is for phobias: not too fond of water
Q is for quotes you like: "Pretty is as pretty does."
R is for longest relationship: still talk often with Tracy whom I've been friends with since 8th grade (around 19 years)
S is for siblings: 1 brother
T is for Texas: home of my alma mater, ACU
U is for unique traits: red hair (natural!)
V is for vegetables that you love: green beans, sweet peas
W is for worst trait: a tad unmotivated at times;
X is for X-rays you've had: not sure on this one
Y is for yummy food you make: chicken salad, chicken spaghetti, brownies, apple pie
Z is for zodiac sign: taurus

She really listens to me!

My baby is going to Kindergarten in less than a month. *sigh* I get a little teary when I drive past the school and see the preparations that are being made for the new school year....cleaning the floors, painting, putting down new ground cover on the playground. We debated back & forth about where to put her for school: public vs. private. We visited both of them and talked about it and prayed about it (although probably not enough!) We decided to put her in public school. Now, coming from a girl who attended private Christian school for 17 years straight, this is a big deal. I also taught 1 year in a private Christian school. (I also taught 3 years in a public school.)

Anyway, I won't bore you with all of the details, but after thinking, talking, seeking the counsel of those we admire & respect, and praying, we have decided on public school. If it turns out that we need to make a change, we can do so. This particular public school is actually close enough that when you think about waiting in "car line," it will probably be quicker for me to walk her to school, so that will be nice.

Well, like I said, I'm getting emotional about this whole Kindergarten thing. Also, as you can probably tell, I'm nervous. I guess I'd be nervous about one thing or another no matter where she went. (I am certainly not so naieve as to think that her world would be "perfect" if she went to a private Christian school. Like I said, I attended 2 different ones.....I know what can go on......) One thing I'm nervous about are the influences she will be under while away from me and in school from 7:30-2:15 each weekday. I have talked with her about how to respond to someone if they act badly or try to get her to do something that she knows is wrong. I've told her that even if her teacher or other classmates don't say a prayer before lunch that she still can say one before she eats. I've told her that she can invite her new friends to Bible Class and tell them about Jesus. I'm trying to take the stance that just because she may not be in a Christian school that does not mean that Jesus can't be in her thoughts and words.

I'm not trying to coach her into playground preaching; I'm just trying to teach her that she can be a good influence on others and show her "little light" wherever she is. Today, my mother-in-law related a story to me that warmed my heart and made me want to jump through the phone line to kiss Gracie!

You may remember that Gracie is in New Mexico visiting with Gramps & Gramme. She is attending their VBS. Apparently, after VBS, the adults stay to do some things and the kids will go over to a nearby building on the property and have some videos they can watch. Now, we try to be careful about what our kids watch but I will admit that I'm a reality show FREAK and Gracie has seen more than her fair share of shows like 'Survivor' and 'The Bachelor.' I know, I know......bad! I'm trying to be better and try to turn it during "really bad" parts.

Anyway......today one of the kids asked her if she could watch "Shrek 2." Now, please don't be offended if this is your child's favorite movie. We actually own the first one and Gracie has watched it many times and laughs. Chris & I have seen the 2nd one and laughed many times. However, we feel that it is not appropriate for her to watch and I have tried to even limit her watching of the first one after re-thinking some things. So, this kid asks her if she can watch "Shrek 2."

She tells her, "That doesn't teach me anything and it's not appropriate." They watched "Spirit" instead. I was so proud of her! I do not think that if she had watched "Shrek 2" that she would necessarily be destined for a world of debauchery, BUT the point is that she knew I didn't really want her watching the movie and stood up for what she felt was the right thing to do. I probably never would have found out that she had watched it, but she said, "no." I only hope and pray that she will continue this attitude of standing true to the "right thing" throughout her time at school and in the "real world."

Again, please don't be offended if you love "Shrek," but I was just so proud of her for saying "no" when it would have been so easy to say "yes" knowing that I would never know. She is an example to me! This little episode just gave me a boost of confidence that she has been listening to me and that she can say "no" when someone tries to get her to do something that she doesn't feel is right. She listened to her conscience and I am so proud of her and thankful to God for her precious little spirit!

blessings from New Mexico

Here are 25 blessings from our trip to New Mexico to visit Chris' family. We had quite a few mishaps as well but I thought for now I'd stick with the blessings. Maybe I'll write about the mishaps another day.

1.) safe flights to & from

2.) meeting my niece, Sara Jane, for the first time

3.) watching Papaw make the sweetest gestures with Nana and realizing once again how much
Chris is like him and being grateful for it

4.) Papaw telling me that he & Nana have been married for (63?) years. When I told him we had about 52 years to catch up, he said, "You'll make it." If the Lord wills us to live that long, I
know we will.

5.) watching Papaw (83 years old) color with my (almost) 5 year old

6.) spending time with Erin, my sister-in-law

7.) watching Gracie play with the daughter of Chris' cousin (would that be her 2nd cousin???) whom she's never met before

8.) having worship & communion with the family out at the ranch

9.) giggling with Erin and Ashley (Chris' cousin) over silly girl things

10.) having my mother-in-law get up with Katie in the middle of the night (which is not usually an issue) and also early in the morning

11.) going on a date with Chris while the in-laws babysat (for free!)

12.) sipping a "Frap" with my mother-in-law & Erin in a cute little coffee shop

13.) Chris' bag being found after he accidentally took someone else's *oops!*

14.) having time with Chris to look out over the ranch and listening to him remember times he spent there growing up

15.) watching Gracie ride a horse and pet a sheep without the fear she usually shows in such situations

16.) spending time with Chris' extended family at the ranch

17.) Singing, "God Be With Us 'Til We Meet Again" at the request of Nana and watching Ashley put her arm around her when she tears up

18.) Chris & his brother, Mike, spent time together which is unfortunately a rare thing because of the distance between our homes

19.) watching Chris do flips (forward & backwards) off the diving board when we went swimming in Ruidoso....I didn't know he could do that!

20.) watching Katie put her face in the water at the pool and then sputter & smile! (Gracie is so much more nervous that I'm glad Katie is more comfortable with it.)

21.) watching Gramps & Gramme help Gracie jump rope

22.) Gramps & Gramme taking Gracie, Katie, & Sara Jane on the Bible Trail they've created behind their house with Bible verses and cute items to help them remember them

23.) watching Gramps help Gracie catch her first grasshopper named "Hoppy."

24.) the way my mother-in-law makes it feel like a real vacation when we visit by doing laundry, cooking, & taking care of the kids

25.) knowing that Gracie is creating many happy memories with her grandparents this week

26.) Mary Frances (Chris' aunt) has been released from the hospital after being bitten by a rattlesnake at the ranch.

27.) hearing the sincere appreciation from my mother-in-law for Chris helping them decide on a new vehicle & fixing some things on their computer

Dear God, Thank you for our safe trip to & from New Mexico! We had a wonderful time, took 247 pictures, and made many happy memories with the family. Please keep Gracie safe as she is spending a week with Gramps & Gramme and help them to be safe as they drive here to being her back. Thank you for Mary Frances being okay and thank you for not letting one of the children, or anyone else, be bitten. Please be with Chris as he goes back to work. That's always hard after a vacation. Please help us to do things that please You. In Jesus' Name, Amen

so much to say, so little time

For anyone who may actually be reading this blog of mine, I wanted to let you know that I do plan to be a "regular blogger." We are currently on vacation in NM, so I haven't quite had the time or privacy to write the blogs I'd like to write.

There has so much happen in the last few days.......sick child on the airplane, my husband stole someone's luggage in Albuquerque (on accident of course!), a family member got bitten by a rattlesnake mere hours after my children had been playing in the very nearby area. I'll elaborate in a later post, but I hope everyone had a good 4th of July holiday! Despite the above mentioned happenings, we are having a great time with Chris's family and will be home the first of next week.

God bless all of you!