How many times in one day can I repeat the exact same task with zero affirmation that I am doing any kind of a good job? I wake up I start the coffee, unload the dishwasher, re-load any nighttime dish, wipe the counters, pour my coffee, sit and read my Bible. The reading is interrupted by tears of a waking baby. I make breakfast, put the dishes in the dishwasher, wipe the counters, clean food off the floor, oh Care pooped, clean the diaper- left some food on the floor when I carried her out mid eating to change the diaper. She plays with her toys while I try and teach her scripture, nap-time, mommy cleans up the toys with the "help" of Care (she is 15 months- you can only imagine, but we are learning). Go tidy the kitchen, do laundry, make the bed, do more laundry, pick up the messes which feel endless. Care's awake diaper duty on, playing with Care, lunch, running errands, screaming baby, NAP TIME, clean the kitchen, do the dishes, fold the laundry, Care's awake early- didn't get to put the laundry up.
House never really looks clean, and as if I am not fully aware of the short comings that I am doing it is sure to be pointed out to me in some way shape or form. The frig was not cleaned out, would you mind vacuuming, and our bathroom looks like a wet monkey was turned loose with a towel. And don't you know, the house could be perfect all day long, but 10 minutes before Luke gets back we take a break from playtime-leaving the toys as is and go have a snack. I attempt to clean while Care eats, Care decides to fling all her food off the high chair, the laundry needs to be switched immediately or it will forever smell like mildew, there are sheets in the dryer that I have to put somewhere- I guess the kitchen table will do, I have ten important piles all sitting on the counter (I am a piler) all a nessesity that I will get to shortly but there is no time now, Care is screaming and wants out of her highchair- food is everywhere in her hair on her clothes in the seat on the floor. In walks Luke and it looks like a tornado has just come through our house. In his defense, it does not look like I have lifted a finger. However, I have been repeating the same clean up tasks all day long. With no one but God to see and NO ONE believes me.
AM I THE ONLY ONE?????????
I love the job! This is the best job ever, but it just stinks that it always seems to go down pretty much the same way. Every single time that I think that I have it going on in walks company at the absolute messiest time. I love having company, I just pray that they all forgive the explosion that happens 10 minutes before they get to my house. So if you are one of my vistors, please do not think that I have been rude by not tidying before you come. I promise I have been cleaning for you. Unfortunately, it is never as clean as I would like it to be. Oh well, life is to short the company is one of my most favorite parts!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Park playday
Oh what a fun day we had at the park! I just love taking pictures with my new camera! 
Don't they look so cute on the swing together?
I am so proud of these pictures! I am really trying to figure this whole camera thing out!
Ok this is Caroline's bear, she LOVES it! Aunt Calee and Uncle Robert gave it to her and she has loved it since she was a baby.
I do not know why I like this picture, but I think that it is kind of fun.
Caroline and Doug
Ok so I am soooooo sorry to be sooooo slow for the next blog! So if you did not already know this precious baby boy is our Godson Doug who we all LOVE dearly and whom I keep most days while his mommy works. He is exactly 3 months older than Care and they think that they are twins! It is so sad for us that they are moving!
He came with our family to TN last week and these are some of our play pictures. Aren't they sooooo cute?
I just love my Care Bear and her swinging arm!
My sweet little Dougie, doesn't he look like a little man? Oh, I just love him!
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
All things new
Can you remember the first time that you saw one of this world’s extraordinary creations? Do you remember what you first thought? How did you take it all in? Did you focus on the creation as a whole, or did you clue in to one of its tiny but yet so detailed parts?
Take a tree for example, when you first lay eyes on it do you observe its height, its sturdy trunk, the enumerable leaves it has, etc. Or take a new baby, do you observe all the different flecks of blue in their eyes, exam the ten toes and fingers.
Do you ever wish that you could see something you see everyday for the first time again? Take your spouse for example, do you remember the first time you laid eyes on them, not just as a friendly glance, but the first time you really saw them and thought, this person could be the one for me. There are no words for how I felt that day. I remember everything, how bright the sun was shining, what color shirt he had on, my dreams of him being a dad, and in that moment the world seemed brighter and more clear and alive than it had ever felt. It is exhilarating, just thinking back on it makes me smile and my heart skip a beat.
It is easy to forget the wonder, isn’t it? It is easy for the extraordinary to become the ordinary or dare I say mundane or even boring. But it wasn’t always that way. In the beginning it was captivating, riveting, nothing less than amazing. So what changed? Did the tree loose its beauty; did it shrink in size or stature? Did the tree change or did I change?
I stopped looking at the tree in the same way. I did, I admit it. With everything so fast and bright and momentarily exhilarating, my eyes slowly turned from looking at the trees and the birds to looking at the “bigger and better.” Funny how that happens, slowly the world just kind of creeps in on you and life just doesn’t seem the same.
I DO NOT WANT THAT TO HAPPEN TO MY RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD OR LUKE OR CAROLINE!!!!!
Just admitting it and thinking about it reminds me even further, this “turning of the eyes” does not happen overnight. It is a slow process of looking to the world a little more each day, just knowing that should put a little fear in all of us! Dear Lord, please help us to find great joy, appreciation and satisfaction in all that we have and have been given. Help us to be a grateful family and to look with new eyes every day to you, the author and perfector of our faith! Thank you God for the breath taking creation this world is, it is amazing and I love it! Amen~
Take a tree for example, when you first lay eyes on it do you observe its height, its sturdy trunk, the enumerable leaves it has, etc. Or take a new baby, do you observe all the different flecks of blue in their eyes, exam the ten toes and fingers.
Do you ever wish that you could see something you see everyday for the first time again? Take your spouse for example, do you remember the first time you laid eyes on them, not just as a friendly glance, but the first time you really saw them and thought, this person could be the one for me. There are no words for how I felt that day. I remember everything, how bright the sun was shining, what color shirt he had on, my dreams of him being a dad, and in that moment the world seemed brighter and more clear and alive than it had ever felt. It is exhilarating, just thinking back on it makes me smile and my heart skip a beat.
It is easy to forget the wonder, isn’t it? It is easy for the extraordinary to become the ordinary or dare I say mundane or even boring. But it wasn’t always that way. In the beginning it was captivating, riveting, nothing less than amazing. So what changed? Did the tree loose its beauty; did it shrink in size or stature? Did the tree change or did I change?I stopped looking at the tree in the same way. I did, I admit it. With everything so fast and bright and momentarily exhilarating, my eyes slowly turned from looking at the trees and the birds to looking at the “bigger and better.” Funny how that happens, slowly the world just kind of creeps in on you and life just doesn’t seem the same.
I DO NOT WANT THAT TO HAPPEN TO MY RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD OR LUKE OR CAROLINE!!!!!Just admitting it and thinking about it reminds me even further, this “turning of the eyes” does not happen overnight. It is a slow process of looking to the world a little more each day, just knowing that should put a little fear in all of us! Dear Lord, please help us to find great joy, appreciation and satisfaction in all that we have and have been given. Help us to be a grateful family and to look with new eyes every day to you, the author and perfector of our faith! Thank you God for the breath taking creation this world is, it is amazing and I love it! Amen~
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
An Attitude of Gratitude
Ok, so last night I was laying in bed reminding myself "Betsy", I said, "you need to get an attitude of gratitude." And then like clock work I doze off. I do not know about you but I have this unique ability to sleep walk to the bathroom tee tee and get back in bed with out turning on the lights or even remotely waking up. Enter last night...
So with an "attitude of gratitude" being my last waking thought, I fall asleep and then it happened, my toilet pinched my butt. Let me say it again, my TOILET PINCHED my BUTT. At first it started with a little crack in the toilet seat, and now it seems that every time I sit on that stupid seat it grabs my butt and pinches away when I stand back up.
At that point my inner dialog did a serious 180! My thoughts went something like this, "If this toilet seat is here in ten days I am going to rip off this seat and chunk it out the window." Now if that isn't being grateful, I don't know what is? Attitude of gratitude... out the window last night
Interestingly enough this supposedly never happens to Luke. So I am sure that he is thinking to himself, lest I throw the toilet seat at him, "If you did not just plop your big fat fanny on the seat it might not pinch you all of the time." A thought I might add that I have pondered myself but would be seriously irate if it was ever uttered. In fact, when I asked Luke about the seat before, he wanted to know exactly how I was sitting on the seat, as if there are more ways than one to sit on a sit. But like a fool I proceed to tell him how I always lean to one side, obviously the cracked side, to get fresh and clean when I have finished my business. I am sure now he definitely is blaming the huge crack on me.
Its funny, when we bought our house it started as a faint crack that you could barely feel, but now it might as well be a seat with LONG fingernails just itching to pinch my fat fanny EVERYTIME I sit. Interesting how cracks can do that while tiny at first they are easy to overlook or ignore but soon enough that tiny crack will turn into something HUGE! It seems as if this has been a theme in my life and I am starting to put the pieces together, and it took God sending me a pinching toilet seat to get my attention. "Betsy deal with the faint lines in your life so that you do not have life pinching your behind.”
God definitely has a way to get my attention, I have to say this is the first time he has used a toilet seat, but hey you cannot put God in a box. Dear Lord, please give me your discernment to know how to handle the cracks in my life before they grow and become pinchers. I pray that you will give me an attitude of gratitude for all the things, good and bad in my life!
So with an "attitude of gratitude" being my last waking thought, I fall asleep and then it happened, my toilet pinched my butt. Let me say it again, my TOILET PINCHED my BUTT. At first it started with a little crack in the toilet seat, and now it seems that every time I sit on that stupid seat it grabs my butt and pinches away when I stand back up.
At that point my inner dialog did a serious 180! My thoughts went something like this, "If this toilet seat is here in ten days I am going to rip off this seat and chunk it out the window." Now if that isn't being grateful, I don't know what is? Attitude of gratitude... out the window last night
Interestingly enough this supposedly never happens to Luke. So I am sure that he is thinking to himself, lest I throw the toilet seat at him, "If you did not just plop your big fat fanny on the seat it might not pinch you all of the time." A thought I might add that I have pondered myself but would be seriously irate if it was ever uttered. In fact, when I asked Luke about the seat before, he wanted to know exactly how I was sitting on the seat, as if there are more ways than one to sit on a sit. But like a fool I proceed to tell him how I always lean to one side, obviously the cracked side, to get fresh and clean when I have finished my business. I am sure now he definitely is blaming the huge crack on me.
Its funny, when we bought our house it started as a faint crack that you could barely feel, but now it might as well be a seat with LONG fingernails just itching to pinch my fat fanny EVERYTIME I sit. Interesting how cracks can do that while tiny at first they are easy to overlook or ignore but soon enough that tiny crack will turn into something HUGE! It seems as if this has been a theme in my life and I am starting to put the pieces together, and it took God sending me a pinching toilet seat to get my attention. "Betsy deal with the faint lines in your life so that you do not have life pinching your behind.”
God definitely has a way to get my attention, I have to say this is the first time he has used a toilet seat, but hey you cannot put God in a box. Dear Lord, please give me your discernment to know how to handle the cracks in my life before they grow and become pinchers. I pray that you will give me an attitude of gratitude for all the things, good and bad in my life!
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Sleeping like a baby...
Oh the joy of playing with flowers when all things are new. I wonder what she is thinking when she looks at them in all of their beauty. Oh what a fun world to discover.
After a long day of playing with all her new toys and the pretty flowers, a little girl fell to sleep with her arm hanging out of the crib. It was just too cute not to share. Enjoy!
So sleepy... it was a LONG day for my Bear!
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