What makes my sleeping babies so irresistable?

Creativity

It all started so innocently, Sophia and her girlfriend, playin' dollhouse in our bedroom.

There was a neatly set up dollhouse with all the trimmings.

Whoa there...what's this. Is there some sort of captial punishment going on here?

I just can't believe it happened in our town. To the FP Loving Family of all people! Even ye olde slovak mama was not exempt.

I asked Sophia why they strung their dolls from strings. Her reply, "they wouldn't marry". Imagine if we did this to all the single gals of the world.

Along these same lines, the other day Elijah told me he wanted a fighting man with a sword for his birthday. I asked him why and he replied, "so he can chop heads". I was so surprised. Is this normal boyness? The most violence he's ever seen is Milo and Otis...huh?

It's been one of those weeks

You know, the kind that you want to smile about...Knoebels on Monday, buggy ride on Thursday, fitting in those last fun trips before school begins... But you get worn out from and try to act bright eyed...

And when things are finally looking brighter you lock you keys in your car far from home and try to get "help" from a bossy amish man... Til finally you decide to just head straight for the booney lin (that's looney bin in sleep deprived parent language...do you speak that language?) instead...

I'm so glad Daddy's almost home for a whole three days. I locked my keys in the car right before our amish buggy ride and after several attempts for help from the owner of the buggy rides and some other people we finally got a locksmith to come and get the keys out...ack!

Some weeks I get discouraged because by Thursday my laundry is folded in baskets but still not put away (I do laundry on Monday, almost each and every week). This week, I was just so happy that it was in a basket at all by Friday. Why is laundry directly related to mental stability for the SAHM? Why are there no sheets left even though I just did the laundry? Why is my face beginning to have wrinkles? Why does my table have a white film on the top of it?

I think I know the answer to the last question...because when a little boy puts "a little bit of salt" on his cucumbers, he in fact, dumps salt all over his plate. Then his inquisitive little brother decides to investigate and there you have the white salt film residue. It took me all week to figure that one out. I just kept wiping and wondering.

So, my week in a nutshell, getting dunked and trying to come up for air in between. Some weeks are just like that, and I need to learn to give thanks for the bad right along with the good. The Lord knew each problem that would come my way this week, and he intended them for my good. "In every thing give thanks, for this is the will of God, in Christ Jesus concerning you." "Giving thanks always for all things." Even when they sip chicken noodle soup with straws and shoot their noodles out the ends of the straws at each other.

Priceless moments, people.

A few funnies

I can't keep up with the funnies lately...

When the kids were going for a walk and there weren't enough seats in the stroller Sophia said, "Daddy, if we had a mustache (mustang), no one would have to walk"!

While combing Sophia's hair she said, "ouch, you're touching my sensible spot".

After promising Elijah a smartie in the car, we got home and Elijah said, "hey, where's my farty?".

That's all for now...

Old Phrase New Phrase

Did you ever hear the phrase, "if you don't have anything nice to say, then don't say anything at all"? Well, I've been thinking, and I think it should go more like this: "If you don't have anything nice to say, then find something nice and say it". Don't lie, but find something nice to say. There is something nice to say in any situation. Silence says something too, kwim?

Here's Alyssa's day too!

I can't believe I didn't post about her special day. Well, here it is. Alyssa was born in March to my good friend J. She is J&M's fourth baby. All of their children are born on the 7th of the month. Actually in the first four consecutive months of the year like 1/7, 2/7, 3/7, and 4/7, followed by their Mommy on 5/7. How cool is that?

We celebrated her birthday back in May, but with the busy-ness that the month of May brings, I forgot to post pictures. Here's the birth-day sweetie herself...

Doesn't looking at these make you hungry?

This is my sister's insanely delicious Spinach/Artichoke dip. I think it is my favorite appetizer on the face of the planet. Soooo good. All I did the whole night was eat it. I sent it home with someone else. I just couldn't have it in my house.

Sleeping beauty...

Baby Shower

Last week was baby shower time again! My good friend Alison and her hubs welcomed daughter #3 in June and we just had to celebrate her!

As I planned sweet baby Sarah's baby shower I mused that I don't think I can remember how many baby/bridal showers I have helped to plan even in the last almost 8 years since I have been married. Showers are so much fun! I remember my bridal shower, my first shower, and looking at all the beautiful gifts that I received and feeling so loved by our church family, friends, and family. It was such a wonderful day! Babies are an especially important time to celebrate. They are each such a blessing from the Lord and what better time to encourage a girlfriend but when they are exhausted from being up all night with a baby!? So, in the words of Jane Austen's Emma, "let's throw a party for her!"

Sarah, the princess! Isn't she purty?

Let them eat cake!

Welcome baby water bottles. I saw this idea on another blog. It's cute and easy. No cleanup, can I hear an amen?

Sarah insisted on having a friend to her party. Alyssa had a party too just a few months ago, but I didn't take many pictures. Perhaps I'll dig up some photos of that to share. Those big blues smite me every time I look at this cutie pie!

The favors were pink nailpolishes from an exciting CVS shopping spree!

I'm sure my sister has better pictures from this day, but I thought I'd share the few that I have. Welcome to the world baby Sarah!