Pages

10/8/10

Mr. Pilot's Lip Jacket

So the Navy has lots of silly important rituals.  One is the Lip Jacket and Mr. Pilot has reached the stage in his training that he has earned the right to wear his.



Yup, it't time to bust out the stache.  From now until he lands on the boat U.S. Navy Ship next month, he will be wearing it proudly.



Bucket sure doesn't mind!

Pre-Contentment.

"Mom, today is a lovely day. Just like tomorrow."

That is exactly how we should believe, with faith like a child. Thank you sweet daughter, for today's lesson on contentment.

10/7/10

lessons from the Travel Trailer- The Quiet Heart pt. 2 EDIT

I just wanted to clarify, since I left you all hanging... No one is sick or in danger in anyway.  The bombshell is related to Jets and moving.  That is all I'm going to say about that...

and just a bit more on Denial. I was in a bit of a rush when I threw that post out last night and I had some more I wanted to say. I am serious here.


Whatever rustles up your feathers, deny yourself.


If you are in a hurry at the grocery store and feel yourself stomping your foot at the teenager chewing her gum like a 2 year old and ringing people up in slow motion, purposely put a huge smile on your face and ask her how her day is going when it's finally your turn.  Better yet, find an even longer line and wait even longer with a huge smile on your face.


If you just have to have a new black sweater for the fall because it goes with everything, do not buy it.  Go out in the chilly weather for a few days with no sweater and be cold.  Then throw on last years brown sweater with a huge smile and forget about that black one you had to have.


So you are out of baby wipes and carrots and your husband forgets to stop at the store on his way home even though you reminded him three times.  Do not say a word. Do not run to the store.  Throw some paper towels into the wipes bucket with some water and a squirt of soap and put a huge smile on your face.  Oh, and make your chicken soup with sweet potato instead of carrots.  Or just have broth.  With a huge smile on your face. (This didn't actually happen of course, my husband had the day off yesterday. But we are out of wipes and carrots, so I practiced my huge smile.)

Tell me how you do this week, what are some of the things you need to deny yourself? And how is your huge smile coming along?

It's What's For Dinner!

Yummy Pops!

10/6/10

Lessons from the Travel Trailer- The Quiet Heart pt. 2

Wouldn't you know, about an hour after I posted about having a quiet heart, I got a bombshell dropped on me.  It's a test so big, I can't even tell you about it until after it passes...  Then as I was typing this the circuit popped and we lost power so I had to start all over again.  I wanted to whine about it, but that would be really tacky.

So I have spent a lot of time thinking about Contentment this week.  I must admit, much of that time was spent being discontent.  I knew once I posted about it I would get lots of chances to practice.

You asked for some practical applications for battle in the heat of the discontentment.  This week I will share the first plan of attack I have come up with.


Denial.  No, I don't mean act like you are not discontent.  I mean deny yourself of that which you are pinning for.  If you are grouchy and you suddenly realize you haven't had your coffee yet, deny yourself the coffee.  If there is a mess of books and you start trying to figure out how to skimp on your groceries for the perfect shelf system, don't buy it.  Why would I do that?  Why wouldn't I just have my coffee or buy my book self? Wouldn't that solve everything?! Sure, if you give yourself the thing that is causing your irritation, your discontentment would be gone.  


For the moment.

But you haven't taught your heart to be quiet.  You have only given the screaming child in the checkout line of the grocery store the candy bar he's throwing the fit for.  He will now throw a fit every time he is in the line.



If a wise man cannot bring his condition to his mind, he will honestly endeavor to bring his mind to his condition.  But the ambitious (fool) will not do this. He will be content with nothing gained because each elevation widens his horizon and gives him a view of something else that he greatly longs for, so he is tossed from vanity to vanity, a stranger to solid peace.  Art thou ambitious (a fool)?  Then thou art thine own tormentor.

~William S. Plumer (1802-1880)

10/5/10

A Dimple.

These are actually from 2 weeks ago...




you can see in this last picture especially, Bucket has a dimple!!! She is our first girl to have one.  Boy has two and Pops has one, same side as Bucket.  I think it is super smoochie cute.
They only family member I know to have dimples in their Great Uncle E.  So that is where they got them from.  And I love them.

10/4/10

What a Helper!

My Boy loves to cook, what a blessing that is!  He offered to make breakfast today, as he does almost every day.  





He really loves working in the kitchen and he happens to have 2 uncles mastering the art of culinary...

(I'm not supposed to mention that the smoke alarm went off for so long that I had to take the battery out. (~:)


I think that children are capable of way more than is expected of them now days.  So many people my age (did I mention I am almost 30?) are completely lazy and irresponsible, and I think it is in part due to lack of experience.  My kids love being helpers, and they get such a sense of accomplishment for a job well done, plus they are better prepared for life.  Sure, I have to let go of my perfectionist expectations, but it is so worth it.  What a joy it is to have my children working alongside me, and what a blessing for Boy (not to mention his future wife!) to know how to cook a meal.
 

The ~in NOT of~ Dictionary

Feeking - Sword Sheath-from Boy

TeeTee - Blankie- (this is especially funny because it started with Guys so all of my children call his or her blankie a TeeTee and apparently in the south TeeTee means using the restroom.  I discovered that at my first midwife appointment when the nurse have me the cup and said "Just put your Tee-Tee in here and set it in the little window." I almost laughed out loud.

Uppie - Pick me up- from my first two children

Hold Her- Pick me up- from Peanut

Up and Down- Pick me up- from Butter

Hold You- Pick me up- from Pops

Ashshore- Dinosaur- from Pops (sounds like something I can't type here)

Hipperoso- Superhero- from Boy

Thirsty Mountain- Drinking Fountain- from Butter

Calligator- Microphone- from Pops





I'll keep adding to the word bank as new words are invented by the official ~in NOT of~ word makers.

10/2/10

Busted!

"What are you doing with that marker Butter?"

"Uhhhmmm... 

...painting my sister's nails."

10/1/10

Who Needs a Dictionary?

I hope my kids are not the only kids that make up their own words.

Last night at the lake Butter yelled out "Look mom, a thirsty mountain, can I have a drink?"

and this morning Pops grabbed the microphone and said "it's a "calligator."

Boy used to ask me to tie his blanket on as a cape so he could be a "hipperoso."

and there are many more name changes, I just need to think on it for a bit.

Of course, we end up changing whatever the item's name to the adorable mispronunciation our children come up with so we now have our own family dictionary.

If your children have any cute sayings or new names for common things, share them with me!