I’m gonna see this movie. Somehow, I doubt that it will receive the accolades that other movies such as an Inconvient Truth or the Michael Moore movies have received. I bet it will be ridiculed. I bet the scientists in this movie with be attacked and discredited.
Not all scientists who question Darwinism believe in God. Even those who merely question it as a theory are ostracized.
Yep, I’m gonna see this movie. I’ll let you know when I do.
There is a tragic flaw in our precious Constitution, and I don’t know what can be done to fix it. This is it: Only nut cases want to be president. Kurt Vonnegut
It seems that lately I’ve been caught up in the whirlwind of the ins and outs of daily living. Laundry.
Ironing.
Dusting.
Schooling.
Cooking.
Shopping.
Potty-training.
Vacuuming.
Scrubbing.
Sleeping.
Disciplining.
Sleeping more.
For the past year I’ve implemented schedule after schedule, looking for the best way to organize my day and get the most accomplished. The past few weeks I stumbled upon a new schedule that is working . . . working beautifully. My day starts a little after six and the scheduled time is over by dinner time and all the chores, schooling, exercising, etc have been completed for the day. I learned early in my teaching days that sometimes the best discipline is proactive planning! Keep them busy and keep them out of trouble (at least to some extent!) Also I’ve finally found a laundry schedule that I can keep too! I’ve tried doing one load a day, all laundry on one day, all laundry on 2 days, etc. I’ve settled on the little boys laundry on Monday, Jacob’s on Tuesday (He does his own, but I still help with folding it neatly), JD’s and mine on Wednesday, towels and sheets on Thursday. In addition to this, I started a new chore rotation that involves all the boys. Jacob empties the dishwasher, sweeps the floor and vacuums the hearthroom daily. Jonah wipes down the sinks and toilets. Jesse changes the hand towels. Each afternoon we clean one room from top to bottom. I always feel such a peace when all is in order. A clean home calms my soul.
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JD started a new job last week. That’s right, we’ve given up self-employment and freedom for the security of healthcare and 401k. No really, it is much more than that! For the past year JD has work with this company in DeSoto KS. He’s acted as their CFO for hire. However, when they approached him with the opportunity for a full-time position as second in command to the owner, we felt it was a great opportunity. So this week I’ve had to adapt to losing the flexibility that his self-employment sometimes offered. No more asking him if he could pick up Jacob on the way home or work in the house during naptime so I could run out without the boys. I guess I’m back to living like the rest of you! Oh, JD is still keeping a few clients on the side, plus he is completing tax returns. Until April 15th, I don’t expect him to get a lot of sleep.
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I know I promised you no more on the trials of Jesse’s potty-training, but here are my last words on the topic. HE’S COMPLETELY POTTYTRAINED! It all clicked for him on Monday, and he’s been in underwear ever since. No accidents. No more diapers.
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I’ve been intently studying Psalms 119. There is so much to that long, long Psalm. I’ve read it in NASB, The Amplifed (my personal favorite version), The Message. I’ve underlined, circled, questioned words and passages. I’ve looked up original meanings of Hebrew words and read different commentaries. But it all comes down to this: love the Bible as a communication from God, internalize it, and live it. Oh that I could do that. Later this week I want to share a bit more of the details that I’ve uncovered and some verses that have jumped off the page to me.
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One night last week the boys, Missie, Stan and me played an exciting game of flashlight hide and seek. We turned off all the lights in the house. The seeker counted while the hiders hid. Then the seek came looking for all those hidden using only a flashlight. I wish you could have seen the merriment in my house that night! Squeals of excitement as we were found one by one and screams of surprise as we jumped out and scared each other were heard through out the house. The boys have been asking to play it each night since, but we’ve been to busy. Really, this was a night that memories were made.
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I’ve been cleaning out the basement . . . again. This is the third spring that I have gone through everything in the basement. Each year I get rid of more stuff. You know, if it has been in the basement, forgotten for all this time, it is time to go! Plus, the less stuff down there, the easier it is for me to sweep up all the dog and cat hair and dust that accumulates. I pile all the unwanted stuff in a corner, then donate it to some garage sale charity in the spring. This year I finally went through all my books . . . I just couldn’t keep them all. We also went through all the VHS tapes. UGH. JD’s parents belonged to one of those movies clubs in the 90s, so there were a lot of videotapes. We got rid of 2/3 of them. Stan couldn’t part with his John Wayne collection . . .
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Yes. I know you are rolling your eyes. I don’t care.
Jesse went potty on the toilet.
I declared defeat after waiting and waiting and waiting before naptime and put a diaper on him while he slept. He woke up dry, but went immediately to the bathroom!
I can not express how relieved I am.
I hope it is all down hill from here.
I’ll try to spare you from more posts regarding such a huge moment in our lives!
(And if you are still rolling your eyes, either you’ve never potty-trained a toddler OR your child was like my first born, who conquered it in one day. If only it were that easy with them all.)
See previous post.
Insert naptime for bedtime and 1:34 for 8:13.
Good grief . . . I’m getting nothing done here!
I’m waiting. Jesse needs to go potty.
Still waiting. No action yet.
Yep still waiting. We’ve been on and off the toilet since dinner. He’s tried standing, too.
Uh-huh, I’m still here. Waiting. He’s running around naked so we can save time in case it is the real deal this time.
Okay, I know he’s gotta go. He hasn’t gone since 10 a.m.
No I’m serious about that, it is not an exaggeration. I’ve forced water, sprite and oj down him, but he still manages to hold it.
It would almost be funny except I’m picturing the mess I’m gonna have to clean up when he just can’t hold it anymore.
8:13 pm. Past bedtime.
Do I cave and put a diaper on him and put him to bed?
Maybe we’ll hold out a bit longer . . .surely he can’t hold it much longer?
Wait a minute, things are getting serious now . . . he’s dancing a bit.
He’s sitting on the toilet again. I can hear him singing.
I’ve tried running water.
I’ve tried sprinkling warm water on him.
I’ve tried having him go when his brothers go.
I am truly at a loss of ideas here.
I guess I’ll go back to waiting . . .
The other day I needed to run into town for to see the chiropracter, but didn’t want to take all three boys. My MIL was home, but not feeling well, so I couldn’t ask her to watch the boys, but she was around in case of emergency. Then I had a bright idea.
I asked Jacob to watch Jesse.
I told Jacob that he was to play with Jesse. He was to do the activities that Jesse wanted to do. He was to help Jesse do puzzles, read him books, etc. If he played with Jesse and didn’t interrupt my MIL unless absolutely necessary, I’d given him a few bucks.
J: How many exactly?
M: $2.
J: Hmm. What do I do if he’s poopie? I don’t know how to change diapers?
M: He won’t be. He’s already done that today.
J: What if he’s hungry?
M: I’ll only be gone 20 minutes, he can wait.
When I returned home, all had gone well. I put Jacob’s $2 on the counter.
J: Mom, is one of those dollars a fiver?
M: What?
J: You know, a five dollar bill.
M: No, you earned $2.
Later that evening I head out to dinner with a friend. Apparently Jacob asked his father why he didn’t go with me so he could “watch the little boys and make a few bucks.”
I’ve created a monster. He’s been asking me all weekend when I am going to let him watch the little boys again!
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