The Promised Update

11 12 2008

Ok.  I promised an update last week, so here we go. . .

Life is sort of routine right now with school, work, church, etc.  The challenge is to find joy in what has become the mundane. . .

But, of course, the routine is interrupted with Christmas preparations which is enough to keep even the most organized mother (not that I’m claiming that title!!) on her toes.  Christmas dinners, shopping, wrapping, and trying to keep myself sane (and maybe even joyful) through it all, can be a challenge!

Here’s a few bullet points to give you some of the highlights of the last few weeks:

  • We spent Thanksgiving with my mom in Goshen.  Had a great time despite 7 very loud grandkids running around with endless energy.
  • We celebrated Christmas last weekend with my dad in Frankenmuth, Michigan at Splash Village.  My long time readers will remember that we did that last year as well.  Very fun this year (last year I had strep throat. . .ugghh!).  The only down side was how much time was spent trying to get my youngest daughter to poop.  Poor kid.  The indignities of being 2 years old. . .
  • My 7 year old nephew is having tubes taken out of his ears this morning.  A kid at school told him the doctor would put him to sleep with a dart gun.
  • Yesterday I was running errands and a song came on the radio called, “All I Want for Christmas is a Real Good Tan.”  I found myself wiping tears off my face as I was driving. . .it touched my soul so deeply.
  • I just discovered that you can watch the blooper reels from “The Office” on Youtube.  I highly recommend it.
  • I am planning a fondue party for our college group at church.  I’ve never made or served fondue in my life. . .any advice?
  • Today, Ellie and I are off to the craft store to find nice but cheap decorations for a church Christmas dinner.  Here’s hoping she’ll poop before we leave.

That’s all for now. . .





Not exactly an update. . .

4 12 2008
I know it’s been a while since I posted anything, and maybe you’d like to hear more about what’s happening in our household these days.  I promise to post something soon. But, I just came across the following entry from a fellow blogger and was so moved by it, I decided to post it here for my readers to take a look at.  Enjoy!
The Comedian Bill Cosby once said, “You are more likely to remember your childhood than the place you left your glasses.”
Yep.
Ask me about a dream I had when I was 4 years old. I can relay it back to you like it occupied last night’s sleep.
Ask me the full name of a boy I met in kindergarten. and never saw since then. I can tell you. and point him out in a crowd of people twenty years later. (yes, this happened)
Ask me about a song I made up about my first grade crush. I can sing it for you on the spot.
Ask me about a field trip I took in grade school. I’ll give you specifics.
Go ahead. Ask me any number of random questions from my early childhood. I can tell you. Usually without skipping a beat.

For those years seem to be locked in my brain. set in the very foundations of my memory.

Yes, my ability to easily recall information is fast fading. But that’s not what currently grabs my attention. I stand more in awe of the fact that my children are now in that season of their lives.
The season that I so vividly remember, they are now living. The memories that obviously became a cornerstone for my identity, they are now playing out. I am now creating.
Honestly, I’m not so sure if this excites or scares me.
Okay, so yeah. It completely freaks me out.

But on one level, it also motivates me to try and live out today as if *NOW* will become one of those unbudging, childhood memories. The ones that are etched into the framework of their minds. forever set into the beginnings of their budding personalities.

Because, in all reality, today may very well be one of those random life moments. the kind that, for some unknown reason, leaves a lasting impression.
God help me.

So I have to ask… If this moment was to become a “forever memory,” how would they remember me? how would they view themselves? view my perception of them as people?


In this moment.
Today I will smile more. I will stop what I’m doing and truly listen to what they’re thinking. I will make sure that 90% of what I say is not correction, instruction, or aggravation.
I want to BE the mom that I hope they’ll remember me to be.

Today.

For all too soon, it just becomes a distant memory.
I don’t know about you, but that entry grabbed my attention!!  This was a good reminder that I am creating memories for my girls that could stay with them their entire life. . .