Praises and Request

Today I got the most amazing news I have had in a long time. A few months ago, I had two different boys in two different classes strike up a conversation about Christianity, or more importantly, their lack of. I teach in public school, so I don't get to share my thoughts on these issues every day, but when I'm asked, I give my view. They were obviously searching, and my heart was so heavy. I had very honest conversations with them both, and have prayed a lot for the seeds to take. Today, just out of the blue, one of the guys said, "Hey, I got saved this weekend." Whoa! I gave him a high five and let him know that I have been praying to that end. Thank you, Jesus!

Noel, the biggest, had a school play this evening, and she had a pretty big part. I was more nervous than she was. Until she actually had to speak, then I think she won the prize! But I quickly said, "Lord HELP her!" She clasped her hands together, took a deep breath, and she was off. She did perfectly.

And then, there was the issue of the heater. Our heat has been out, and we didn't know why but it has been warm, so we were fine. Tonight, we're having a cold snap, and thankfully, the hubsters got the pilot light going... AND we are warm!

But, the night is ending on a low note. The dog that came with the hubsters is not well. He's laying in the yard on this cold night, unable to get up and come in. We don't know exactly what's wrong, but things do not look good. This dog has nursed many wounds for my husband's spirit. I took out some blankets to wrap up Bohdi, but wish I could do so much more.

Busy Weekend

This weekend was busy! I offered to watch my sister's two kids (2 and 6) and then of course had my three (1,7, & 9). That's a big lot of kids! And while we were all playing in the yard, and trying to pull toys out of the over-crowded garage, the kids said, we need to have a garage sale. I said, " Yep, let's do it!"

So, baby on my hip, imagine me pulling out junk to the edge of the yard. The kids made a sign for the mail box, and gathered some of their neglected toys. Nothing priced, nothing planned, just doing it! Now keep in mind that I live right in the middle of four fields, so we got NO traffic. As I was prepared to pack it in for the day with nothing sold, the girls insisted we at least inform the neighbors of our excellent sale. Their charm alone earned $14.00!

Then I went to meet up with my Titus 2 mom, I call her. In my church that I attended about six years ago, in Georgia, I had a mentor and she was in town for a meeting at my new church so we got together. It was IN- CREDIBLE. I hadn't done anything without children in tow for weeks and weeks!

Sunday we went to church, which was incredible, at least the part I heard before I had to walk the halls with a restless baby. Then we went to get the girls' pictures made, and had some of the baby for her first birthday. Then grocery shopping and by the time I got home and put everything away, I was cooking supper at 7:00. Now, I'm waiting on the washer to beep at me so I can give the dryer a job for the night.

26 Days of school left!! Woo-hoo! Here we go!

Apple Juice and Orajel

It's 3:08 a.m. I am sitting watching the baby have some apple juice while I pray for the Tylenol and Orajel to work its magic. Please, oh please.

I haven't been to sleep yet, and neither has my husband. We have listened to lots of crying. We have watched every lullaby video that YouTube has to offer. I have had my index fingers chewed almost to the nubs, but none of this is any match for the wicked one-year molars.

Funny that today she was blowing out her one year candle. It's as if her molars were just waiting for that moment. I'd just like to say, that we showed them! Her real birthday isn't until Monday. HA! I'm glad that I'm not going to work tomorrow! This cutting molars business is definitely weekend work.

Frustration

The worst thing about a break is that it must come to an end. I always have a list of things to do a mile long and a foot wide, and I never get to anything but one or two. Today is the last day of Spring Break for me. Well, yeah, I have Sunday, but that's not really a get stuff done day. So, I'm frustrated because it's well into the afternoon and my house is a wreck, my mower won't start, and I can't get anything done with a baby who has decided it is her mission in life to cry for the longest amount of time one breath can sustain.

I am frustrated. I can't breathe. I need a break. I realize I've just had a week long break, but I feel like I've not had a break at all. I've cleaned; I've babysat; I've mothered; I've laundered. I've listened to a lot of crying, and now I'd like to join in.

BOO HOO!