Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Two Books...
My talented friend, Erica, just had her first book published! It's available for pre-order from Barnes & Noble now!! It's the first book in a series called Those Silly Sisters, so be looking for more books in the series to come soon. Check out her blog to find out more about her amazing adventures with her precious girls Brea & Brooke! I am so excited for you, Erica, and I can't wait to read your books to the silly sisters in my house!
My friend Amanda's mama wrote an amazing new book that is hitting me a little too close to home, but in a really good way. Be sure to pick up So Long, Insecurity (you've been a bad friend to us). But don't try to pick it up at the Copperfield Barnes & Nobles, because I bought the last one they had. I guess alot of people are insecure. I mean, I went right in and boldly searched for that book high and low, covering the same shelves & rotundas several times each, knowing that God did not have it in His plan for me to have to ask for help in finding it. When it became apparent that I was going to have to approach the help desk, I walked bravely toward the desk and upon seeing several people already in line, I busied myself looking at the tables of books close by so everyone else could ask their questions first. When everyone was gone, I took a deep breath and a step forward and asked for the book. When she told me it was on the same rotunda in the front that I had inspected at least three times already, I didn't argue. I nodded and confidently walked right up to the rotunda, knowing it wasn't there, praying ardently that the Lord would not make me have to ask her to come show it to me. But alas! There it was on the bottom shelf, the only copy of the book, somewhat hidden behind another stack of books. So... I know I probably don't need this book that much, but if any of y'all struggle with insecurity, you should definitely get it! (Ha!)
So anyway, if you are looking for a good book to read for yourself and/or for your kiddos, these are the ones you should get IMO.
How to open a lunch...
Me: Avery, if you ever need to talk to me about anything going on in your life, I am always here to listen. If you are having a hard time at school or your friends aren't being nice or you feel sad or afraid about anything, you can always talk to me.
Avery: (in tears) Well, Mama, it would be really good if you could be at school with me
Me: Why do you want me at school with you? I think I might just get in Mrs. Williamson's way.
Avery: Well, if you were at school with me, you could help me with my lunch.
Me: (mind spinning and face turning pinkish-red) Why do you need me at lunch?
Avery: Because I don't know how to open everything and the other kids laugh at me.
Oh the pain in my heart. I had unknowingly crippled my oldest child by doing too much for her. I always set her meals out for her, ready to eat. I do agree with the concept that an almost-5 year old should be able to open their foods & feed themselves. I just didn't know she couldn't do it.
Okay, so at that point, I felt both horrible and thankful at the same time. Horrible, because I had failed to teach my child how to open an applesauce or ziploc bag. Turns out her biggest problem was unzipping the actual lunch bag itself - she said the zipper always got stuck and she couldn't get the food out!! I'm sure her teacher eventually noticed and helped her, but the fact that it made her feel insecure, makes me so sad.
And I also felt thankful because I realized this little problem could be so easily solved. So we sat down right then and had a practice lunch. I put a juice box, water bottle, applesauce, and ziploc bag in her lunch bag and zipped it up. We sat at the table and we pretended like it was really lunch time at school. So she proceded to go through each obstacle and we identified the problem & solution for each item. Zipper on lunch bag - unzip slowly so it won't get stuck. Water bottle - Mama needs to break the lid's seal before I put it in her lunch... she can unscrew it herself if the seal is already snapped, she just can't twist hard enough to break the seal. Juice box - she did pretty good. Applesauce - she had to use her teeth to pull the little flap to get it to seperate from the applesauce cup. We need to practice that one more, so she can do it with her hand. Ziploc bag - dig thumbs into the center and pull hard. She got it.
You would have to know Avery to understand this... she is a very laid-back, nurturing, caring, meticulous, perfectionist child. Tatum is the opposite, I'm pretty sure Tatum could open everything in that lunch box at the age of 2 without any trouble because she would attack it and her whole body would shake with the effort she would put into it, but she would get it done. That is not Avery. If it was up to Avery, she would have me dress her every morning, brush her teeth for her, cut her food and feed bites to her every meal, strap her seat belt on every ride and carry her around the house like she was my baby. Tatum, on the other hand, gets mad at me if I try to do anything for her... she would rather wear all her clothes backwards and her shoes on the wrong feet than to have me help her. This is why I think every family should have at least two children - because when you see how incredibly different two children from the same two parents can be, I think you have a little more sympathy and understanding for other mothers' plights with their children. Night and day, I tell you. Night and day.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Oh Canada...
I love the Olympics... when I was in 3rd grade, when someone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I always said I wanted to be in the Olympics. At the time, I was going to be an Olympic runner. Then it was basketball. Now it's halfpipe snowboarding. But I don't like being cold so I don't know how I'll ever acheive that goal. And I'm pretty sure those girls didn't pick up the sport at age 31. But they are so cool.
Some of my favorite people in the world are from Canada. I had the privelege of rooming with three different Canadians, two of them from British Columbia, and one from Ontario, during my years at His Hill. To Bec, Jill and Tash - you are my favorite Canadians in the whole world. I have never laughed so much in my life as I did those years I spent with my crazy funny Canadians. I am cracking up right now just thinking about all the stupid, immature, but hilarious things we did together. Competing to see who could stuff the most grapes in our mouths, eating grapefruit by the dozens, playing guitar together on the Guadalupe, late late late night talks about God and boys, spending the weekends in my parents house and doing all our laundry, sharing clothes, finding new Christian bands to listen to, running together, swimming laps in the pool at 6AM, finding out who we were, finding out who God was, I LOVE my Canadians. I thank God for your influences on my life.
So we signed Avery up for Kindergarten last week. It hurts me to think that these first 5 years of her life have flown by so so quickly, and I want to go back and rewind and relive all those fun times with her as a little toddler, but the harsh reality hits me that those days are gone. And once she starts Kindergarten, it seems like 1st grade through 12th grade will all happen so fast! I'm not ready to go there. But the rational side of me realizes that she is so ready for the challenges of Kindergarten. She loves to learn new things and she loves her friends. We are so thankful God led us just a couple months ago to a half-day Kindergarten that is Christ-centered and very "hands-on", which I think Avery will love. Tatum & Laney will get to go two days a week to the same school, just down the hall in the preschool wing, so I think they will all enjoy going to school together next year.
I'm tearing up watching Hannah Kearney get her gold medal. I am so happy for her! I love the way her pigtails stuck out through her helmet when she skiied. I love how she takes it all in as she listens to our national anthem. I'm so proud to be an American! If I ever move somewhere cold and take on the half-pipe, I'm pretty sure she & I would be tight.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Baseball and a Birthday
I also have had the privelege of leading a small group Bible study in my classroom on Thursday mornings before school. We decided to do the book "Do Hard Things: A Teenage Rebellion Against Low Expectations" by Alex & Brett Harris. I am so excited about this opportunity. I do not take it lightly that God has placed me in this public high school for His purpose, and hopefully He will use this study in these students lives, and in mine, to bring His message of hope to our school. We had 12 come last week and 6 this morning. I ordered 15 books, and I hope and pray they will all get read.
I hate baseball a little bit less since last weekend. One of Brian's players was chosen to be one of 16 high school boys in the Greater Houston area to attend an Astros Dinner and be honored at the dinner. So Jake's parents invited the three coaches and their wives/girlfriends, along with another family, to go with them to the dinner. They also rented a 16-passenger Excursion Limo that picked us up and took us all downtown to the Hilton for the dinner. I almost backed out because I had nothing fancy to wear and my hair has been sticking straight up at the part lately and I was just feeling homely. But I could tell Brian really wanted me to go and I also found out that Jake's parents paid $75 per ticket for us to all go. So needless to say, I was going. I got my hair cut, bought some hair wax to make my hair lay down and planned to go shopping at the mall for a dress.

Wearing a baseball hat was not what this princess had in mind that day. I forced her to put in on and smile for a picture. I gave her the line, "Do you know everything that I do for you? If you ask me for a snack, do I not give it to you? All I'm asking is for you to wear a hat and take a picture!" You can see the tears in her eyes.
Priceless.
Born for this hat.
Here we are before leaving to get on the Limo. Thank the Lord for very very tight undergarments that disguise certain things so very well.

For MLK day, we had fun family day in Brenham. We ate lunch at Must Be Heaven, which was such a good decision. It was heavenly. They also have a fun fireman's park that the girls could've spent hours at, but we only stayed for a while because we wanted to get to the Blue Bell Factory before it closed for the day.
"We eat all we can, and we sell the rest" is their motto. If we ever move to Brenham, I will be applying for employment there.Laney's buddies: Cousin Tara Beth and buddy John Cavazos.
This sweet girl was a little bit too polite with her cake. She will have to learn that K* girls don't eat chocolate sitting down...
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Happy Birthday Laney!

Monday, January 11, 2010
It's a Beautiful Day
Thank you Lord for 55 degrees today. Avery is here in the study playing her computer games, which I am amazed how fast she figures out, and T & L are napping, so I finally have a little bit of time to blog. Over the weekend, we had some of the coldest weather we have had in a long time in Houston, in fact I think they said 1989 was the last time it got this cold for this long. Anyway, we don't have an excuse to wear mittens and hats that often, so we took full advantage of it. Yesterday while we were eagerly waiting for Brian to get back from coaching school, we played in the driveway and I got some video of Laney walking. She's been walking for a couple weeks, but she has just gotten really confident over the past week. She also climbs on everything. We now have to keep all the kids chairs turned over on their backs so she can't use them to climb on top of their table. I can't believe she will be ONE on Wednesday. Her sisters are both crazy about her. Tatum calls her "my Yaney."
Another important event that happened last week was Tatum's first success at #2 on the potty. We celebrated the big event at Chuck-E-Cheese that night with some friends. She was so proud of herself and I was too. She is getting to be such a big girl.
Avery started at her new school this week, and so far we are really happy with it. I was amazed, but in a good way, at the amount of "homework" she has. It's really fun stuff, like this weekend, we had to fill the class "Letter Box" with things that start with "W", since that is the letter of the week. So the teacher sent home this big tupperware box decorated with all the ABC's and we worked all weekend to fill it up. By the time she took it to school this morning, it was chalk full of things that start with "W." Her teacher told me today that she did a great job explaining all the objects to her friends.
Here's what we thought of:
water bottle, washing machine (from her little dollhouse), winnie the pooh, wax paper, wipes, gummi worms, washcloth, magic wand, walkie-talkies, wheel, wings (from fairy costume), white crayon, whisk
We also got to make a photo collage of our family for the class photo album. Each child gets to take the photo album home for a week so they can get to know the kids in their class & their families. I'm excited for when it's her turn to take it home so I can see all the other kids' pages. Here's her page:
I'm sure when I have 3 in school and they all have this type of homework, it may not be as much fun, but we had a blast this weekend doing these fun projects together.
Like I mentioned, Brian was out of town all weekend and we missed him so much. Baseball season is fast approaching and we will be missing him alot over the next few months. I figured out last week why I hate baseball season so much. I don't hate the baseball part of baseball season - the actual games are a blast and it's fun to watch him coach and hear the excitement in his voice about it all. I just hate baseball season because I miss Brian during baseball season. That's it. I just miss having him around. When he's not home, home is not the same. It's hard to describe, but if you have a husband who has to travel alot for his job, you probably know exactly what I mean. Baseball season is like one long business trip that lasts three months. Life is not normal for those few months and I love our normal life together. That's not to say I can't change my attitude... I am praying for myself to have a completely new attitude this baseball season and not complain and pout, but be energetic and strong and understanding. That will be completely the Lord if that happens. I hope it does.
