Wow, we've had some hot weather the last few days. Heat indexes as high as 117F. Yup. Now that is hot! Not as hot as it was last year, but we got a wave of muggy, hot heath, thanks to Debby. Looks like things will cool down in the next few days and we should be hovering right around normal all the way through the 4th of July.
The first part of every week passes in a fuzzy haze for me. I get up early, work late and sleep for the first half of the week. I am so thankful that Emily is here to help with making dinners, because I think the kids would end up going without that last meal for at least Monday and Tuesday. It would make for an interesting weight loss program, but wouldn't be one that I would suggest or endorse. And don't get me wrong, Emily is not slaving away in a hot kitchen all day long to make dinner. She just reminds Jonathan to do it. :-) As long as he has someone to remind him, he stays pretty consistent! On Monday he made an out of this world chicken breast ala Jonathan and on Tuesday it was a delicately flavored salmon (even if it was from the Atlantic and YES there is a big difference. I miss my Pacific salmon). Emily made a very tasty Mediterranean leg of lamb on Wednesday with homemade hummus. Wow, after writing that, I'm just not sure if I'm gonna let Emily leave!
Lest you think that I'm just coming home and gorging myself on all sorts of delicacies, please remember that I work until 8:00pm on Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday I consider my light work day because I finish at 6:30pm. So, yeah, I am spoiled, and I love it!
Emily has been taking the girls to swimming lessons this week. I haven't put much hope in them for the two little ones, so you can imagine my surprise when they started swimming last night at the pool. I was very impressed. Both Georgianna and Reagan bob and stroke and do all sorts of lovely little tricks, all under water! Woohoo! So, a three year old is NOT too little to learn how to swim. It's so nice to know that if one of them did take a running jump into a pool during some ungaurded moment, I would have a few seconds of grace to get in the water. Kate is turning into a strong swimmer, too, and I'm contemplating on enrolling in a second set of swim lessons for all of them.
Kudos to my mother and father-in-law. You did a great job raising Tanner. He is such a caring father. He knew that last week I had a hard time with Georgianna. She broke down in tears last Thursday because her daddy was all gone, so he determined, without telling us, to show up once again on our doorstep midweek. Georgi was already asleep, but I rousted her out of bed because I knew the trip was for her. She was so excited and ready for her daddy snuggles! She sat on Tanner's lap for a good hour, and only left it to brush her teeth. Then when we tried to put her to bed, she promptly snuck into our room and crawled into bed with us. Super cute, and I didn't have the heart to tell her no, so I spent an uncomfotable night. He had to leave at 4:30 this morning, but Reagan made him promised to wake her up even if it was in the middle of the night so that she could give him a goodbye kiss.
It does feel like the week is surmountable, now, and next week will be even easier. So, perhaps this weekend requires a trip to the beach...
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Monday, June 25, 2012
The weekend...
which leads me to my next point. Triple digit temperatures. Really? Last week we were freezing at 80 degrees. This week we're being threatened with triple digits. Come on. It's not July, yet. I blame Debby. She's hanging off the coast of Florida and really messing up our lovely June weather. At least she has decided to visit our Atlantic friends rather than our Gulf Coast friends. It means perhaps a beach trip is in order this coming weekend. I'm thinking of Stewart Beach, a picnic and lots of sun!
Are you wondering why I haven't described our latest weekend? That's because all we did was shop! I became obsessed with finally getting a new espresso machine. I was tired of coffee, coffee coffee! I've been muddling through life without my morning I.V., and I was just tired of it. It seems like I dragged the kids to every single store in the mall. Even when they started to complain, which usually signals my immediate departure, I made them tough it out. I really don't think I've ever done that.
I looked Tanner square in the eyes and said, "We're not going home without my espresso machine." He just nodded, grim determination settling in around his eyes. He knew we were in for the long haul. I can't tell you how many times we've gone to look for a new machine and made it it one or two stores, and then the kids start to get bored, so we head home. This was not going to be the case. I had been sacrificing my well being for almost three months. The girls would have to sacrifice for 3 hours.
It was worth it. I emerged from the cavernous, air conditioned mall with an espresso machine. Purists would be reviled, but when your options are limited, as they tend to be in a smallish town, then any 15bar espresso machine is considered gold. You cannot imagine my excitement and utter satisfaction. The feeling was better than a satiated salted dark chocolate craving.
Needless to say, we were all exhausted and barely managed to scrape together something resembling dinner. We went to church the next day, took naps, had lunch, puttered around the house and generally did nothing remarkable except get Daddy ready for this coming week.
Oh, and Emily and Jonathan killed a cockroach.
Did I mention that I am super lucky, blessed beyond all measure to have such great siblings? I am so glad that we all get along so well. I continuoulsy pray that we will always remain friendly. I know way too many families who "get along" but couldn't stand to be with each other for extended periods of time. I can't say thank you enough to my parents for raising us in a way that would help us to be friends, to enjoy each others company, to accept our differences and revel in them.
Makes me curious to see if we can do the same with our girls...
Are you wondering why I haven't described our latest weekend? That's because all we did was shop! I became obsessed with finally getting a new espresso machine. I was tired of coffee, coffee coffee! I've been muddling through life without my morning I.V., and I was just tired of it. It seems like I dragged the kids to every single store in the mall. Even when they started to complain, which usually signals my immediate departure, I made them tough it out. I really don't think I've ever done that.
I looked Tanner square in the eyes and said, "We're not going home without my espresso machine." He just nodded, grim determination settling in around his eyes. He knew we were in for the long haul. I can't tell you how many times we've gone to look for a new machine and made it it one or two stores, and then the kids start to get bored, so we head home. This was not going to be the case. I had been sacrificing my well being for almost three months. The girls would have to sacrifice for 3 hours.
It was worth it. I emerged from the cavernous, air conditioned mall with an espresso machine. Purists would be reviled, but when your options are limited, as they tend to be in a smallish town, then any 15bar espresso machine is considered gold. You cannot imagine my excitement and utter satisfaction. The feeling was better than a satiated salted dark chocolate craving.
Needless to say, we were all exhausted and barely managed to scrape together something resembling dinner. We went to church the next day, took naps, had lunch, puttered around the house and generally did nothing remarkable except get Daddy ready for this coming week.
Oh, and Emily and Jonathan killed a cockroach.
Did I mention that I am super lucky, blessed beyond all measure to have such great siblings? I am so glad that we all get along so well. I continuoulsy pray that we will always remain friendly. I know way too many families who "get along" but couldn't stand to be with each other for extended periods of time. I can't say thank you enough to my parents for raising us in a way that would help us to be friends, to enjoy each others company, to accept our differences and revel in them.
Makes me curious to see if we can do the same with our girls...
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Country Music
I discovered that Emily likes to listen to country music. I think it's funny because I live in Texas and rarely tune in to the country side of things, but now, every time I get into my car, country music is playing. I am impressed with my level of knowledge about all things country. I was able to explain some of the lyrics to her -- like the reference to "gigging frogs". I'm tempted to introduce her to King of the Hill just so she gets a thorough education. At least then she'll be able to listen to the lyrics and know what they're all singing about.
We are so blessed to have such a great family. There are people that just can't imagine any of their siblings coming out for a summer to help, but I can and I do! Kudos to Mom and Dad who raised a bunch of kids that like each other and want to help each other out. Having Emily here for the summer has really lowered my stress level. I feel such great support, and I know that even when I pull a really long work day, the kids will be sane and even bathed!
Of course, all this non stress makes me want to go and play, so last night we headed to Target and bought every imaginable bad snakc food, carried our plunder away in high fashion and then settled to down to a cozy movie night. It sort of replaced my running schedule, but since I've got shin splints I guess I have an excuse! Please, don't remind me that I should have done some cross training!
The weather has gone a little nuts on us. We've had thunder and rain for the past couple of days. No big storms, but I think it would be cool if Emily got to experience at least on wild Texan rain storm. Don't worry, I'm not praying for it. For some reason, God seems to like to answer my prayers about the weather, so I have to be careful what I ask for!
We are so blessed to have such a great family. There are people that just can't imagine any of their siblings coming out for a summer to help, but I can and I do! Kudos to Mom and Dad who raised a bunch of kids that like each other and want to help each other out. Having Emily here for the summer has really lowered my stress level. I feel such great support, and I know that even when I pull a really long work day, the kids will be sane and even bathed!
Of course, all this non stress makes me want to go and play, so last night we headed to Target and bought every imaginable bad snakc food, carried our plunder away in high fashion and then settled to down to a cozy movie night. It sort of replaced my running schedule, but since I've got shin splints I guess I have an excuse! Please, don't remind me that I should have done some cross training!
The weather has gone a little nuts on us. We've had thunder and rain for the past couple of days. No big storms, but I think it would be cool if Emily got to experience at least on wild Texan rain storm. Don't worry, I'm not praying for it. For some reason, God seems to like to answer my prayers about the weather, so I have to be careful what I ask for!
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Mmmmm...it's a Texan summer again. One of my favorite times of the year. The sun is heating up, and the air conditioner, even when it is set at 80F never goes off. The quiet neighborhoods are disturbed by the gentle hum of air conditioners on overdrive.
Did you know that you can identify the type of air conditioner by the sound it makes? Now, I'm not as adept as some, so I can tell you the brand, the make, the model, but I can tell when a big unit is running or a double unit or if someone is running a 220v or just a humble 110v. I'd say that you should try it, but I'm not sure if it would ever get hot enough in the Northwest.
I remember groaning over the fact that I couldn't cool my house down when it hit 90F. Now..I consider anything under 95 running, picnic in the park, time to throw open the doors and air out the house kind of weather. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm wearing shorts and tank tops through the whole thing, well, unless I forget to change out of my sweats and t-shirt.
I promise! It's the truth. Just ask Emily. Take yesterday. Em was down to a cute little summer dress. You know, the kind that doesn't have a back, is light weight and takes advantage of every tiny breeze. Anyway, that's what she was wearing. On the other hand, I was wearing a pair of navy blue sweats and a blue and white striped t-shirt. I had to add all those colors in there just to sound impressive. Not that other people weren't wearing summery clothing, but there were others just like me or dressed even more warmly than me. After all, there is nothing that says "Texan" more than a pair of Levi or, better yet, Wrangler jeans. It's weird, I know, but it's also the truth. Pinky promise.
Did you know that you can identify the type of air conditioner by the sound it makes? Now, I'm not as adept as some, so I can tell you the brand, the make, the model, but I can tell when a big unit is running or a double unit or if someone is running a 220v or just a humble 110v. I'd say that you should try it, but I'm not sure if it would ever get hot enough in the Northwest.
I remember groaning over the fact that I couldn't cool my house down when it hit 90F. Now..I consider anything under 95 running, picnic in the park, time to throw open the doors and air out the house kind of weather. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm wearing shorts and tank tops through the whole thing, well, unless I forget to change out of my sweats and t-shirt.
I promise! It's the truth. Just ask Emily. Take yesterday. Em was down to a cute little summer dress. You know, the kind that doesn't have a back, is light weight and takes advantage of every tiny breeze. Anyway, that's what she was wearing. On the other hand, I was wearing a pair of navy blue sweats and a blue and white striped t-shirt. I had to add all those colors in there just to sound impressive. Not that other people weren't wearing summery clothing, but there were others just like me or dressed even more warmly than me. After all, there is nothing that says "Texan" more than a pair of Levi or, better yet, Wrangler jeans. It's weird, I know, but it's also the truth. Pinky promise.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Haphazard
In true writing fashion, I tried to figure out the main point of this post. Small little things kept flitting to my mind that I felt compelled to write about, but none of them would be sufficient for a single blog post. In true Noelle fashion, I canned the whole formal writing equation and decided to post my little tidbits in all of their haphazard fashion. In doin so, I think I inadvertently came up with my main point...
God has truly blessed us with a great babysitter/nanny. The girls love her. She is kind and considerate toward them, and she is always looking for fun things to do with them. They are so much happier and content after she has watched them. This morning she made bannan pancakes with them. Seriously. Not pancakes with a bit of bannana in them, but bannana with a bit of pancake. The girls smashed and mashed bannanas and whisked some eggs, and made a glorious, gooey mess. But...I didn't have to deal with it because they cleaned it all up!
When I came home at lunch time to teach a lesson, the girls all started complaining. They wanted me to go back to work so that they could finish their day with their babysitter. I'm sure it had something to do with the fact that they were getting ready to go swimming!
Another great day at work. I have excellent bosses who give me enough work without over-taxing me. I am blessed beyond measure, and I hope to bless them in return. I'm working on setting up a better facebook profile and maybe design a couple of brochures as well as the bookkeeping/bill paying/general faxing and go to stuff that "Administrative Assistants" are suppose to do. Super fun with lots of different stuff, so my ADD is completely satisfied.
I've discovered that Kate is a lot more like me than I had previously thought. She squirrels money away in little bits, and then "bam!" she suddenly has a lot of money with all of her loose change and odd dollar bills. I also discovered that she is saving up for a car. Not a real car. Whew! A Barbie car. She wants one of those motorized kid cars so that she can drive up and down the street! I'm not sure how I feel about that since I'm pretty sure the batteries have a high cost to pleasure ratio.
On another tangent, every had an 8 year old ask you about dieing? It's one of the hardest questions to answer. She's worried about death. Will it hurt? Is it scary? Will I be alone? Will I feel Jesus when I die? What about Reagan? Will Jesus let Georgi go to heaven even though she hasn't accepted Him into her heart yet? Will I be naked in heaven? Aah, the complexities of a little mind. Needless to say, I went to bed VERY late last night. Those aren't questions that you can answer quickly. Well, except for the one about being naked in heaven. At least that one I could say that the bible says we're "clothed in robes of righteousness." Whew! Always knew all that scripture memorization would come in handy.
Reagan was aghast to find out that her sin was the reason Jesus died. She burst into tears on Tuesday. Oh, soon, very soon, I think I'll get to rejoice that another of my babes follows Jesus.
Kate has been having interesting conversation with her friend at school. Her friend is Muslim and tried to explain to Kate that there are two angels on her shoulder. One recording all of the good things you do, and the other recording all of the bad things you do. Kate just couldn't understand why people would believe in that. She told me, "I just know that I do WAY more BAD things than GOOD things!" I love talking to her about things like that. It gives me an opportunity to tell her the old, old story of Jesus and His love, and I know that in her own way, she is starting to tell her friends the story as well.
God has truly blessed us with a great babysitter/nanny. The girls love her. She is kind and considerate toward them, and she is always looking for fun things to do with them. They are so much happier and content after she has watched them. This morning she made bannan pancakes with them. Seriously. Not pancakes with a bit of bannana in them, but bannana with a bit of pancake. The girls smashed and mashed bannanas and whisked some eggs, and made a glorious, gooey mess. But...I didn't have to deal with it because they cleaned it all up!
When I came home at lunch time to teach a lesson, the girls all started complaining. They wanted me to go back to work so that they could finish their day with their babysitter. I'm sure it had something to do with the fact that they were getting ready to go swimming!
Another great day at work. I have excellent bosses who give me enough work without over-taxing me. I am blessed beyond measure, and I hope to bless them in return. I'm working on setting up a better facebook profile and maybe design a couple of brochures as well as the bookkeeping/bill paying/general faxing and go to stuff that "Administrative Assistants" are suppose to do. Super fun with lots of different stuff, so my ADD is completely satisfied.
I've discovered that Kate is a lot more like me than I had previously thought. She squirrels money away in little bits, and then "bam!" she suddenly has a lot of money with all of her loose change and odd dollar bills. I also discovered that she is saving up for a car. Not a real car. Whew! A Barbie car. She wants one of those motorized kid cars so that she can drive up and down the street! I'm not sure how I feel about that since I'm pretty sure the batteries have a high cost to pleasure ratio.
On another tangent, every had an 8 year old ask you about dieing? It's one of the hardest questions to answer. She's worried about death. Will it hurt? Is it scary? Will I be alone? Will I feel Jesus when I die? What about Reagan? Will Jesus let Georgi go to heaven even though she hasn't accepted Him into her heart yet? Will I be naked in heaven? Aah, the complexities of a little mind. Needless to say, I went to bed VERY late last night. Those aren't questions that you can answer quickly. Well, except for the one about being naked in heaven. At least that one I could say that the bible says we're "clothed in robes of righteousness." Whew! Always knew all that scripture memorization would come in handy.
Reagan was aghast to find out that her sin was the reason Jesus died. She burst into tears on Tuesday. Oh, soon, very soon, I think I'll get to rejoice that another of my babes follows Jesus.
Kate has been having interesting conversation with her friend at school. Her friend is Muslim and tried to explain to Kate that there are two angels on her shoulder. One recording all of the good things you do, and the other recording all of the bad things you do. Kate just couldn't understand why people would believe in that. She told me, "I just know that I do WAY more BAD things than GOOD things!" I love talking to her about things like that. It gives me an opportunity to tell her the old, old story of Jesus and His love, and I know that in her own way, she is starting to tell her friends the story as well.
TGIF
I must have a short in my brain somewhere. I don't know what possessed me to agree to haul 4 children, all by myself, to the Houston Zoo for the morning, then take them to the airport to pick up a very much missed Auntie, then drive to Sugarland, then drive to San Antonio, then go to Six Flags. Oh, wait, confusing modifier there, I only did the Houston Zoo/Airport Pick Up by myself. But still...did my parents forget to teach me some basic math principles?
I have to admit that it was fun, and it did prove that I am capable of corralling and nurturing 4 warm bodies. We saw lions and tigers and bears, oh, my! and quite a few other animals before visiting the splash park at the zoo where the kids got dripping wet. Did I bring towels? No, but I wasn't worried, and I'm glad that I didn't. It took about 15 minutes for their clothing to dry. Now, that is hot weather!
It was great to watch Kate walk a little a head of the group with her friend. So many happy memories of being on outings with friends...I was happy to be making some of those same memories for Kate. We munched on Dippin Dots, went through an entire box of CapriSuns, 6 bottles of water and 4 glasses of lemonade before we had to pick up Emily.
I will not bore you with the details of airport traffic. Suffice it to say, it was a beast. Luckily, the much missed Auntie was still standing in the pick up area when we arrived. Everyone was grateful that she hadn't decided to catch the next flight home! We drove through Houston to Sugarland and spent the evening playing in the pool, eating dinner and finally crashing for the night with the expectation of an early Saturday morning.
Six Flags! That was what every single one of the kid kept asking for all the next morning as we drove and drove and drove. Of course, you must also insert pit stop, pit stop, pit stop because two cars filled with girls will not make it more than an hour on the road before someone has use the restroom! Luckily, we knew where the best places were, and it was only the very last time that things got a little desperate, but we made it to Six Flags in time to wait in a very long line for parking.
We managed to find parking spaces, tickets, sunscreen and all those wonderful things. We decided to split up for the day, so Tanner grabbed the three oldest girls an took them on the "car" ride. I couldn't help but chuckle a little bit since they had all been anxious to get OUT of the car just a few minutes before. Emily and I took Georgianna and went on the log ride, the baby car ride, and a couple of other kiddie rides. I finally convinced Emily to go on at least one daredevil ride which didn't seem to have any line, so she did while Georgianna and I waited in the shade. Afterward, Emily said that I could go, too.
I smiled and shook my head. "I come to Six Flags for two reasons," I explained, "the first one is Kate. The second one is Tanner." Yup, that's the truth. My job at Six Flags is Georgianna entertainer and bag watcher. I just don't do rides. Well, I did go on the Ferris Wheel (which Emily can attest that I had a white knuckle grip on the metal caging the whole time) and the Log Ride, but I think other than kidde rides that was it.
I enjoyed the next day much more. We all hung out together and the kids did the teacups, swings, haunted house and rides like that until we got too hot and then we headed to the water park where we floated on the lazy river and played in the wave pool until we discovered Kiddie Water Land, and then I grabbed a lawn chair, put it in the shade and took a nap!
Anyway, I'm super happy to have Emily with us. She keeps reminding me to chill, breathe and enjoy. I hope I can remember to do more of that.
I have to admit that it was fun, and it did prove that I am capable of corralling and nurturing 4 warm bodies. We saw lions and tigers and bears, oh, my! and quite a few other animals before visiting the splash park at the zoo where the kids got dripping wet. Did I bring towels? No, but I wasn't worried, and I'm glad that I didn't. It took about 15 minutes for their clothing to dry. Now, that is hot weather!
It was great to watch Kate walk a little a head of the group with her friend. So many happy memories of being on outings with friends...I was happy to be making some of those same memories for Kate. We munched on Dippin Dots, went through an entire box of CapriSuns, 6 bottles of water and 4 glasses of lemonade before we had to pick up Emily.
I will not bore you with the details of airport traffic. Suffice it to say, it was a beast. Luckily, the much missed Auntie was still standing in the pick up area when we arrived. Everyone was grateful that she hadn't decided to catch the next flight home! We drove through Houston to Sugarland and spent the evening playing in the pool, eating dinner and finally crashing for the night with the expectation of an early Saturday morning.
Six Flags! That was what every single one of the kid kept asking for all the next morning as we drove and drove and drove. Of course, you must also insert pit stop, pit stop, pit stop because two cars filled with girls will not make it more than an hour on the road before someone has use the restroom! Luckily, we knew where the best places were, and it was only the very last time that things got a little desperate, but we made it to Six Flags in time to wait in a very long line for parking.
We managed to find parking spaces, tickets, sunscreen and all those wonderful things. We decided to split up for the day, so Tanner grabbed the three oldest girls an took them on the "car" ride. I couldn't help but chuckle a little bit since they had all been anxious to get OUT of the car just a few minutes before. Emily and I took Georgianna and went on the log ride, the baby car ride, and a couple of other kiddie rides. I finally convinced Emily to go on at least one daredevil ride which didn't seem to have any line, so she did while Georgianna and I waited in the shade. Afterward, Emily said that I could go, too.
I smiled and shook my head. "I come to Six Flags for two reasons," I explained, "the first one is Kate. The second one is Tanner." Yup, that's the truth. My job at Six Flags is Georgianna entertainer and bag watcher. I just don't do rides. Well, I did go on the Ferris Wheel (which Emily can attest that I had a white knuckle grip on the metal caging the whole time) and the Log Ride, but I think other than kidde rides that was it.
I enjoyed the next day much more. We all hung out together and the kids did the teacups, swings, haunted house and rides like that until we got too hot and then we headed to the water park where we floated on the lazy river and played in the wave pool until we discovered Kiddie Water Land, and then I grabbed a lawn chair, put it in the shade and took a nap!
Anyway, I'm super happy to have Emily with us. She keeps reminding me to chill, breathe and enjoy. I hope I can remember to do more of that.
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
We had a tough Monday. The girls had a hard time adjusting to not having Daddy. When we left Sunday night, Georgianna told Tanner, "I don't like you anymore." When he asked why?, she said, "Because you leave me."
Sniff. Plenty of tears over that one!
So, our Monday was awful. Mommy ended up walking up and down the street in front of our house, taking deep breaths, trying to stay calm. It didn't work. I kept bursting into tears.
Kate, bless her tender heart, just held my hand. I am so glad that God has given her a compassionate heart. She has great, deep love. It's not always expressive, but it is permanent. I think it is the best kind of love.
Of course, I was also missing Tanner terribly, but being the mommy, I was working hard at not making the girls more miserable. I finally went back inside and decided that maybe it was time to just snuggle, so we all snuggled. Then the girls got ready for bed.
I was checking email for the last time when someone knocked at the front door. I assumed it was one of Jonathan's friends, so at first I ignored it and waited for Jonny to open the door until I realized that he was in the back room. I sighed and trundled over to the door, yanked it open and gave the intruder a blank stare.
I blinked.
Tanner said, "Um, is it okay if I come in?"
Then I burst into a fresh flood of tears.
He said, "I figured you were gonna have a hard time tonight. I'm just sorry I didn't get here sooner."
Now, how romantic is that? I tear up just thinking about it. Ten years of marriage, and I've still got a Prince Charming!
Sniff. Plenty of tears over that one!
So, our Monday was awful. Mommy ended up walking up and down the street in front of our house, taking deep breaths, trying to stay calm. It didn't work. I kept bursting into tears.
Kate, bless her tender heart, just held my hand. I am so glad that God has given her a compassionate heart. She has great, deep love. It's not always expressive, but it is permanent. I think it is the best kind of love.
Of course, I was also missing Tanner terribly, but being the mommy, I was working hard at not making the girls more miserable. I finally went back inside and decided that maybe it was time to just snuggle, so we all snuggled. Then the girls got ready for bed.
I was checking email for the last time when someone knocked at the front door. I assumed it was one of Jonathan's friends, so at first I ignored it and waited for Jonny to open the door until I realized that he was in the back room. I sighed and trundled over to the door, yanked it open and gave the intruder a blank stare.
I blinked.
Tanner said, "Um, is it okay if I come in?"
Then I burst into a fresh flood of tears.
He said, "I figured you were gonna have a hard time tonight. I'm just sorry I didn't get here sooner."
Now, how romantic is that? I tear up just thinking about it. Ten years of marriage, and I've still got a Prince Charming!
Monday, June 11, 2012
Jellyfish
I was apprehensive about this last weekend. Houston had been seeing huge thunderstorms, and this was the weekend we had slated to visit Galveston (a.k.a. same weather). A lot of people don't realize that Houston is on Galveston Bay, so when we say that we're going to Galveston, it means traveling through Houston to the island of Galveston, and whatever type of weather is happening in Houston, it's probably happening in Galveston or has just finished up with Galveston and is now hitting Houston. So, huge thunderstomrs, they type that shakes houses, made me hesitate to visit Tanner. I considered asking him to drive up here, but in the end, I packed the kids in the car with half the house, and headed for Sugarland.
Did you hear about Reagan and Sugarland? Tanner told her that he was living in Sugarland for the summer. She looked at him very seriously and said, "Daddy, I don't believe in Sugarland."
Tanner was taken aback for a few seconds because he had taken her to see his apartment and to visit Sugarland at the beginning of the month, so he asked, "Why not?"
Reagan frowned as she thought over what she wanted to say. "Well," she said slowly, "People can't live in Sugar Land. It's not good for people to only have sugar. It will make you have tummy aches and your teeth will fall out."
We arrived safe and sound in Sugarland even though we drove through a storm. We saw sheet lightning and bolts of lightning, and thunder shook the car, we had hail and big splatters of rain, but by the time we pulled into the parking lot, the sun was out, the air was musty from all the evaporating rain, and we had the promise of a beautiful morning. We actually took the girls to the swimming pool that same evening.
We drove to Galveston the next morning and parked on the seawall. That's where we met the jellyfish. The girls darted out into the ocean way too fast. I had just sat down to take a look at the currents, and they were already splashing in the water. I didn't say anything because Tanner was with them, and after a quick glance, the water seemed pretty safe. Unfortuantely, they didn't last more than five minutes. Reagan started crying, and Tanner brought her to me. I realized almost immediately that it was a jellyfish sting, so I told her to pee. I had my hands cupped and everything, but Reagan just cried even harder. Kate joined us, and I tolder her to pee. She looked alarmed. Then Georgie came running out of the water crying, and Tanner followed her. I told Tanner to pee. They all just stared at me in horror! I was laughing by then, and I gave up. I dried Reagan off and took her to the car. I knew we'd just have to wait for the sting to go away since no one could pee for me!
So, we drove to the mini-golf course and the girls putted around for a couple of ours. I lasted for about an hour before the bugs started to love on me and covered me with bites. Each of the girls managed to get a hole in one, so I take it the golfing session was a success. We were going to drive back home, but when we started to drive along the seawall, I noticed an area that had two life guard stations and a bunch of people out in the water. I knew that there couldn't be that many jellyfish in that area or else the beach would be littered with kids crying, so we piled out of the car and had our day at the beach anyway. (Not to worry, I only let the girls go wading. Kate was allowed to go up to her midcalf.)
We came home tired out but happy and made dinner, took the girls to the pool, baths and bed. Sunday was much more relaxing. We went to the movies, ate popcorn, candy and more candy. Had a nap, went to the pool, ate pbj's for dinner, packed, drove home.
We're getting ready for Emily. I'm thinking I need to clean house...
Did you hear about Reagan and Sugarland? Tanner told her that he was living in Sugarland for the summer. She looked at him very seriously and said, "Daddy, I don't believe in Sugarland."
Tanner was taken aback for a few seconds because he had taken her to see his apartment and to visit Sugarland at the beginning of the month, so he asked, "Why not?"
Reagan frowned as she thought over what she wanted to say. "Well," she said slowly, "People can't live in Sugar Land. It's not good for people to only have sugar. It will make you have tummy aches and your teeth will fall out."
We arrived safe and sound in Sugarland even though we drove through a storm. We saw sheet lightning and bolts of lightning, and thunder shook the car, we had hail and big splatters of rain, but by the time we pulled into the parking lot, the sun was out, the air was musty from all the evaporating rain, and we had the promise of a beautiful morning. We actually took the girls to the swimming pool that same evening.
We drove to Galveston the next morning and parked on the seawall. That's where we met the jellyfish. The girls darted out into the ocean way too fast. I had just sat down to take a look at the currents, and they were already splashing in the water. I didn't say anything because Tanner was with them, and after a quick glance, the water seemed pretty safe. Unfortuantely, they didn't last more than five minutes. Reagan started crying, and Tanner brought her to me. I realized almost immediately that it was a jellyfish sting, so I told her to pee. I had my hands cupped and everything, but Reagan just cried even harder. Kate joined us, and I tolder her to pee. She looked alarmed. Then Georgie came running out of the water crying, and Tanner followed her. I told Tanner to pee. They all just stared at me in horror! I was laughing by then, and I gave up. I dried Reagan off and took her to the car. I knew we'd just have to wait for the sting to go away since no one could pee for me!
So, we drove to the mini-golf course and the girls putted around for a couple of ours. I lasted for about an hour before the bugs started to love on me and covered me with bites. Each of the girls managed to get a hole in one, so I take it the golfing session was a success. We were going to drive back home, but when we started to drive along the seawall, I noticed an area that had two life guard stations and a bunch of people out in the water. I knew that there couldn't be that many jellyfish in that area or else the beach would be littered with kids crying, so we piled out of the car and had our day at the beach anyway. (Not to worry, I only let the girls go wading. Kate was allowed to go up to her midcalf.)
We came home tired out but happy and made dinner, took the girls to the pool, baths and bed. Sunday was much more relaxing. We went to the movies, ate popcorn, candy and more candy. Had a nap, went to the pool, ate pbj's for dinner, packed, drove home.
We're getting ready for Emily. I'm thinking I need to clean house...
Lazy summer nights...
Sitting on the front porch, sipping a glass of lemonade, watching the kids dart in and out of shadows as twilight falls, I can't help but sigh with contentment. This is the time of year when fireflies wink in the bushes, and you can hear scattered shouts and squeals as kids play tag or basketball or, more than likely, football. This is the time for popsicles and dixie cups and water guns, the time when parents pull out the lawn chairs and barbeques, and the true American family spills onto the front lawns of the neighborhood. You hear, "howdy's" and "evening ma'am", sometimes the clink of a spur if someone has just come off the ranch, but more often the roar of motorcycles as people start pulling out their summer toys.
The smells of a Texan summer evening waft in and out of the trees. Sometimes they linger if the wind dies down, but more often they slip by. It's a peculiar scent filled state. Gasoline mixes with exotic tropical flowers, the scent of sweet fruits mingles with bug spray and sunscreen, and of course the faintest smell of damp sweat. It's a nice smell. The smell of hard work, determination and success.
I miss having Tanner in the chair next to me. I find it funny because it's not as if he ever really sat in the chair when we would come out here in the evenings. He would be the one chasing the kids, or he would be chasing the squirrel, cat or dog or any other stray animal he happened to see.
The smells of a Texan summer evening waft in and out of the trees. Sometimes they linger if the wind dies down, but more often they slip by. It's a peculiar scent filled state. Gasoline mixes with exotic tropical flowers, the scent of sweet fruits mingles with bug spray and sunscreen, and of course the faintest smell of damp sweat. It's a nice smell. The smell of hard work, determination and success.
I miss having Tanner in the chair next to me. I find it funny because it's not as if he ever really sat in the chair when we would come out here in the evenings. He would be the one chasing the kids, or he would be chasing the squirrel, cat or dog or any other stray animal he happened to see.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
All is well on the home front
Girl Scout Day Camp. I never was a Girl Scout. I use to envy my friends their good luck at getting to be a Girl Scout, so I really enjoy watching Kate do Girl Scout things, and Reagan's excitement at becoming a Daisy. I finally found the courage to let Kate go to Day Camp this year. On Sunday we registered, found her campsite and the latrines. Good old-fashioned latrines. Not the deluxe port-a-potties, but those wooden structures that we all remember as kids.
The volunteers at the camp couldn't stress enough the importance of preparing our girls for latrines. I kept hearing stories of girls having accidents at the end of the day because they'd "pretend" to use the latrines, but actually keep holding it until they couldn't hold it any more. I don't think Kate will have a problem. She peered into the hole with a great deal of excitement. I'm glad to say that I think she'll do just fine.
Day Camp is quite a bit different here than in Oregon. First of all the two most important pieces of equipment are a water bottle and sunscreen, followed closely by bug repellent. I don't ever remember needing any of those things when we went to Kids Camp at Wind River. I'm pretty sure I just had a change of clothes and a toothbrush. We had to get a substantial sun hat for Kate as well. What is most interesting is that they don't do anything with water until the very last day of camp, and then it is balloon tosses and soakers.
Kate was ecstatic yesterday because she got to pet a millipede, and she let a walking stick crawl on her. I'm pretty sure I would never have survived to Girl Scouts. Now I know why my parents never signed me up. I would've been traumatized. Last night I stepped on a cockroach with my bare foot. Jonathan was laughing so hard because I started to cry and then proceeded to wash my foot for about 15minutes. I still get the creepy crawlies every time I think about it. Yeah, my parents knew what they were doing when they didn't encourage Girl Scouts for me. All I can keep thinking is, "I hope Kate washed her hands and sanitized them."
Of course we're having gorgeous summer weather. I'm getting a bit tired of reporting on it. Of course it is sunny. What else would it be? Sometimes the morning start out cloudy and cool. Cool being about 80F. Then the clouds burn off by about 8:00am and we've got crystal blue skies with that big yellow ball scattering super bright light everywhere. Emily asked if she should bring jeans and a sweater just in case it cooled down. My reply: if you can imagine wearing them when it is "cool" outside, aka 95F, then yes, bring them. If not, leave them at home.
The beach is beginning to call us. I realized that we hadn't taken a beach trip yet. The girls love Galveston and Stewart Beach Park, so hopefully we'll be able to make a trip down soon. The sand is great at that particular section of the beach, and as long as we have an umbrella and water, the girls do just fine. It's strange that the waves look so murky in all of the pictures that I take, but when you're there, the waves are clear and sandy. I sometimes wonder if I have the settings on my camera incorrect. Of course, the water isn't anything like Hawaii, after all we're on the Gulf of Mexico host to oil spills and port traffic, but still it is a nice mini-vacation for the family.
All reports from Tanner indicate that he is relishing his job. I'm scared that he's already looking for housing and schools and has figured out how to move the entire family. I guess I've grown fond of small town life. I like the fact that police officers are friendly, kind and filled with integrity. I like that fact that you can talk to your mayor without an appointment. I like the fact that you run into people you know all the time, no matter where you go. I guess small town life has it's good points. Of course, I miss big city amenities, like French restaurants, Asian-fusion cuisine, grand opera, ballet, symphony, concerts in the park, Shakespeare, art museums and Whole Foods. We will see what God has in store for us. He holds the future in His hands, and I am so glad that we can trust Him for all sorts of goodies to come!
The volunteers at the camp couldn't stress enough the importance of preparing our girls for latrines. I kept hearing stories of girls having accidents at the end of the day because they'd "pretend" to use the latrines, but actually keep holding it until they couldn't hold it any more. I don't think Kate will have a problem. She peered into the hole with a great deal of excitement. I'm glad to say that I think she'll do just fine.
Day Camp is quite a bit different here than in Oregon. First of all the two most important pieces of equipment are a water bottle and sunscreen, followed closely by bug repellent. I don't ever remember needing any of those things when we went to Kids Camp at Wind River. I'm pretty sure I just had a change of clothes and a toothbrush. We had to get a substantial sun hat for Kate as well. What is most interesting is that they don't do anything with water until the very last day of camp, and then it is balloon tosses and soakers.
Kate was ecstatic yesterday because she got to pet a millipede, and she let a walking stick crawl on her. I'm pretty sure I would never have survived to Girl Scouts. Now I know why my parents never signed me up. I would've been traumatized. Last night I stepped on a cockroach with my bare foot. Jonathan was laughing so hard because I started to cry and then proceeded to wash my foot for about 15minutes. I still get the creepy crawlies every time I think about it. Yeah, my parents knew what they were doing when they didn't encourage Girl Scouts for me. All I can keep thinking is, "I hope Kate washed her hands and sanitized them."
Of course we're having gorgeous summer weather. I'm getting a bit tired of reporting on it. Of course it is sunny. What else would it be? Sometimes the morning start out cloudy and cool. Cool being about 80F. Then the clouds burn off by about 8:00am and we've got crystal blue skies with that big yellow ball scattering super bright light everywhere. Emily asked if she should bring jeans and a sweater just in case it cooled down. My reply: if you can imagine wearing them when it is "cool" outside, aka 95F, then yes, bring them. If not, leave them at home.
The beach is beginning to call us. I realized that we hadn't taken a beach trip yet. The girls love Galveston and Stewart Beach Park, so hopefully we'll be able to make a trip down soon. The sand is great at that particular section of the beach, and as long as we have an umbrella and water, the girls do just fine. It's strange that the waves look so murky in all of the pictures that I take, but when you're there, the waves are clear and sandy. I sometimes wonder if I have the settings on my camera incorrect. Of course, the water isn't anything like Hawaii, after all we're on the Gulf of Mexico host to oil spills and port traffic, but still it is a nice mini-vacation for the family.
All reports from Tanner indicate that he is relishing his job. I'm scared that he's already looking for housing and schools and has figured out how to move the entire family. I guess I've grown fond of small town life. I like the fact that police officers are friendly, kind and filled with integrity. I like that fact that you can talk to your mayor without an appointment. I like the fact that you run into people you know all the time, no matter where you go. I guess small town life has it's good points. Of course, I miss big city amenities, like French restaurants, Asian-fusion cuisine, grand opera, ballet, symphony, concerts in the park, Shakespeare, art museums and Whole Foods. We will see what God has in store for us. He holds the future in His hands, and I am so glad that we can trust Him for all sorts of goodies to come!
All is well on the home front
Girl Scout Day Camp. I never was a Girl Scout. I use to envy my friends their good luck at getting to be a Girl Scout, so I really enjoy watching Kate do Girl Scout things, and Reagan's excitement at becoming a Daisy. I finally found the courage to let Kate go to Day Camp this year. On Sunday we registered, found her campsite and the latrines. Good old-fashioned latrines. Not the deluxe port-a-potties, but those wooden structures that we all remember as kids.
The volunteers at the camp couldn't stress enough the importance of preparing our girls for latrines. I kept hearing stories of girls having accidents at the end of the day because they'd "pretend" to use the latrines, but actually keep holding it until they couldn't hold it any more. I don't think Kate will have a problem. She peered into the hole with a great deal of excitement. I'm glad to say that I think she'll do just fine.
Day Camp is quite a bit different here than in Oregon. First of all the two most important pieces of equipment are a water bottle and sunscreen, followed closely by bug repellent. I don't ever remember needing any of those things when we went to Kids Camp at Wind River. I'm pretty sure I just had a change of clothes and a toothbrush. We had to get a substantial sun hat for Kate as well. What is most interesting is that they don't do anything with water until the very last day of camp, and then it is balloon tosses and soakers.
Kate was ecstatic yesterday because she got to pet a millipede, and she let a walking stick crawl on her. I'm pretty sure I would never have survived to Girl Scouts. Now I know why my parents never signed me up. I would've traumatized. Last night I stepped on a cockroach with my bare foot. Jonathan was laughing so hard because I started to cry and then proceeded to wash my foot for about 15minutes. I still get the creepy crawlies every time I think about it. Yeah, my parents knew what they were doing when they didn't encourage Girl Scouts for me. All I can keep thinking is, "I hope Kate washed her hands and sanitized them."
Of course we're having gorgeous summer weather. I'm getting a bit tired of reporting on it. Of course it is sunny. What else would it be? Sometimes the morning start out cloudy and cool. Cool being about 80F. Then the clouds burn off by about 8:00am and we've got crystal blue skies with that big yellow ball scattering super bright light everywhere. Emily asked if she should bring jeans and a sweater just in case it cooled down. My reply: if you can imagine wearing them when it is "cool" outside, aka 95F, then yes, bring them. If not, leave them at home.
The beach is beginning to call us. I realized that we hadn't taken a beach trip yet. The girls love Galveston and Stewart Beach Park, so hopefully we'll be able to make a trip down soon. The sand is great at that particular section of the beach, and as long as we have an umbrella and water, the girls do just fine. It's strange that the waves look so murky in all of the pictures that I take, but when you're there, the waves are clear and sandy. I sometimes wonder if I have the settings on my camera incorrect. Of course, the water isn't anything like Hawaii, after all we're on the Gulf of Mexico host to oil spills and port traffic, but still it is a nice mini-vacation for the family.
All reports from Tanner indicate that he is relishing his job. I'm scared that he's already looking for housing and schools and has figured out how to move the entire family. I guess I've grown fond of small town life. I like the fact that police officers are friendly, kind and filled with integrity. I like that fact that you can talk to your mayor without an appointment. I like the fact that you run into people you know all the time, no matter where you go. I guess small town life has it's good points. Of course, I miss big city amenities, like French restaurants, Asian-fusion cuisine, grand opera, ballet, symphony, concerts in the park, Shakespeare, art museums and Whole Foods. We will see what God has in store for us. He holds the future in His hands, and I am so glad that we can trust Him for all sorts of goodies to come!
The volunteers at the camp couldn't stress enough the importance of preparing our girls for latrines. I kept hearing stories of girls having accidents at the end of the day because they'd "pretend" to use the latrines, but actually keep holding it until they couldn't hold it any more. I don't think Kate will have a problem. She peered into the hole with a great deal of excitement. I'm glad to say that I think she'll do just fine.
Day Camp is quite a bit different here than in Oregon. First of all the two most important pieces of equipment are a water bottle and sunscreen, followed closely by bug repellent. I don't ever remember needing any of those things when we went to Kids Camp at Wind River. I'm pretty sure I just had a change of clothes and a toothbrush. We had to get a substantial sun hat for Kate as well. What is most interesting is that they don't do anything with water until the very last day of camp, and then it is balloon tosses and soakers.
Kate was ecstatic yesterday because she got to pet a millipede, and she let a walking stick crawl on her. I'm pretty sure I would never have survived to Girl Scouts. Now I know why my parents never signed me up. I would've traumatized. Last night I stepped on a cockroach with my bare foot. Jonathan was laughing so hard because I started to cry and then proceeded to wash my foot for about 15minutes. I still get the creepy crawlies every time I think about it. Yeah, my parents knew what they were doing when they didn't encourage Girl Scouts for me. All I can keep thinking is, "I hope Kate washed her hands and sanitized them."
Of course we're having gorgeous summer weather. I'm getting a bit tired of reporting on it. Of course it is sunny. What else would it be? Sometimes the morning start out cloudy and cool. Cool being about 80F. Then the clouds burn off by about 8:00am and we've got crystal blue skies with that big yellow ball scattering super bright light everywhere. Emily asked if she should bring jeans and a sweater just in case it cooled down. My reply: if you can imagine wearing them when it is "cool" outside, aka 95F, then yes, bring them. If not, leave them at home.
The beach is beginning to call us. I realized that we hadn't taken a beach trip yet. The girls love Galveston and Stewart Beach Park, so hopefully we'll be able to make a trip down soon. The sand is great at that particular section of the beach, and as long as we have an umbrella and water, the girls do just fine. It's strange that the waves look so murky in all of the pictures that I take, but when you're there, the waves are clear and sandy. I sometimes wonder if I have the settings on my camera incorrect. Of course, the water isn't anything like Hawaii, after all we're on the Gulf of Mexico host to oil spills and port traffic, but still it is a nice mini-vacation for the family.
All reports from Tanner indicate that he is relishing his job. I'm scared that he's already looking for housing and schools and has figured out how to move the entire family. I guess I've grown fond of small town life. I like the fact that police officers are friendly, kind and filled with integrity. I like that fact that you can talk to your mayor without an appointment. I like the fact that you run into people you know all the time, no matter where you go. I guess small town life has it's good points. Of course, I miss big city amenities, like French restaurants, Asian-fusion cuisine, grand opera, ballet, symphony, concerts in the park, Shakespeare, art museums and Whole Foods. We will see what God has in store for us. He holds the future in His hands, and I am so glad that we can trust Him for all sorts of goodies to come!
Sunday, June 3, 2012
A cool morning beckoned us to the blueberry patch, so we all piled into the van early on Saturday morning and drove to Caldwell to visit Kingsbury Farms. It's a smallish farm with about 100 blueberry bushes. Not very popular with all the rough and tumble, but it had good picking, good prices and short distance all in its favor. We picked about 20 pounds in about an hour and a half which was just perfect for the kids. No pictures this time around. We were a hot, sweaty sticky mess, but we had our treasure trove and were satisfied.
Then we did some much needed summer gear shopping. Please don't worry, I will not afflict you with a list of all the things we had to get, but for the Grandmas and the Grandpas out there, we did get new life vests for the girls. Of course the girls had a great time. It was like they had been transported to Disneyland. Kate actually stopped in the middle of putting her pink life jacket into the basket and said, "I can't believe you actually said yes! I feel RICH!" It was nice to be able to get the girls a few pretty things, especially since they give up their Daddy for a whole week.
Nap time, bath time and then Tanner whisked me away to a dinner and movie date. I still think it is funny that I just love having dates like this. I guess it's because I didn't get any of them before I got married, so these types of outings are a lot of fun. We crack jokes and comment on all the previews just like a couple of high school kids sitting in the back of the theater. We went for a run. Yes, we are starting to run. We'll see how long it lasts. No promises.
Sunday was not so great. We had a great start, a delayed breakfast, a delayed oil change, a delayed tire change and then a delayed arrival at home because we got into a car accident. The classic three car sandwich with our car in the middle. To top it all off, the car that rear ended us took off! What is it about us and hit and run drivers? So, now the air conditioning isn't working in the van, and I'm not sure how to get it fixed since we are both technically down to single car family status with a MUST drive to work. We will see. Tanner is thinking of trying to make a miracle happen on Friday.
It's difficult to say if any of us are injured. I'm keeping a careful eye on the girls, of course, but I've had a hurt back since early December, so I'm not sure if the soreness I'm experiencing is increasing because of the accident or if it is just the normal increase of soreness before my next appointment. Well, I am confident that God is still taking excellent care of us. I will not be shaken. But please, continue to hold us in your prayers. As we move closer to reaching our goals, we are certain to be tested.
Many of you might not know the chief reason we moved. Tanner and I were continually frustrated that no matter how hard he worked, we could never get to the point where we could effectively contribute to missions. We were able to give one time gifts, but were unable to make commitments to help fund people overseas. We prayed a long time about it and felt God direct us to go to college, to seek a degree that would provide for our needs and to spend a period of time learning to live within those needs and in faith so that we would know the difference between a need and a want. We believe that through all of this we will be able to have a great impact on missionaries around the world. Our commitment to this endeavor has not wavered. Even with Tanner's internship, after a great deal of prayer, we decided to send a small portion of the money that he makes to fund a missionary in Africa.
Believe it or not, we wired funds last night, and this morning the accident happened. Suddenly, we're struggling with worrying about how much this will cost or that will cost, and I confess, tempted to try to hold on to the "extra" that God gave us in order to make sure that we are comfortable. I am comforted to know that not once did either of us suggest this.
And here is the amazing part of our story. After the accident, the hood couldn't be opened on the van, so it looked like there would be body work to be done. I had to take Kate to her camp orientation, and then dinner had to be made. Things didn't settle down till after 5:00, and then we discussed which car Tanner should take. He then remembered that the license plate had fallen off the van, so he went back to the accident site, which was actually near Kolache Rolfs (aka Kate's favorite breakfast stop in the ENTIRE world). When he came back with the plate which miraculously was still there, he pushed the bumper, heard something click, and voila! the hood was fixed and it will now open. Of course there is still some damage, that sort of thing doesn't always get fixed in miracles, but it looks like the van will be okay. We still have to figure out how to get the A.C. fixed, but that's something that might only take a day rather than a week to repair. ahWhoop! (BTW, that's the Aggie yell for Juniors).
So, we count our blessings. All of you are among them, and we are truly touched and blessed by your prayers.
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