Mr. Nobody

We have a 7th person living with us
and he sure is a busy little guy!
Oh, the things Nobody does.

 Nobody let his dirty tissues lay on the end tables.

Nobody threw all the sofa pillows on the floor.

Nobody finished the bag of chips
and put it back in the pantry.

Nobody let his shoes right inside the door to be tripped over.

Nobody used the last bit of toilet paper and left it empty.

Nobody left his coat laying on the bench inside the door
instead of hanging it up.

Nobody ate the last cookie and left the bowl sitting empty
with the lid half open and crumbs on the floor.

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Nobody dropped his wet towel in a heap on the bathroom floor.

Nobody walked across the kitchen floor with muddy boots.

Nobody forgot to feed the dog.

Nobody cleaned out his backpack and left the crumbs
strewn across the kitchen.

Nobody opened cabinet door and left it standing wide.

Nobody didn’t get the books out, why should he put them away?

Nobody filled the trash can in the corner into a mountain
heaped with tissues.

Nobody ate cookies at the top of the steps
and left crumbs for Mom to step in.

Nobody brushed his teeth and left globs of toothpaste all over the sink.

Nobody took all the pillows off the couch in the basement.

Nobody used the pot and didn’t flush.

Nobody ate the candy from the wrappers behind the chair.

Nobody spread toys all over the basement floor.

Nobody cluttered the room with papers, pens, crayons, and markers.

It isn’t Nobody’s turn to pick up the game because he didn’t get it out.

Nobody left paper scraps and scissors laying for Little One to get.

It wasn’t me.

How about your house?
Does Mr Nobody live there too?
Is he just as busy?
And what all does he do?

Of Life

Another Saturday post.
It’s quiet here right now.
2 are sleeping.
1 just needs her afternoon nap,
the other is sleeping off a slumber party
and trying to recover from another week of sickness.
I’m hoping we finally kicked that bug.

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{guiltily hiding}

I am suppose to be studying my Sunday School lesson.
Instead I’m chatting with you guys.
Tomorrow morning when I wish I had studied more,
I’ll be counting on you to help me out.
My husband thinks I over study.
Guess we’ll try his approach.

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Last Sunday night we celebrated Liam’s first birthday.
We blessed him, and his parents, with many noisy toys.
If you are new here, read this post and you’ll
know why my inner happiness was just
off the charts to hear that Liam’s Mother
could sing the annoying turtle song in it’s entirety.

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We forked over a chunk of our salary here because of
swollen, red, hurting, shins from no apparent injury.
The Dr was of no help but things seem to be improving.
Thank you Jesus.

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While 2 of my kids were playing game after game, I over hear…
Player 1: “Let me interview you….”
(holds out pretend mic)
“So. How does it feel to loose so many games? I wouldn’t know.”
Player 2: {silence!}
Interview (and game) officially over.

If you are wondering, it wasn’t the 2 kids in the picture.

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I became all home-ecky Becky and made a batch of play dough.
It was actually easy to make and turned out pretty good.
If you can overlook the mess on the floor, it entertains for hours.

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“Do it myself”
are the new all time favorite words!
Not just for pudding. For everything.

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“Mom, I know that wasn’t Grandma or Sarita on the phone because you had your person voice on.”
“Huh?”
“Yeah, your person voice. Now don’t get me wrong you are nice and sweet, but when someone calls, you use this ‘person voice’ that is all really, really nice and stuff.”

Alrighty then, I guess the next time you call,
be expecting my gruff and tough parenting voice.

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If you are ever out on the job and don’t know where to lay your hammer,
try this.

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Sometimes you just have to sit down right where you are,
and hold them.

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Give Away coming one of these weeks.
Check back.

(this ^^ was just to make sure I get it done) :/

Be blessed!

Of Long Moments

The week was long.
Traveling Monday.
Coughing. Aching. Feverish children.
Lots of weekend laundry.
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Living on memories of a good weekend.
A weekend of family.

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Tuesday morning the call.
An unexpected death.
Such a sweet older lady.
Tears. Sadness. Gray skies.
My wheels started spinning
and I got very little done.
Hard to think. shock.

Food prep.
Gladly feeding sad families.
Tired eyes speaking thanks.
Squeezing hands and giving hugs.

Seeing the casket rolled in.
Hearing a small voice cry,
“Grandmas here!”
Tears.
Grandchildren crying.
Sons and daughters,
crying and laughing together.
Celebrating a life well lived.

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One child well, another one down.
Missing school days.
Homework. Headaches.
Stuffed noses. Grouchies.
Although the Mom was well,
the grouchies got to her too.

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Sister time.
Pajamas, the clothing of choice.
Anything warm.
Lots of “cuzzles” as Mr D says.
Tea. Cough drops. Movies. Books.

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Blankets. Pillows. Toys.
Piled high. Dropped everywhere.
Drink. Tissues.
Waste can overflowing.
Naps.
Mom wants one too.
We will survive.
We will.
We are thankful in it all.

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Little one dances on the table top.
again.
Wearing duck-taped gumboots,
a smile and her favorite monkey shirt.

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She seems to think it’s where she belongs.
She’s not sick and she’s quite happy about it.
So are we.

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We relive Thanksgiving memories
and especially thank God
for Grandmas and Grandpas.

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We call family and talk long.
We’re grateful for one more day.
One more day of unpredictable life.

Monday Musings

It’s another day like most of the rest here in Ohio.
Dreary. Overcast. Skies are heavy.
Sunshine is no where to be found.

But this wind, wow, it feels like we’re on the plains of Kansas.
Can’t say I know exactly what that feels like,
since I’ve never been there other than driving through,
but we’ll go ahead and just imagine because
I think we’re getting close to it today as far as mph goes.
Everything on my front porch that was glass
is now broken from blowing over or away.

I feel like I write for the Budget when I write about the weather.
I do have to say this about the weather,
if you would like a little bit of every season,
each season, move to Ohio.
It’s still officially Fall, yet last week on Monday
school was canceled because of snow. {winter}
This Monday we’re blowing away at 60 degrees. (spring}
We’re just waiting for our day of Summer yet.

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Last week I spent an evening with good friends.
It was a great and late one.
We hopped from one coffee spot to another till they all closed.

The next morning, this mother may have had a coffee hangover.
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It was wildly crazy and loud in here and all the kids were up too early.
The only thing close enough to use for ear plugs were
{{{insert drumroll here}}}
Tinker Toys.
For your future reference, they work well.

This mother’s children thought it wildly amusing
and documented it with photos like she does to them.
As you can see, she was less then impressed.

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This NEVER happens here.
The act of voluntarily falling asleep without force.
But it did, for the first time in her life.
And no, she wasn’t sick.

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Build your kids a house.
Hours of free entertainment.
Not without the cost of breaking up fights, of course,
but mostly worth the mess it makes.

What do your kids do on cold winter days?

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Sometimes I think, “Just stay little, my boy!”
Running around here,
ok who am I kidding,
jumping, running and tearing around here,
asking questions.

He put his shirt back on the other day and said,
“Aww, this feel warmer. Now I don’t have to cuzzle up with you!”

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This is what we find all the time now.
For some odd reason, she loves to lick them.
Christmas decorating… totally pointless with Little One.
I wasn’t really in the mood to get any of it out yet
because well, we haven’t even had Thanksgiving,
but the kids wanted to on Saturday so I let them.
The girls put stuff all over the place and made their own creations.
Sometimes it drives my OCD nuts to let their stuff go,
but other times I’m just glad I don’t have to do it by myself.

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Yesterday in church we heard this and I’ve been rolling it around.
I’m putting it out here for you to think about too.

This is in my own words since I can’t quote him exactly.

“We build boxes around ourselves and don’t let anyone else in.
Then we sit in the box and cry because we are lonely.
But really, it’s our own fault .
We are too scared to get out of the box and let people
see the real Me so we stay in the box and cry
while building higher walls.”

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Happy Monday and a blessed Thanksgiving week to you.

What are you most thankful for this year?

You are Mine

Isaiah 43:1

Do not be afraid,
for I have ransomed you.
I have called you by name;
You are mine.

What do you see when you read that verse?

Ransomed:  a consideration paid or demanded
for the release of someone or something from captivity

He paid to release ME from sin.

Name: a word or phrase that refers to or that can refer to a specific person
In other words: ME. He said my name.

Mine: that which belongs to me
I am HIS. He loves me enough to make me His.

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What do you hear and feel when you read this verse?
Love. Acceptance. Known. Embraced.
Washed white as snow.
My price has been paid.

And not just anyone, someone specific.
He called my name. Your name.
When someone says your name,
it means something to you,
you turn to look.
It’s special to hear your name called.

Today Jesus whispers your name and says,
“______, you are mine!
I called you. I redeemed you.
Do not fear, do not be afraid,
I will protect you, care for you and love you
because you are mine!”

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Be blessed today in knowing you are HIS.

The Beauty of Fall

What happened to Fall?
Wasn’t it just yesterday it was 65* out?
It was a blustery 25* this morning.
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We did have a beautiful Fall this year.
I wanted to stop all the time while I was driving to take photos.
Once upon a time I stopped so long I had a buggy catch up with me.

The kids love this time of the year too.
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Every year when it starts cooling off, they ask about a leaf pile.
Playing in the leaf pile is one of the top actives of Fall,
who care about the pretty leaves.
This year one even went out to play in it with her pajamas on.
I know, I know. We need help.
Madison was less the amused with their antics and hid
under her green “tarp” with the Little One.

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Little One hated the leaf pile.
Cried and fussed every time her feet hit the ground.
They solved the problem by putting her into this little wagon.
As long as the dog stayed away, all was well.

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The pajama girl got hot and went to change.
Madison was still trying to protect her hair at this point.
Mr D is in there trying to dig an igloo. Wrong season buddy.

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The long version of this would be called
“Tackle Madison and stuff leaves all over her.”
I think she gave up staying clean after this.

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2 little happies! Love to see them play together.

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When the igloo of leaves failed, he took up swimming in them.
This was a running dive with the dog bounding in behind.

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And they all yelled, “Happy Fall.”
This was only the first time blowing leaves.
It takes quite a few times here in the woods to collect them all.

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In the middle of this beauty is the spot we call home.
Our road, I know, such lovely patching they do here.

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When we pull into the lane, Little One starts saying, “Home, home.”

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My question of the day I have been pondering the last while.

Why do I want my prayers to be answered?

For my benefit?

Or to bring glory to God?

What are your thoughts?

A Family Weekend…

…and what a weekend it was.
Full of all things fun.
Laughing. Talking. Arguing.
A little crying by the babies.
Kids games. Kids yelling.
Lots of eating.
Did I mention talking?

As it goes in a family
there are siblings that have the same personalities,
and some so very opposite.
In our family, we 4 siblings are split, 2 and 2.
Get us all in public and 2 enjoy it,
visiting with people all night.
The other 2, enjoy themselves
but are a lot more reserved.
(I know you are all dieing to know which one I am. ha)

Now cram us all into a house for a long weekend,
along with the parents, our spouses
and our endless line up of kids,
we all talk, we’re all loud,
and we all have a jolly good time.
Almost makes me cry thinking about our fun together.
Ever feel like that about your family?
You love them so much it almost hurts!

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Tim’s and Mom came on Wed night already.
We wanted to make sure the weekend was long enough.
Mother promptly got started entertaining the grandkids.

Fam wkend (2)The little pirate who couldn’t play the game with the others
played his own game.

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Thanks to our overly zealous dog, nothing is safe outside.
The little lawn chair Madison is oversizing,
got his attention in a not so good way.

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I love to see her all bundled up, not that she loves it or anything.
Right now she is anti camera so looking passed me
was completely intentional.

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We worked and worked that afternoon to take this guy’s 3 year old pictures
with not a smile in sight! Now look at this, a few hours later.

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Dead tree be gone, warm us with your heat!

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Tys and Amanda and company of boys arrived Thursday evening.
Grandma read to the twins while we finished up the food.
They technically aren’t twins since he’s 6 months younger
but he’s a bit taller and probably a bit heavier then she is.

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We sent the kids to the basement to play since almost all the toys are down there. That didn’t stop them from dragging things up stairs to be with us and to make sure we could see their fights and settle them!

If you are counting, we are up to 7 adults and 9 kids here so far
with more coming the next day.

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In the middle of all of this,
Mr D had a birthday!
This year the girls decorated their own cake
and he was bound and determined to decorate his own too.
We traded in a cake for cupcakes and had a little
decorating party on Friday afternoon!
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Use your imagination for how this went.
We may have swept up as many sprinkles as actually stuck on the cupcakes.
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When they were done,
I suddenly had no desire for cupcakes.
Thankfully, there was a nice cake hidden that no one was going to spit upon when blowing out candles. That’s called 2 birds with 1 stone.

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This is a Christmas card winner because the small son is smiling.

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By Friday night we added 3 more adults and 3 more children to the mixture and we were nearly bursting at the seams but having a good time.
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Time for cake and ice cream for a birthday boy!
We haven’t been in this parenting game for 11 years for nothing.
I knew that 1 candle for 1 boy was not going to go over well,
so we pulled out candles and passed out cupcakes
and everyone had a jolly good time blowing out flames!
Lest you think the birthday boy was cheated,
notice that he has 3 cupcakes with candles in each.
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He looked forward to this for the longest time.
It’s not often you have a birthday on a weekend when all the cousins are here to help you celebrate all weekend long.

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opening gifts… wham. bam. and we’re done.
There was help from all sides.
The pieces flew and in no time it was all over!
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He was quite pleased with his loot.
I told him I’m saving our gift for his actual birthday (Sunday).
He was rather concerned that there would be no gift from us because
he knows that Mom did not go to Walmart without him anytime
and he knows there was no gift in the cart when he was along. :)
The miracle of the internet and plain brown boxes from UPS.

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Sat morning was more food and chaos.
The chaos was mainly organized
but how well can you keep the noise level down
and the kids all in line with that many people?
Plus it was colder then cold that weekend and the boys couldn’t go out.
Grandpa did usher them out for a bit
and made them run a few laps on the porch to get some energy released.
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Grandpa would lean back and squeeze her and she would squeal so he would sit up. If he didn’t lean back soon enough, she would reach up and pull him back again.

Saturday afternoon we left all the big kids with a very capable babysitter and went to the wedding. We felt a bit bad for her since we only took 3 babies but she claims all was well!

Now one thing you would think we all would have learned, growing up together and all,  is that you don’t pick on Tys, because whatever you do comes back 150%.
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I missed that life lesson I guess, because when an opportunity presented itself, I took it. I do claim this one as a victory because he did not accomplish what he set out to do to me!

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Sunday lunch brought more candle puffing since it was the actual birthday.
Little one loved it too.

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You can’t tell me you don’t eat all the frosting off the cupcake first.
We know you do in secret.
Now what I do in secret is scrape all the frosting off into a pile,
and then eat the cupcake and leave the frosting.
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The promised gift that he had been waiting and waiting for.
Unwrapping was much like a paper shredder,
hands reaching in from all sides
and in less then 2.5 seconds it was over.
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He thinks he has the world by the tail….
And all the mom can think of when she sees Lego’s
is stepping on them in the middle of the night.

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These 2 just go ’round and ’round.
Relentless arguing and teasing.

And when lunch was over, came the sad part.
They all packed up and went home.
Following a few tears, the kids dumped the Legos
and the Mother passed out in her bed.

What a weekend it was!

Good memories make for good dreams of the next time together.