Lisa’s Wedding

If you know Kennedy well at all, you know without a doubt that she is not a friendly child. She has never been outgoing, talking to someone or even smiling at them is a struggle for her. There are a lot of people who talk to her and try to get a word or even a smile out of her, but she gives up nothing.

Some people say, “Just make her do it.” Well be my guest to come and try, trust me when I say I have talked, begged, pleaded, bribed, tried. Other people say, “Just let her be herself.” and so I have. I finally gave up trying, in hopes that she’ll grow out it one of these day and be friendly. I have seen some improvement in the last few months so (whispers) … maybe we’re getting somewhere.

There are a select few special people that she dearly loves. I have come to realize that she is an “all or nothing” kind of girl. When she likes you she will let you know, until then, keep trying in hopes of some day.

There is one person in particular that falls in place in her love-line, directly after her family. I’m not sure when this friendship began, possibly a few weeks after Kennedy was born,  maybe it was a few months later on a bus trip to AR, but whenever it happened, I do believe it’s lifelong. This special Lisa got married on Sat and Kennedy was her flower girl!

Was she ever thrilled!!

She got up early that morning, came over and stood beside my bed and I heard her whisper, “We’re getting married today!”

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Lisa had talked her up, telling her about her flowers and all kinds of good stuff. She couldn’t wait to get there Sat morning and see her bouquet. Of all mornings, it was in the 40’s and windy! I was completely ready for her to be uncooperative like she was at Melissa’s wedding, but she smiled like a champ, even with goosebumps.

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She claimed the day as “her wedding” too, never mind the fact there was a groom involved. He is a good guy, but he’s not on her list yet, try as he might. When she talked about the wedding, it was all about her and Lisa, as if Derek was not involved. We tried to change her mind and bring Derek into the picture when we discussed the wedding at home, but to no avail.

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She couldn’t wait to see Lisa “because we have matching dresses!”

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Pretty as a princess in her dress and sparkly shoes!

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In her mind, there is just nothing as good as an afternoon spent with Lisa. Those dates are long talked about before and after the fact.

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This is the look most people get from her.

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After her photos, she said she was hungry so we ran through the drive through and carefully ate without dripping ketchup on anything. I would have wanted to take the dress off while she ate, but when I tried it on the very first time, the zipper busted at the waist so it got super glued and sewn shut, making the dress a chore to get on and off.

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The wedding decor was fabulous!

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Too many people were trying to talk to her before the wedding and I could tell things were getting worse instead of better in her mind. I knew there was a nursery upstairs so I took her up and put her in there for some peace and quiet. She loved it away from the people and only had one suitor come visit while she played.

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At the last second she just couldn’t take that step forward and go down the aisle by herself, so Marita took her hand and they went together. When she came to sit with me after prayer, I asked her what happened. “I just couldn’t walk by myself!” she said.

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It’s a blurry cell phone photo, but she has Lisa by the chin telling her something!

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We all enjoyed this spot at the reception thanks to Lisa’s love of coffee.

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She brought her little bouquet home and put it in a vase with water. She tells me every day, “Lisa said be careful because it will break, so Dakota can’t touch it!”

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Sunday Morning when we got to church she ran over to Lisa’s Mom, whom she calls Grandma Sara, and said, “I want to go to the wedding again!” I don’t think Grandma Sara shared her sentiments.

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This was her reward for walking up the aisle.

Yesterday I looked at her and said, “Do you think Lisa is having fun on her honeymoon?
She thought for a bit and said, “Yeah… but what about me going too?

Summer Begins

School is out.
Let the summer begin.
No more rigid schedule.
No more early bedtimes.
Eat what you want, do want you want,
read and sleep the summer away,
with a weekly trip to the pool, zoo,
or somewhere fun thrown in.
{think my girls}
Their Mother has a surprise for them!
Reagan silver dollar
Reagan managed to get a silver dollar for perfect attendance.
She was quite happy!

As for summer…

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Reagan has the air of a child released
when she gets to spend the day at home
with her imagination.

Before I knew what was happening,
she had a board up in the tree wedged between
2 branches and a climbing rope with knots tied in it.

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They spent the entire morning out there.

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They called me out one time to see this.
He had managed to climb up,
but was less than comfortable up there. 🙂
The girls helped him back down and he was
content to stay on the ground after that.

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He found a friend and played with him for awhile.
He’s teaching Kennedy to like them too.


We planted a few flowers.
Between me and the dog, they have little chance of survival.
I did not inherit Mother’s goodness with flowers.

Little One speaks.
And quiet a lot the last while.

While walking through Walmart the other day.
“It sinks in here. I sink it’s a sunk.”

Church time and her do not mesh so well right now,
improving slightly, but still not great yet.
She is unaccustomed to going out for reasons
other than disciplinary measures.
Well, the other day she had to pee during church
so we whisked her out and she went.
Back in we came and had just sat down in the pew
and she says loudly,
“Dat was fun …. I have to poop!”
Um no, this Mom does not fall for that trap.

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A stray cat wandered in the lane.
Mr D came to tell me about it and says,
“I don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl!”
She was listening and says,
“It’s not a boy or a girl. It’s a kitty!”

She’s not just talking,
she’s been up to a lot of other things too.

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Madison brought her around last night looking like this.
She was fairly unrepentant.
She shook her fingers and said,
“Daddy say naughty, naughty, naughty!”
Right on!

It was a dry erase marker,
which came off the skin pretty well,
now I need to go see if it comes off clothes.

We rifled through the girls’ room yesterday.
One side stays fairly clean and organized.
One side does not. not. not.
We cleaned out drawers that have clothes
and other items pouring out.
It looks a lot better, to say the least.
One was tossing clothes to the Goodwill pile,
and when I looked around, to my horror,
the other one was snatching them up
and stuffing them into her clean drawers.


Food for thought:


I teach the youth girls Sunday school class.
The lesson was on Phil. 2 and we were talking about
esteeming others higher than yourself.
In our study books it talked about the value we give someone.

Quoting them:

Value is a choice we make to esteem something at a certain level. The rock gold comes from could be just as insignificant as any other pretty rock if it were not valued.

The value we place on others is a choice. We can choose to see ourselves as gold and others as common rocks or we can choose to attribute greater value to them. Once the choice of value is made, actions will follow to prove it.

What value do I put on other people?
Am I thinking of them as gold or common rocks?
Treat others as gold today,
you have no idea what they are facing.

Kennedy’s birthday

{warning: photo overload of the new 2 year old}

Let the birthday continue…
yesterday, today and tomorrow.
One only wants to do this when they’re young,
so we may as well let them and enjoy watching.
I think instead of birthday, it will be birth-week soon.
Once we reach my grand age,
we conveniently try and skip the birthday all together,
so party away, Little One.

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Lisa came over in the afternoon with a gift for Kennedy.
Two of her favorite things, Curious George and books.

One of the stories in the book is about George’s birthday.
She listened while I read and when we got the page
of George blowing out the candles on his cake she say,
“Georgie not have birthday. ME!”

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The bigger kids couldn’t wait until she could open her gifts,
but she wasn’t in any rush.
Or was it, she didn’t know there were gifts to be opened? 🙂

After she unwrapped her puzzle,
Dakota said, “I have a gift for her too!”
I was surprised, I certainly hadn’t helped him buy one.
He ran upstairs to his room and brought a little package down.
He had taken one of his little cars and wrapped it up
in a page that had fallen out of an old book.
It was well taped, as you can imagine, and quite cute!

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The cake sat on a small glass table
in the middle of the kitchen all afternoon.
She never touched it.
Until… I came around the corner to find this happening!!

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She said, “It’s yummy!”

Since she was already started,
the kids decided we should blow out candles and all eat cake.

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It’s really hard for a 2 year old to get those 2 fingers up.
This works better, although she still yells, “One!”

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oh the blowing…
and spitting…

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and so many, many rounds of relighting and blowing again.

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…finally it was time to eat some more cake!

I asked, “Are you ready for a bite of cake?”
She promptly leaned forward and…
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I had no idea that was coming!

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She was quite pleased with herself!

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More bites.

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All she was getting was frosting so I cut a piece for her.
She picked it up and carefully took the layers apart.

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And then stuffed it in!

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I think she had eaten a bit too much frosting because
she shuttered a bit and asked for a drink and was done eating.
No amount of encouraging would change her mind.
She broke the cake apart and laid it out for everyone else to eat.

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Which they happily did!

As you can imagine, the entire episode was filled
with lots and lots of laughing by the siblings.
It’s no wonder the youngest ones behave the way they do
with all the encouragement they get. 🙂

Yesterday and today,
it’s still her birthday if you ask.
The kiddos think we need another round
of cupcakes with candles over the weekend.
We shall see.

Happy day to you all!

Little One is 2

How can it be, my baby is 2 already?
Wasn’t she just born yesterday?
Didn’t I just have her tucked under my chin,
snuggled up in blankets?
Where has time gone?

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Now she’s feisty and sassy at home,
but quiet and reserved in public.
She puts us all in our place,
telling us what she thinks around here.
When strangers talk to her, or even people she knows,
she won’t say a word or even crack the slightest smile.
No one believes us when we say
she can carry on a conversation in complete sentences.
It’s like a light bulb, on and off.

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I wrote last time about her getting up early.
Monday morning when my alarm went off,
my first thought was, “Wow, she’s still sleeping.”
But no, when I walked down the hall to the living room,
this is what I saw.
If Mom just sleeps,
she’ll find her own source of entertainment.

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Yesterday she was fighting with Mr D
and he straightened her up and said,
“I think it’s time for you to go to bed!”
She kicked her leg out the side at him and snapped,
“NO! Neber!”
I told Eric I laughed to myself
but it also scared me because
we have some work to do with her!

How we love her!

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Her birthday started early.
(what a shock)
When I sang happy birthday to her, she just smiled.
I asked if she wants to blow out candles,
and she got all excited.
So we stuck a candle in the side of
her yogurt bowl and she
happily blew spit until it went out.
By the end of the day she’ll
be out of air because
every sibling that came down
had to see her blow out another candle.

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Her Daddy came in with 2 balloons for her.
Tickled pink!

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In typical 2 year old fashion,
she refuses to look.

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Favorite foods?
Is no food an option?
It could be chips. snacks.
Real food?
Meals are trials, believe me!

This mother of hers,
is not organized when it comes to birthdays.
They always creep up on me
and catch me unprepared.
How do they do that when I know they are coming?

I knew what I wanted to do for a cake,
but do you think I bought the cake mix? No.
So we mixed one from scratch this morning.
(I know, better for us anyway)

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I had a very willing beater licker.
Such a help she is.
Everything you do in the kitchen
requires a stool and a little body pressed against you,
wanting to help, lick, touch, pour or do something.

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This mother of hers
is also not a cake decorator.
Everything that can go wrong, will
when I try to decorate a cake.
I saw this one on pinterest,
(God bless you, who ever invented it)
It was relatively simple
and fit a 2 year perfectly.

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I had a lot of willing sprinklers.

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She was almost as busy eating the sprinkles.

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All ready and waiting for tonight.
We all know what she’ll do.
She’ll take a slice and eat all around the edges,
push the plate away and say, “Done!”

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In her book, frosting should be a food group of it’s own.

A party for a 2 year old?
Well, if you can call cake to go with supper a party,
along with excited siblings, than we’re having a party.
The girls were all worried about the food.
“What will we make for supper?
You always make our favorite food and she doesn’t have any!”
Guess we’ll be eating chips and frosting.

More spit blowing pictures of that occasion to come on the next post.

This Week

My eyes are only half open as I prop my head on my hand.
The coffee steam curls up toward my nose,
but my hand is too tired to lift the cup.
One would be inclined to think I had worked an entire day
or milked a barn full of cows since 4am, by my appearance.
But no, such is not the case.
The case would be one unwise Mama and
one little girl whose sleep schedules do not mesh.
You see, the Mama likes to stay up late into the night
and the little girl loves to get up early in the morning.
No matter, absolutely no matter,
what time the Mama puts the little girl to bed,
she gets up before the sunshine every morning.
This Mama did not know that little girls
need less sleep than their Mothers.
One would think the Mama would have learned her lesson
in the short 2 years of this little girl’s life,
but nooo, it seems that has not happened.

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(Reagan’s creation)
((Madison corrected me and said it was her, not Reagan)) 🙂


This week was hard, for various reasons.
One being, Eric was gone all week.
My heart goes out to young widows.
At least I knew Eric was coming home,
the week was manageable because of that.
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The kids and I ate foods that are not his favorite all week.

This may not fall into that category but we happily ate it anyway.
We needed something to do in the middle of the day. 🙂

I pretty much stayed inside the entire week
except to get a few groceries on a sub zero day.
Becky was a dear and kept the 2 littles
so I didn’t have to drag them around.
That meant I was alone.
That word deserves an entire line just for itself.
The meaning of it is:
A very rare moment in the life a of Mom.
Emphasis on RARE.

When I did venture out one other day, it was for an aggravating reason.

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Thank you Mr Snow Plow for forcing me to inhale a bit
of freezing, cold, fresh air into my lungs.
Please, don’t feel obligated next time,
I’m doing fine inside.

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This white fluff that insists on being part of our lives…
I’ll refrain from putting my thoughts into words,
but I was nigh near frozen in just a few minutes.


One day I went to bat with the creators of webs.
They were completely taking over corners I keep skipping
when I clean around here.
How is it that these little guys are so much faster at putting
webs up than I am at taking them down?
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Anyone with the urge to paint, come right over.
This entire place needs a coat and I lack the desire.

Madison is baking, as we speak.
I will not disturb her.
She has 3 others nipping at her heals,
wanting to lick.

10 min after she put her cookies out,
we found the little one happily eating them.
At least 3 gone.

Just bit ago I heard Madison say to herself,
“Resist it Madison, just resist and don’t lick the spoon!”
Such is the life of the cook.


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This was my motto for the week.
And that is why I stay up late.

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.


“Mom, I know that wasn’t Grandma or Sarita on the phone because you had your person voice on.”
“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.


Give Away coming one of these weeks.
Check back.

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

Be blessed!

Because We Can

Do you ever want to do things,
just because you can?
Just for fun.
For no reason but to amuse yourself or someone else.
You don’t need a reason.
You have today to do it, why not?

Your children are only this age once.
Enjoy them. Tomorrow they will roll their eyes at you!

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What did you do with them today
that they will remember later?

(anyone see the ball of bread dough?)

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Our amusement for today was sitting on the living room floor,
eating ice cream out of the bowl, sharing one spoon,
just because we wanted to.

(dough boy/ball is now a pancake)

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We propped up the camera, set the timer
then watched and counted the blinks while we ate.
Just because it was fun.

(dough boy pancake on the move)

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He got the biggest charge out of running to push the button
and hurrying back to watch it blink.

(dough boy holding still, afraid of being squashed again)

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And even funnier was when he pushed the button and we weren’t ready.
You should have heard him laugh.
It was a great 5 year old belly laugh!

(I heard the dough boy hoarsely whisper his fear of that thunder thigh)

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Next he wanted to hold the camera and push the button.
“Now Mom, just lean over a little bit so I can see you in the picture too.”

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And he laughed again.

(squashed dough boy is sneaking for the couch of safety)

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It was then he realized that all the time he’s been pushing the button,
Mom is eating ice cream and if he wants any
he better take it from her or there will be none left.

So was the end of the ice cream eating party.
Now my coffee is ready
while my bread bakes
and the house smells great.
just because i can.

Do something today, just because you can!