J said just the other day...
Mama, you know how if you tell someone, "You're a redneck," they'll say, "No, I'm not!". People who are rednecks don't know that they are.
I said, "Have you been going around telling people that they're rednecks?"
She said, "No, Mama, I know better than that but you know what I mean?"
After I cooked scrambled eggs, H said, "These eggs are so good, they taste like homemade." I tried to explain to her that they were homemade but I couldn't get her to understand. I think she thought that homemade eggs came from a chicken in our yard. After this whole homemade discussion, she said, "I really wish you would make me some homemade Cheetos."
We had some ants in the kitchen a few months ago. When I started spraying everything down, H said, "Now the bugs are like Oh man, they're cleaning up, now we have to go somewhere else."
H said, "Mama, did you know that God can do some really cool stuff? God can even do a split. When God does something really cool, the devil just says, Man, I wish I could do that." So true so true! We need to remember that God has already won. The devil is not an opposite and equal force with God. With God on our side, the devil is not only beneath God but also beneath us.
H said, "Why don't we go to that pool anymore?" I told her that the people who ran the pool closed it to everyone except the very close residents. We talked about that that made no sense, and then she said, "Yeah, I mean we all live in North Carolina."
H said, "I'm not trying to be mean to God, but I think I like the Great Wolfe Lodge better than heaven."
If I say, "H, stop sucking your thumb," she says, "But I'm hungry!"
H said, "I know how to spell our dog's name...AB (A bee)!"
Monday, September 9, 2013
Catching Up Again
Catching up with my family blog again. Wonder why it took me 6 kids before I became completely overwhelmed. I'm trying to get back to the basics to deal with the overwhelming feeling of not being able to do enough to keep my head above water. There is much to do around here, too much for me to also have to teach 25 young students and coordinate and lead and accompany several choirs at the church. By back to the basics, I mean that I'm trying to lean into what God has to say to me, and trying to take in a little baby bite of His peace every day. I'm doing this through odb.org, which is an online version of the devotional that my grandparents used every night (at 10:00 a.m.). Lately, I've come up with a word of the day to get me through the day. I remember that word and remember that all I have to do is the very next thing, rather than becoming overwhelmed by considering EVERYTHING that needs to be done. I'm also trying to remember to pray three times a day, even if it's only for a few minutes.
With all that having been said, six children is a whole lot of fun. When I was a teenager, I would have jumped at the chance to babysit for 6 children. I was fascinated by large families as a child and loved it when I was able to babysit for a family of 4 children.
Six children is chaotic and I feel that I am on demand a great deal of the time. In trying to make sure that everyone gets the attention they need, I've started a Saturday breakfast tradition. I take one child out each Saturday morning for breakfast. I'm also considering making part of this tradition to come home and make a smoothie for all the other kids here. My crowd loves smoothies that they fight over who will get the last drop. They're healthy and quick and fun!
Tomorrow D is making her speech for class president. I'm proud of her for being confident enough to take this on. She is taking dance and has just gotten her first pair of pointe shoes.
B has gotten really involved at his school with TSA and Mock Trial. He also loves doing scouts and soccer.
J is dancing and taking piano. She is right across the hall from me at school and that has been so much fun so far this year. Every time she comes out to recess she comes over to me and gives me a big hug.
H just started big school. She had a rough day with behavior last week, but after we talked to her, she looked like she was going to a funeral the next morning on her way to school. Since our talk, she has done better. She is really social, so it doesn't come as naturally to her to be quiet.
L has potty trained in the last two months and has done beautifully. My motto about this is, "Wait until the child is ready. Don't even start until the child is ready." She is the funniest talker and she leaves off so many of her initial consonants. 1-2-3 is un - oo - ee. Her name is E A. I think she is really going to be a person who loves the stage. At our spring revival, she sung with the preschool choir for the first time. She sang Zacchaeus and did such a great job, singing loud and doing all the motions.
G is our newest addition. She looks just like all the rest of the children. She is 95% for weight and 89% for height. She has a double chin. She is very laid back and enjoys watching all the coming and going of all the other children. She was recently diagnosed (just last Thursday) with ASD - atrial septal defect - which means she has a hole in her heart that has not closed up. She also has another smaller hole in her heart. So far it is not impacting her at all so we are just watching and waiting to determine the best action for her. L calls her "my baby".
Everyone always calls me Supermom. It used to really get on my nerves because it's like everyone thinks I'm so different, and I feel just like everyone else. Because I have so much to do, last year I had three all-nighters, staying up and catching up on grading papers, entering grades, planning, etc. One of these all-nighters I was working on my National Board renewal. Things were coming to me pretty quickly and were coming together pretty good for this. (I don't know if I passed or not. I'm supposed to find out in October.) Anyway, when I looked at the clock and realized how much great progress I had made even though it was 4:30, I thought to myself, "Guess what? I was wrong and everyone else was right. I Am Superwoman! Haha".
With all that having been said, six children is a whole lot of fun. When I was a teenager, I would have jumped at the chance to babysit for 6 children. I was fascinated by large families as a child and loved it when I was able to babysit for a family of 4 children.
Six children is chaotic and I feel that I am on demand a great deal of the time. In trying to make sure that everyone gets the attention they need, I've started a Saturday breakfast tradition. I take one child out each Saturday morning for breakfast. I'm also considering making part of this tradition to come home and make a smoothie for all the other kids here. My crowd loves smoothies that they fight over who will get the last drop. They're healthy and quick and fun!
Tomorrow D is making her speech for class president. I'm proud of her for being confident enough to take this on. She is taking dance and has just gotten her first pair of pointe shoes.
B has gotten really involved at his school with TSA and Mock Trial. He also loves doing scouts and soccer.
J is dancing and taking piano. She is right across the hall from me at school and that has been so much fun so far this year. Every time she comes out to recess she comes over to me and gives me a big hug.
H just started big school. She had a rough day with behavior last week, but after we talked to her, she looked like she was going to a funeral the next morning on her way to school. Since our talk, she has done better. She is really social, so it doesn't come as naturally to her to be quiet.
L has potty trained in the last two months and has done beautifully. My motto about this is, "Wait until the child is ready. Don't even start until the child is ready." She is the funniest talker and she leaves off so many of her initial consonants. 1-2-3 is un - oo - ee. Her name is E A. I think she is really going to be a person who loves the stage. At our spring revival, she sung with the preschool choir for the first time. She sang Zacchaeus and did such a great job, singing loud and doing all the motions.
G is our newest addition. She looks just like all the rest of the children. She is 95% for weight and 89% for height. She has a double chin. She is very laid back and enjoys watching all the coming and going of all the other children. She was recently diagnosed (just last Thursday) with ASD - atrial septal defect - which means she has a hole in her heart that has not closed up. She also has another smaller hole in her heart. So far it is not impacting her at all so we are just watching and waiting to determine the best action for her. L calls her "my baby".
Everyone always calls me Supermom. It used to really get on my nerves because it's like everyone thinks I'm so different, and I feel just like everyone else. Because I have so much to do, last year I had three all-nighters, staying up and catching up on grading papers, entering grades, planning, etc. One of these all-nighters I was working on my National Board renewal. Things were coming to me pretty quickly and were coming together pretty good for this. (I don't know if I passed or not. I'm supposed to find out in October.) Anyway, when I looked at the clock and realized how much great progress I had made even though it was 4:30, I thought to myself, "Guess what? I was wrong and everyone else was right. I Am Superwoman! Haha".
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