Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Jake's First Birthday Party

Here are some quick pics from Jake's Candyland First Birthday Party...I still can't believe that he's a year old already!! He got a lot of nice presents from everyone & has been enjoying playing with all of them everyday! Becky & Matthew are so good & they love to play along with him...
I made a cake to look like the Candyland game board using Starburst candies for the squares...YUM!
Here is a picture of my baby niece sitting on my couch under the giant candycanes I constructed to help decorate my living room and turn it into Peppermint Forest...

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

When It Rains, It Pours...

and evidently...it also LEAKS!!!
Wahhhhhhh...my poor milk chocolate walls!!!
Okay. Enough of my pity party. It's not all about me. Well, actually, I guess it IS about me, seeing that this IS MY Blog & all...
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I have a contractor who will be out here next week to assess the damage to the structural aspect behind the walls & possibly the roof...Although this is an unfortunate event, I am trying to look at the positive...Like how last night Danny said that since we'll have to be working on our bedroom because of this wall issue anyway, and since we are in desparate need of new flooring, we'll probably just redo the whole room at one time - Finish the new master bathroom project, fix the damaged wall & install a new laminate floor...Go Danny! See, there is a silver lining to every cloud!

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

A Year In Review...

I can't believe that it was one year ago today that little baby Jake Hunter (well, maybe not so little~he weighed 10 lbs 3 oz) entered the world...& our hearts!

His big sister and big brother welcomed him with open arms...













After Jake came home, we all settled into life as a family of five pretty nicely with help from both of the grandmothers as well as many yummy meals from our church family, too! It seems like time flew after those first few days at home...

1 month old...

3 months old...

4 months old...

5 months old...

6 months old...

8 months old...9 months old...

& one year old...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAKE!!

Sunday, January 22, 2006

Finding Nature...

I just had to add this quick post because I think that kids do the cutest things sometimes! We have had very mild weather here the past few days considering that it is the middle of January! Anyway, the kids aren't feeling all that great today - Jake is the worst winning the "Kid with the most boogers flowing out of his nose" award today! Dan took Becky to church & I stayed home with the boys...
Hey - quick sidebar - I have found myself saying "the boys" a LOT lately - I think that I am just really trying to get used to saying it & realizing that when I do say it, I am referring to my OWN children! Now, don't think I've gone crazy or anything - I do realize that I have three children (and have had three for just about a whole year now) - but it's just cracking me up lately that I can say "Yeah, we dropped the boys off there..." or "I'll be taking Becky & Dan's home with the boys"...OK. Enough of this sidebar.
Anyway...back to my original thought...the kids have colds & the weather is mild so we sent Becky & Matthew out to enjoy the fresh air for a while - Matthew got a cool remote control truck for Christmas & they're having fun taking turns with that outside! They just came in before for a few minutes to show me..."They found nature!" Now this is Matthew's favorite phrase - He's always finding nature & bringing it back into the house to me. Most days it's leaves (which he puts on his dresser in his room, they dry out & crumble into dust & then he wonders where his nature went!) or rocks - Today they got brave & took a walk into the woods behind our house...they came back with some really nice pinecones & an evergreen branch & of course, some more leaves...they showed me their treasures of nature & said they're going back out for a little bit...
I just had to post how cute I thought it was that they "found nature". Well, I gotta go because they just came back in & informed me that filled up a whole paper bag with nature!!!

Friday, January 20, 2006

Chickpeas, Crockpots & Children

First of all, I just have to share two quick stories about myself when we were first married. I was at JenIG's site over on Homeschoolblogger.com yesterday and she was asking about what garbanzo beans are & I was reminded of a time when I had a "blonde moment". I think it's a good quality when one is able to post a funny story at their own expense! Anyway, here it goes...
When Dan & I were first married, I went to the grocery store to purchase some chickpeas to make some hummus. I found them in the canned beans aisle, chucked them into my cart and went on my merry way. After I got home and went to put the groceries away I was a little freaked out...(I guess the cans rolled around in the car a little bit)...and when I picked up the can of chickpeas I looked at the label and it said garbanzo beans! Now I KNOW that I purchased cans that said chickpeas on them! I called Danny into the kitchen to share my story & he started cracking up at me! Then he picked up the mysterious can of garbanzo beans and turned the can around to show me the label - It said chickpeas! That was the day when I discovered that chickpeas and garbanzo beans are the same thing!
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Around the same time in my life (when we were newlyweds & I was just starting to learn how to cook ~ you know, things other than pasta) I decided to bust out the ol' crockpot we received for our wedding shower. Well, I had never used one of these in my entire life! I don't ever recall my mom using one either, so I had no clue how it worked or how to use it, etc...SO being the directions/recipe person that I am, I busted out the directions, got it all set up & was ready to put in the ingredients for my first crockpot meal! BUT there was only one problem - The crockpot recipe said "Now put the ingredients into a 3.5 qt. crockpot" and sitting in front of me on the counter was a beautiful AND large 5 qt. crockpot!! Horrors!! So what did Sue do? I packed that sucker right up, went to Wal*Mart & returned it for a much smaller 3.5 qt. model. I was so proud of myself! Well, Dan comes home from work, sees the new crockpot on the counter & was like "Where is our crockpot?" So I told him the story, then he proceeded to tell me that it wouldn't have blown up the house or caused a fire to put my little recipe into the larger crockpot as I had thought would have occurred. (Incidently, a few years and two kids later, I found out why someone would want a giant 5 qt. crockpot!) and we now have the 3.5 crockpot & a new 5 qt. crockpot (Thanks to Dan's mom & a fun game of Yankee Swap at their family Christmas Party, but that's another whole post in itself!)
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Okay, enough of poking fun at myself!! As far as the children go...Things have been going great - School is going very well...Matthew is happily learning all of the things a pre-schooler should know, his ABC's, numbers, colors, mastering skills such as writing his name, cutting, gluing, painting, etc. He also is learning things just from sitting at the same table when Becky is having her lessons...Example: Math lesson the other day: Matthew is cutting out a bunch of cookies of diffferent shapes to glue onto another sheet that has a basket on it - and at the other end of the table, Becky is learning about horizontal, vertical and oblique lines in math. For part of the lesson I asked Becky to look around the room and name objects that have a horizontal line - As she is doing this - Matthew chimes in by showing me the gingerbread man cookie he just cut out & how there is a white line of icing in the middle of the cookie & he says - Look Mommy, horizontal!" Ah, the joys of homeschooling! Jake is not totally walking on his own yet although he power crawls & also has also started this new thing this week - I call it a half-walk - He gets up on one knee (like he's going to propose to someone) and then kind of steps/drags his body (including the other knee that is planted on the ground) along behind him - It's very hard to explain this phenomenon and even harder to duplicate it - Go ahead, try it!! He must have some powerful quads!! But anyway, I'll try to take a picture today to show it to you ~ it is totally cute! We are excited for his first birthday next Tuesday the 24th! We are celebrating with a small party at our house the following Saturday - The kids have decided that we are having a "Candy Land" theme - I guess this is sort of a tradition with our little family, the planning of the birthday party theme. We usually start planning the parties way in advance - Sometimes it's the day after their birthday & they are already trying to decide what next year's theme will be! I still can't decide if that's a good thing or not!?! Anyway, I have to go & get back to my creating & painting of giant cardboard candy canes & gingerbread people!!

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Urklay, urklay, urklay...

For those of you who aren't familiar with the extremely hard to crack code I have utilized in my post title - It is what many scholars like to refer to as "Pig Latin". It's where you take the first letter of a word and put it at the end of the word and ad -ay to it!
Yes! The title of my post is "Lurk, lurk, lurk"...My reasoning for this title is two-fold. First of all I want to tell you all that I can see by the counter that somebody is reading this blog, but not many people leave comments to me~Therefore, you are lurking! You don't have to have your own blog to leave a comment...So, I challenge you to learn something new - Leave me a comment...Say "Hi!"
The second reason is to tell a funny story about the origin of the title of my post. Back in 1985 when I used to hang out with my friend Wendy and we would do all the fun silly things that 14 year olds do (did I mention that she had a really cute brother who was a year older than we were?) Anyway, we used to have so much fun together all of the time that Wendy's parents wanted to check on us to make sure we weren't getting into some kind of trouble or something, so her father would kind of walk by her room door & hang out to listen in on what was going on. If we were in her living room watching tv, the same thing...hanging around...just passing by...Lurking! :) So Wendy & I used to make up a code for it & crack up even more...We'd know he was right around the corner checking on us so we'd look at each other & go "Urklay, urklay, urklay!" I know to many of you this sounds silly & all & actually, it is.
But the funniest part of this whole story is that Wendy & I are still friends to this day AND I am married to her cute older brother (so actually, Wendy & I are sisters-in-law now) AND when we are at their parents' house sometimes her father still does it! URKLAY - URKLAY!!!

Monday, January 16, 2006

Funny Picture...



I took this picture to put in a thank you card to Dan's Aunt & Uncle who gave the kids this laser tag set...but everytime I look at it I keep cracking up at it...it makes me think of the two characters in the movie Sixteen Candles ~ The two guys who were friends with "Farmer Ted" aka Anthony Michael Hall~ I don't know why but I just keep cracking up so I thought I'd share this funny picture with you all!

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Caught in the Act...

Did you ever have one of those days where everything goes crazy & you feel like every time you turn around there's another mess to clean & you're just totally exhausted and the days not over yet (I still had to go to church & teach my class to the 3 & 4 year olds!)...Well, that was me yesterday!!
By about 6:00pm I was cleaning up the dinner dishes & loading them into the dishwasher ~ but of course, I got called into another room (as most Moms do countless times a day!) & forgot that I left the dishwasher door open...
Well, let me give you a little background information about the drama that goes on in our house between me, the dishwasher & a little guy named Jake. He has a bionic ear when it comes to me loading the dishes into the dishwasher...No matter what room he is in, when he hears the dishes clanking, he does his superfast crawl (and I'm not joking - this kid is a fast crawler!) & it's a race against the clock to see how many dishes & cups & utensils I can get loaded in before Jake gets to me & I have to quickly close the door ~ Otherwise he quickly empties all of the stuff that I just put in! It's actually quite comical to watch if you're not the one participating.
Anyway, to continue with my original drama... last night after dinner while loading the dishwasher, I got called into the other room - (probably the bathroom to help Matthew or something!) Then I was on my way back to the kitchen when Danny (who was watching tv at the time) asked me to hang out & sit down for a minute - I was so tired at that point & of course would rather snuggle on the couch next to him than do housework, so I joined him for a bit ~ I totally forgot about whatever I was doing before & actually felt relaxed for a minute until I heard a strange noise...Clang, clank, ding...I flew off the couch because at that moment, I now remembered what it was I was doing 5 minutes before - LOADING THE DISHWASHER!!! I flew into the kitchen to see Jake on the floor with a bunch of the dirty utensils next to him...
It was at that moment that I had two choices to make in a split second - I could A. Scream at him "Noooo, Jake, you'll get hurt & you're undoing all of my work that I've already done & Mommy's so tired!!" & then start to cry because of shear exhaustion & despair & the fact that Jake would now be crying because my yelling frightened him or B. Decide that life is too short to freak out over every little thing, and yelling at my children is not going to do anything productive to change the situation & to thank God that he didn't get hurt & just say this is life with a toddler and then go grab my camera to capture the moment for posterity!
I chose Option B...

and here he is...caught in the act!

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Talking Trash...

Here at our house we live on a county road where the speed limit is 40 mph...but of course, people do at least 50 mph much of the time...It is usually busy only during rush hour times - the rest of the day and night it is pretty quiet, though...Well, there is no sidewalk in front of our house so when we put out our garbage and/or recycling we either put it on the small retaining wall we have at the end of the driveway or right next to it...Anyway, whenever the garbage/recycling men empty our cans & go to put them back, they kind of just slide them back to the end of our driveway - (I guess they have such pressing schedules that they couldn't possibly have the time to actually put the cans back where they got them from...that would be too much to ask).
Well, their lack of attention to detail on their job results in our trash cans being knocked over into the road by the very large tractor-trailers thundering past our house during the morning rush hour...By the time I am able to get out there I actually have to walk down the road past my neighbor's house to retrieve the cans, which by then have been obviously hit a couple of times by various cars & trucks as they went by. I then walk back with my crumpled trash cans, trying to push out the dents from the inside to the best of my ability, and put them behind our deck until we go through the whole entire ritual again in a few days...
Well, five garbage cans later I have gotten smart about this & it has become my mission to run out as soon as the garbage/recycling truck pulls away to get my can (I emphasize the word can because we were so tired of buying new trash cans & having them smashed, now we only have one!) and bring it back to the house as quickly as possible so no one sees me in my just-woke-up hairdo, coat over the nightgown with workboot style that I am usually sporting at that time of the morning...
Anyway, we seem to have resolved the trash can issue, but the recycling one is another story...Our lovely township-provided blue recycling can got hit a few weeks ago & is now in three pieces...It has been sitting in a pile on the side of our house because frankly, I just couldn't figure out what to do with it! It is plastic, so do I "put it out for recycling"? I was afraid that they wouldn't take it...Well, today was the day! I just got tired of looking at it (plus I needed more leaf bags - yes, leaf bags - We're finishing up raking all of our leaves since it was snowing in the beginning of December here and they were covered in a blanket of snow & ice. ) I piled the three kids into my van & headed on down to the Dept. of Public Works to recycle this smashed recycling can & inquire about having them replace it...Well, first of all - They only provide one can for free - if we want another one we have to pay for it - I am not even going to go there & discuss how the reason that we need a new one in the first place is because their workers caused my free one to get smashed to bits!
After my conversation with that guy, I drove over to the recycling bins & was about the heave the pieces of my recycling can into the big bin when a guy comes out of nowhere (& totally scared me by the way) & tells me that I can't put it in there - I was like, "It is plastic, right?" Then I got a quick lesson on the different types of plastic, their different numbers & the little recycling triangle found on plastic bottles, etc...After that, he told me I had to drive it over to the very far wall & put it over there...so I did.
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Well, I just wanted to share my trash story/ saga with you all. I wish I had a funnier story to share like my sister-in-law Mary has about a stray cat & two crazy dogs, but she refuses to get her own blog & just sends out e-mail blogs! Maybe someday she'll get her own blog, then I can put the link on here & you all can read her funny stories & see all of her great pics that she takes! Come on Mary, don't leave me alone in the blogsphere...

Monday, January 09, 2006

Are You a Rebel With a Cause?

I read this article this morning and I felt that I just had to share my thoughts on it...

We have so many friends who we used to hang out with before we all had children and we love them - They are cool people - But once we all had children our different parenting styles emerged and many people do not teach their children how to behave...They just take the easy way out & try to look the other way at inappropriate behavior stating "kids will be kids" or something like that...& now we don't hang out with as many of those friends as we used to because of the way their children behave - Not only is it annoying, it is not a good example for our children...

As parents (whether we homeschool or not~besides, don't we all as parents actually homeschool our children right from the start?) Anyway, as parents we are our children's first teachers of morality and ethics (among other things like manners, hygeine, etc)...of what is acceptable behavior in society...it is our job to teach them right and wrong so that they grow up to be productive members in society...I am just tired of so many parents today who are actually afraid of their children...Afraid to tell them "No" - Afraid to make them a little bit upset...Afraid that their children won't like them anymore or whatever it is that makes these parents act the way that they do! Maybe a lot of these parents act this way out of guilt because both parents work and are away from the children for many hours in a day...
I just want to encourage those of us "Rebels with a Cause" who have the strength and desire to set a standard of behavior for their children and hold them accountable to it. It is definitely not an easy road to walk down...It takes a lot of persistence and energy because consistency is the key, but the rewards are great!

Here's one example I remember...when my daughter Becky was about one year old and decided that she wanted to play in the dog food every time she had a chance. It would have been really easy for me to just remove the dog food bowl everyday and alter my way of life that existed in our home before she entered into our family...but my husband and I realized that we were a family before we even had children and that each child we gave birth to has to fit into our already existing family. Anyway, instead of catering to Rebecca's whims (they start early with their demands, don't they?) we had to teach her that it was not acceptable for her to play in the dog food. After repeatedly telling her "No, no" and moving her away from the bowl (which felt to me like 1,000 times a day) I had so much joy and pride in my efforts when she finally crawled towards the dog food bowl, paused for a moment, looked at me & then at the bowl and then back at me again & then continued onto some other area...VICTORY! It's worth it!!

I also remember the time when our son Matthew was a toddler (between 1 & 2 years old) - He was our active child (actually, he still is, but I digress) - Anyway, at every meal we would put him in the high chair to feed him and he decided he wanted to stand up! Well, that is not acceptable in our house - Dan & I don't stand on our chairs during meals so why should our children? This is just how we look at things in our house - Call us crazy! I would physically have to pick him up & reposition him back into the high chair continuously during the whole meal - (All children will test the limits and try to get their way - It's human nature - I would worry about my children if they didn't do this) But we just refused to cater to this desire of his not to sit down in the high chair. I have many friends whose children did the same thing and they actually allowed it (I guess because it does get tiresome to be consistent with your requirements) I actually watched them as they continued to feed their children in their highchair while the child stood up, danced around, threw food on the floor, etc. & the parents just accepted it. It baffles me how these intelligent adults can be lead around on a string by a child!

Of course we all have to make some concessions - Like right now Jake is emptying the entire contents of my tupperware cabinet and playing with it all over my kitchen floor, but I wanted to actually write a blog entry with semi-coherent thoughts today, so now I have to go clean - At least he wasn't sitting on my lap slapping me in my face the whole time because he was angry at me because his desire was for me to entertain him and I wasn't! Anyway, I copied this article written by Lori Borgman that I received from Crosswalk to share with you all.

Parents: The First Teachers of Morality and Ethics
Lori Borgman, Contributing Writer

With small children being arrested and handcuffed at public schools -- a little girl in Florida and a little boy in Wisconsin -- kindergarten round-ups may be substantially altered. "Children, this is the craft center where we cut and paste. This is the reading center where we look at books, and this is the holding room where you will stay if you go berserk, your parents refuse to come and we are forced to call the police." So long naps, snacks and story time. Read them the Miranda in terms a 6-year-old can understand. It is a tail-wagging-the-dog state of affairs when 45-pound tyrants punch, hit, slap, kick and are able to hold adults as virtual hostages. But why wouldn't the little darlings be able to do such things? The schools' hands are tied, which is not wholly unlike being cuffed. As aggressive as many teachers can get these days is to kneel down and say, "We're going to put the toys away now. Please pick up the toys. You don't want to pick up the toys? Well, it's time to pick up the toys." That is one "please" and two rounds of cajoling too many. Super Nanny and the ladies with British accents and woolen capes from Nanny 911 are at times prone to employ similar tactics. "Are you angry? Why are you angry?" "You want to say bad words? Here, go into the bathroom and say your bad words into this square of monogrammed toilet tissue."

The emphasis is on what we want and how we feel, as opposed to whether our behavior meets minimum competency requirements. It is no longer, "Did you do the right thing or the wrong thing?" but "How do you feel about the thing you did?" We no longer ask, "Was that a bad thing to do, or a good thing to do?" We ask, "What did you feel when you cursed your classmate, heaved the brick and spat on the teacher?" Feelings have trumped standards. Feelings are not bad things; it is good to feel loved, to feel wanted and to feel valued. But feelings are inadequate to fuel the engine that drives the train. Feelings can be self-centered, deceptive and malleable. The self-esteem movement was based on feelings and it turned out to be a shortcut to the reflecting pool of narcissism. The best thing a parent can do in a culture where feelings trump principles is refuse to play along. You don't need to roll up the sleeve of your T-shirt and tuck a pack of smokes in it, but do think of yourself as a rebel -- a rebel with a cause. Lovingly teach your child that there is most definitely right and wrong. For thousands of years this has been the role of the Judeo-Christian ethic, to provide an objective benchmark for behavior. Teach your children that there is acceptable behavior and unacceptable behavior, appropriate speech and inappropriate speech. Teach your children that feelings do not trump standards; self-control was meant to trump feelings.

In his farewell address from the oval office, Ronald Reagan said, "All great change in America begins at the dinner table." If we are to recapture a common denominator of right and wrong, it will begin in homes with conversations between moms and dads and growing children. If you have never thought of yourself as a teacher of morality and ethics before, now is a wonderful time to begin.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

We Like Spike...

Rebecca has been interested in horses for as long as I can remember...She had Barbie horses, Little People Barn & horses, etc...She kept asking me if she could ride a horse and take lessons & I remember saying "Maybe when you're older like seven years old..."
Well, Becky turned seven this past August & reminded me of what I had said to her a few years ago about riding lessons...Dan & I talked to her about taking lessons and that if she chose to take them that she may not be able to do a lot of other activities because of the costs involved, etc...She chose riding lessons...She has been going every other week for the past few months & absolutely LOVES it! As I was taking her to her lesson yesterday (in the rain & Jake woke up from his nap when we got there) I said to her "I hope you really appreciate me taking you to these lessons!" She replied, "Yes, I do Mom, it's the best thing in my WHOLE life!"
Yesterday she continued to practice trotting & posting & she even practiced posting without holding on for a few seconds...Her instructor told me that she is doing very well with her riding...I thought I'd post a picture of Becky & "Spike" for you all to see!