What time is it?

Lucas and Noah have been hard to settle down tonight.



After putting them back in the bed for the 2nd time, I heard familiar sounds of electronic toys playing music. I walked down the hallway to see a glow of light coming from their room.



Peeking in confirmed my suspicions. Lucas had turned on the light and both boys were in the floor playing.



Of course, as soon as they saw me, they quickly jumped back into their beds.



I stood beside Lucas and said, "Lucas, what time is it?" expecting a reply of 'night-time' or 'time to go to sleep' or 'bedtime'.



" I don't know," he said.



"Yes, you do. Tell me what time it is," I demanded.



"Ummmm.....3:30?"



The firm discipline flew right out the window as I began to laugh.



I couldn't even finish the discussion.

Giants in the land

Lucas is supposed to be taking a nap when I hear strange sounds coming from his room.



A few seconds later I hear



"Mommy, what do you think I'm dressed up like?"



"Lucas, why aren't you in your bed taking a nap?"



"I want to know what you think I'm dressed up like."



"I don't know. Why don't you tell me."



"I'm dressed up like King Saul in his army" (translated, I have on King Saul's armor.)



Curiously, I walk back to his room to see him standing at the baby gate that blocks his escape from his room, dressed in pull ups. He had gotten into a box of pull-ups that were in his closet waiting to be used by Noah.



He had one on his head....a helmet I was told.........and several others wherever he could get them.



"King Saul is just letting me use this while I fight Golaith," he said.



"Okay, Lucas, you go fight Goliath then you must take a nap," I told him.



"It'll only take a minute. I'm going to do it real quick," he said and off he went to fight imaginary giants.

Birthdays and Batteries

I've been talking about it for sometime now, but today is Noah's birthday!



We had his party Saturday night. It seems like Christmas has already come to our house because there are new toys crowding up the family room.



speaking of new toys: Kyle has a theory that the major toy companies have deals with battery manufacturers. Every toy Noah got for his birthday requires batteries. Not just one battery, but more like 3 or 6 batteries per toy. And there is no off switch. The toys are made to "automatically turn off after 2 hours of non-use." Which means, "We want the batteries to work overtime even when your child is not actually benefitting from their source of energy."



So, until some bright person develops a way for modern toys to run without batteries, we'll just keep on stocking up whenever there's a sale.

A laugh

I laughed this morning when I looked at the ads atop my page:



HotMommies



Maybe "they" should look at my content a little more closely! :)

To be a Mary

I've been thinking a lot this Christmas season about Mary. Having 3 little boys now, I can't imagine what went through her mind as the angel told her that she was going to have the son of God. What an awesome responsibility!



Did she fully understand what it would entail? Did she realize exactly who she carried in her womb? Did she know as he grew that he was God in human flesh?



What was it like to watch Jesus, all God yet all human, learn to sit up, crawl, walk, and talk? Did he have a smile that captured the hearts of everyone who saw him? What was his laugh like? Was it contagious?



Did Mary ever stop to think why she was chosen? I know she must have thought, "Why me, Lord? Who am I to be mother to the son of God?"



Did she ever second guess her decision? After all, so much was at stake. She could lose Joseph, her fiance. And her reputation.......well, that was certainly down the tubes.



Did she ever think she wasn't good enough? Did she think it seemed to be an impossible task to be mother to Jesus?



Yet she accepted the task with a willing heart.



"I am the Lord's servant, and I am willing to accept whatever he wants. " (Luke 1:38 NLT)



Lord, may I be like Mary. Willing to accept whatever it is you ask of me, no matter how much I don't understand or how great the task may seem.

Today

Well, the recital went off wonderfully. It was so short, though. One of the dad's told us after it was over that he brought a book in case it got too long! It's not going to be a long recital if there are only 3 students playing and 2 of them have only been taking for 2 months. Just not much you can do with that. It was very nice, though, and everyone seemed to enjoy it.



I have spent the day cleaning my boys' rooms. They were in dire need of it, though it doesn't do a whole lot of good. 15 minutes later and there are toys all over the floor again! I'm teaching Lucas to clean up, and he does a decent job, but Noah comes right behind him pulling things out again, so Lucas doesn't really get motivated to clean anything. Guess I wouldn't either.



The rest of today is devoted to folding laundry. Yes, folding. It's all been washed, and is lying in big piles on the floor. So, now it's folding time! Whoo Hooo!

And your name is????

The other day while dropping off a prescription to the pharmacy we use, I had the following conversation.



Pharmacist at drive thru window: Can I help you?

Me: Yes, I need to drop off these prescriptions.

Pharmacist: Noah *******. The ******* boys. You've been here before.

Me: Yes, quite a bit.



Now, is it just me or is it a bad sign that the pharmacist remembers us out of the hundreds of prescriptions he fills a day.



We've been there WAY too much, I think!