It’s Thursday! That means rush out of school as quickly as I can, pick up all the kids, feed them and get to the church by 5:30. We run the sound board at church and thursday’s we practice.
As a person growing up Catholic where the only obligation I ever had to church was Sunday morning, I have a very unusual relationship with the Methodist Church my family goes to now. We are there 3 days a week because we are so involved so sometimes I walk through those doors and I feel like I’m home and other times I walk through those doors and I think about all the things at home that need my attention, but I return every week because even tough the dishes need washing and the laundry needs folding I love being involved at the church.
So back to today….
Practice has run late because our music man added a new song and lots of members of our band were missing…so when we were done at 7:15 I went to the nursery to pick up the kids. As usual they had done a little craft and with Valentine’s having just passed they colored hearts. Jillian comes through the door saying “Mommy I have to give my heart to Jesus”.
Being the smart little girl that Danielle is she says “How are you going to do that, he’s dead?” Jillian explains that she is going to go up there and give it to Him and then go home. I wasn’t exactly sure what she was planning on doing with her hearts but I took her into the sanctuary when I saw the Praise team was praying and we joined in the circle. She smiled at me the whole time her daddy was praying out loud and kept her little bitty hands next to those hearts. She had a plan and she wasn’t going to let anyone stop her!
The prayers end and everyone turns to leave when Jillian sees the wooden cross on the Alter and makes a bee line for it.
The mom in me kicks in because it’s her bed time and we haven’t even had bathes and tomorrow’s picture day and we still have to drive home and …. and …. and…
Jillian stops me, stomps her foot in that red headed three year old way and says “Mommy I’m not leaving until I give my heart to Jesus!” In that moment dishes, laundry, bed times don’t matter any more. I realize that this girl is serious and I need to not let this moment pass. So I ask her if it would be ok for her to put her hearts up there by the cross I take a picture and then she gives them away. I’m thinking our Pastor and Children’s Minister would love them. She agrees!
As she smiling the proudest smile, I’m crying the happiest tears. I’m thankful for the reminder from a little girl about what is most important.
It’s Day 10-
It was after a party that included fireworks when I woke up here but I’m not sure where “here” is. I can tell you that there are no piles of laundry and all the clothes are tucked neatly away in the drawers like they should be. The kitchen is spotless and the living room is able to be lived in.
There are kids here. The oldest is easily embarrassed, the middle one always knows where her shoes are and the youngest can dress herself at only 3 years old. All 3 of them call me mom.
If you were planning on sending help…please don’t!! I’m not sure who these aliens are who have kidnapped me but they are friendly and treating me well.
So far it has been a great 10 days!
So remember that little trip to the Caribbean we took in August? Well going into the trip I knew exactly what my souvenir would be but first I had to make sure it was legal to make!
I made sure that we were going to a beach because I wanted my girls to see a real beach. Before we left the ship I talked to the customs guy to make sure it would be ok if I brought back a small ziploc bag of sand. After he looked at me like I was crazy he said it would be fine. But hello..this beach is beautiful!
So I took a piece of the Grand Caymans home with me…but that wasn’t the end of the sand story.
I also took a picture of a magical moment for the hubster. When he got to snorkel for the first time.
So after getting home with all my tools it was time to put my treasure together.
After buying Teeny Tiny Olaf just for the cruise and turning him into a very special part of the cruise I decided that he needed to be a part of this special souvenir also.
I filled the bottom of a shadow box with the sand all the way from Grand Cayman, piece of coral and Olaf.
Now I forever have a little piece of the Caribbean in my home and a great memory.
I let Jillian kiss Olaf before we put in him the sand, but when it was all done she didn’t like it. She told me it made her sad to see him stuck behind the glass. She has a new Olaf and we explained to her that he was bought just for the cruise so he’s happy.
We have also decided that every trip we take from now on will have a little Teeny Tiny mascot and will end up in a shadowbox with the perfect picture and the perfect piece of the place we visit.
When you party at a kids party you get home in time to make a post before the year turns! So here it is!
Christmas cookies! You know what I’m talking about, rolling out the dough, picking the best cookie cutters, waiting not so patiently for the cookies to cook and then they had to cool. Oh Emm Gee it took forever for them to cool. After that agonizing hour of waiting the kids are done and over it! If cookies are going to get decorated that night it’s going to be by mom!
So you try a few different things. You buy the rolls of dough because you are thinking one less step right? Or you try the make the cookies the weekend before you want to decorate them so you are ready. Doing this you end up with hard cookies if they make it to the freezer before daddy gets ahold of it.
I love the tradition of decorating sugar cookies at Christmas! I have some very fond memories of evenings with my mom and Aunt Mary decorating cookies late into the night. I also have memories of people getting grumpy and bored with the cookies, but still feeling “you have to do it..it’s the holidays”.
I tried to be easy on the kids with this tradition. I wanted them to have it…but I didn’t want the arguments. Some years we skipped them all together because frankly no one ate them. It became more of a “let’s make a mess to get some pictures real fast before everyone gets angry”.
That is until this year! This year the Angels of baked goods and Christmas traditions shone their light on our house! This year I got this amazing idea from the great interwebz. This year changed Christmas traditions FOREVER!
Do you see those cookies in front of Jilly? They look like sugar cookies don’t they…well they aren’t.
They are Walkers shortbread cookies! In Christmas shapes!! It’s like a Christmas cookies coloring book just waiting to be covered in mounds of powered sugar icing and sprinkles! Look at those shapes, they are all the ones we would have made! Maybe need a snowman, but really I’m kinda over building snowmen living with a 3 year old!
I bought the cookies for $4.99 at Wal-mart *, I got my pictures, they kids got the experience and everyone won!!
So I give you my old tradition made new…and honestly you wouldn’t have known I bought the cookies if I hadn’t have told you.
* I will say that there are 18 cookies in a box, two boxes was perfect. It worked out to where there was one for Danielle and one for Jillian. The 3 year old was able to decorate all of them and NOT. GET. BORED!!!!