Making it count.

March 27, 2015

This weekend I’m going to make it count.

I’m going to snuggle my kids in bed in the mornings.
I’m going to play on the floor.
I’m going to find ways to encourage my husband.
I’m going to read the Easter story to my boys and answer all of their questions.
I’m going to choose joy even when things feel stressful and busy.
I’m going to do something special with my family.
I’m going to smile at strangers who look like they need a smile.
I’m going to jam out to Elevation songs.
I’m going to enjoy quiet conversations with my husband.

Sometimes I forget to make it count. But this weekend, I’m going to plan on it!



Let the party planning begin!

March 25, 2015

It’s officially official.

Plans are in progress for the kids birthday parties.  Since it’s an odd year, we are doing a big birthday celebration – Landon to celebrate turning 5 and Brooks turning 3.  Since my sisters kids have birthdays at the same time, we’re doing another joint bday party. Similar to Landon and Harleigh’s Dr. Suess Party and their 1st birthday. And Brooks and Lawson’s Farm Party.

We’re going to double/double this party. That means a morning party for Brooks and Lawson and an afternoon party with Landon and Harleigh.

It will be busy. It will be adorable.  And a sneak peak of our theme:


Let the party planning commence! :)



I’m an equal opportunity mother.

March 24, 2015

Like all other moms, I want success and great things for my kids, but sometimes I want equal success for them.

I don’t want one kid playing pro ball while the other can barely catch a ball.
I don’t want one kid CEO of a great company while the other is scraping by in a minimum wage job (not a career they love).
I don’t want one kid to be a genius with a perfect score on the SAT while the other is taking special classes to keep up.

Yes, I want great things for my kids, but selfishly I want them to be equals.  Growing up, there was a lot of competition in our house to do great in school, be excellent athletically, to be strong believers, to work hard in our jobs, etc.  And I think that made us all good kids who grew up to be solid, hardworking adults, but I think about how hard it was to be compared when I didn’t measure up.  (And it wasn’t always that there was comparison from my parents, but I did a lot of internal comparing of my own – to others around me AND with my siblings).  In some activities, I’d assume I was a failure before I even started because I knew that either Heidi or Joel were better at this area.

I know that my dreams are not reality.  I know that my kids are going to be different. That one might be great in some areas and the other in other areas, but I hope that they become the most supportive brothers who truly love their siblings success.

At this point in life, I am much more excited about my siblings success than I ever was growing up. It was more about me sucking than them being awesome, knowing some areas I wasn’t enough – at least in my mind (hey, you can’t have it all – #gymnastfail). When I think back on how it felt, I hope that my kids feel differently about their strengths and learn to accept that each of them are going to be good in some things and not as good in others. And I know that those weaknesses will be areas that are character-building. I love that my kids will have to work hard on their weaknesses because they are both so strong-willed and competitive that they’ll want success.

I just pray that they embrace their brother no matter what the situation. I want my kids to love each others success. And I know a lot will depends on Dean and I – how we treat them when they succeed and when they fail.  Training them to be so proud of each other, no matter what they are doing.  It will be part ‘nature’ (how they default react), part ‘nurture’ (how we train them to think)!



March 23, 2015

Last week, Landon’s class learned about the farm and different animals and plants on the farm.  One day the kids were all asked to dress as farmers or farm animals or a crop, etc.

Of course, it was a slam full week last week and I didn’t even think about it until Wed night – and he had to dress up on Thursday.  So we talked about things he could be – daddy suggested a carrot with orange clothes and a green hat, mom suggested a cotton plant, he wanted to be a cowboy. :/

We continued to think and I remembered that we had some cotton balls in the bathroom, so we talked about being a sheep and Landon agreed.

After he went to bed, the headband was whipped up and he was ready for the next morning:


And he was the cutest little sheep ever.

On the way to school we talked about farm animals and I asked him what his favorite was:  Ponies

Then we talked about sheep. “Landon, what do sheep eat?” I asked. He thought for a second, “Hay? Grass?” Then came up with his final answer: “Sheep food.” :)


First Purchases

March 20, 2015

One of our goals in parenting is to teach our kids to be fiscally responsible.  Teaching our kids to start savings, to tithe, not to buy anything they can’t afford (i.e. don’t use credit unless you can pay for it like cash), how to live within their means and price compare.

Recently I let the boys make their first purchase. I gave them each a dollar and they bought some clearance markers at the office supply store.  They were excited to carry their package and money and wait in line.


It’s so fun to see them hit these little milestones where they learn something new.

P.S. when we were paying Landon asked, “Mom, if I give him my whole dollar, how am I going to have money left to give to Jesus?” It made me smile to hear him already understanding tithing and what it means to return his tenth to Jesus.




The not storyteller.

March 19, 2015

Lately, the kids have started getting into story time at bed.  I know part of it is to prolong the inevitable lights out-tuck in, but I love seeing them use their own creativity to create their own stories.  At night we take turns.

Since Brooks is really into dinosaurs and cars they often pepper his tales.  Landon loves to look around the room and whatever his eyes come across, he incorporates into the story.

Mom, on the other hand struggles in this area.  I don’t know why I cannot make up a story to save my life. I can usually get a pretty good start, but then it goes sideways. Either there won’t be a middle.  There is no point to the story it’s just some sentences.  Or it gets inappropriate (I must get this from my dad who told us stories of Hatchet-men in our closets – yes we were often terrified at bedtime!) like the time it somehow went from a surprise birthday party story to the kid got lost in woods and couldn’t find his way home. Didn’t even realize it until the questions at the end when Landon asked things like, “was it dark and scary in the woods?” “Were there bears and wolves in there?” “Why didn’t his mom and dad come find him?” Yep, excellent parenting there!

Lately, I’ve been trying to let them do more of the story telling so that (a) they practice using their imagination to come up with their own inventive stories and (b) so I don’t have to try my hand at it – causing potential nightmares or boredom because they are too scary or too boring!

And when it’s mom’s turn again, I’ll just stick to tried and true favorites like Three Little Pigs!



Kids Say: Worms

March 18, 2015

Brooks: “Mom, we saw a worm today at school on the playground.”
Mom: “You did? Was it big or little?”
Landon, cutting in:  “Yeah, it was a worldworm!!”
Mom: “A worldworm? I’ve never heard of it.”
Landon: “Yeah it was a worldworm.”
Mom: “Do you mean earthworm?”
Landon: “Oh yeah, that’s what it was.”


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