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Friday
Jan292010

Christian's Teacher Must Have Magical Powers

Our house was full of noise this afternoon.  And a lot of loud children.  And kids who yelled and hollered.  And they were noisy, too.

They had fun.  It was a party after all.

I basically took care of the cake, and Mike did everything else, including clean the toilet.  He is a better man than you all can know.  I am not saying this to be charmingly self-deprecating...I was really not that, um, enthusiastic about a houseful of children right after school on a Friday afternoon.  Mike did everything that needed to be done so that Christian could have a good time at his party.

I want to share my cake experience quickly.  At first things were going well.  I had the bottom cake made, which was just a 9 x 13 that I transformed into a body of water with some colored frosting.  I had the body of the dinosaur placed on the 9 x 13 and frosted.  I just needed to add the neck and head of my brontosaurus and place it so that it was eating leaves off of my foliagey cupcakes.

This did not look good.  I was worried that I was going to end up with what looked like the tail end of the dinosaur and a dino poop.  A very big dino poop.

I tried and tried to make the first neck/head work, but I ended up dropping (no pun intended) it down the disposal.  I had a tiny bit of Rice Krispie treats left and made a much shorter neck and head.  Then I put a skewer through the long part and was able to stick in down into my cake.  It worked!  I was so relieved.  It didn't end up like the one in my imagination, but it was all right.

Now, since this blog isn't ALL about me (it isn't, is it?) I'll get back to Christian's party.

The first thing we did was serve hot chocolate.  Smart, right?  No wonder they were such maniacs.  Actually, half of them didn't even drink it.  But it did get them to sit at the table for a few minutes before the mayhem officially began.

Mike showed them a book that he found, which has life-size parts of dinosaurs in it.  (Pictures, I mean.  Not actual dino parts.  Just to clarify.)  It was pretty neat.

There are things like life-size teeth in the book (and claws, and heads of smaller dinos, and poo-poo, too)...

Mike had set up a game of bowling (soda cans with construction paper, and a home-made boulder/bowling ball, which they enjoyed. 

We also had a pinata (I'm too lazy to figure out the little symbol over the "n" there...I know it's supposed to be there, though.  Add it in your head, please.)...

It was so funny to watch them try to bust that thing.  They hit it pretty hard, but it was a sturdy little dino.

This guy took his arms way back and then swang with all his might.  He hit the wall, and almost hit Mike. 

Michaela gave it a solid whack, but still no candy.

The kids wanted Mike to have a turn, and they all crowded in the living room so they could watch him swing.  Finally there was success!

And of course, there was cake. 

The kids seemed to have fun and Christian loved having people here.  He also opened his presents just before we ate dinner and was so happy with everything; he has some very generous friends. 

Three guesses what Christian really likes to do these days.

And now I have to decide if I'm going to wash some laundry and then some dishes by hand (our dishwasher, the new one, is being weird in the same way as that other one...sounds fishy to me).  The laundry I don't have to do by hand.  That I have a machine for. 

Sometime tonight I need to figure out a good way to let my husband know how much I appreciate him as well.  He did an amazing job with pre-party stuff and crowd control (also known as yelling-louder-than-the-crowd-in-order-to-get-their-attention-and-move-them-to-the-next-thing), and he accomplished this on a small amount of sleep last night.  If I had an award, I would give him one. 

 Something like this...

Oh, he deserves so much more.

Thursday
Jan282010

January 28, 2010

Seven years ago we welcomed a little man into our lives and into our hearts.  From the moment I laid my eyes on him I was full of all kinds of love. 

It didn't hurt that he was a particularly good looking little guy.

Michaela was fascinated by him..."It's a baby!" she said.

She was a sweet helper, but who could resist such a face?

I have a feeling that won't be the last time I hear that sentiment.

Do you know what I like about this picture?  You can see his dinner plate; he does not eat vegetables anymore.  There lies his broccoli and carrots as evidence of this fact, in his seventh year, entering his eighth.  (Shut up.  Seriously.  You did not just say that he is going to be eight, did you?)  (Why, yes I did.)  (Thank you for the heart attack.  I'll be fine, don't worry about me.)  Also, note the black object that is sticking up next to him.  It is my potato masher.  He was using it as a gun.  He is very much a boy.  Just an expert documenter here, that's all.

The truth is I can't believe he is seven.  Seven seems much different than six, more than just a year.  Seven seems very big.  But I cannot escape the fact that he will continue to get older.  It is bittersweet. 

He still likes to snuggle, though.

I am in the process of getting ready, along with Mike, for his birthday party tomorrow.  We are picking up his class and bringing them back to our house for a dinosaur party.  I have a fantastic cake planned...and icing that needs to be colored...and fondant that needs to be rolled and cut.  Holy moly.  I've got a lot to do.  That's not even mentioning the mess to clean up. 

It will be fun.  Right?  Mike said so.

Wednesday
Jan272010

The Storm

The storm it rolls in fast before me;
Darkness comes without a warning.
Sometimes darkness brings relief,
But other times the dark brings mourning.
The clouds they cover all that shines,
The rain pours like these tears of mine-
Neverending like my grief;
I wonder at His strange design.
Mysterious love beyond my sight
Promises after darkness light,
But now it is so hard to look for
Morning which will follow night.
Sorrow fills me and I wait.
I trust that He will not forsake
His daughter as those tears do pour
While storm around and in does quake.
I'll watch for clouds to part again,
For surely there will be an end
To darkness, sorrow, tears, and death,
Though we may cry out,"Savior, when?"
One day we'll hear the thunder roll
And the trumpets' noise will call
The One who gives and takes our breath,
In victory o'er His enemies all!
In this I put my hope in full
When downwards I can feel the pull
Of all the loss that weighs me down
Until the senses become dull.
I think of my own Father's Son-
The beautiful and glorious One
Who for me once wore rugged crown,
But now is brighter than the sun.

The clouds begin to fade above
As I remember He is love,
And though I may not understand,
I want to, yes, I'll trust His plan.



(My mom's friend's husband is gone from her now.  They'll see one another again one day.)

Monday
Jan252010

Please Read This and Pray for Someone Special To Me

There is a woman I know.  She is one of my mom's best friends.  They've known each other since I was born.  To say that she has had some hard things happen in her life is such an understatement.  And right now, she's facing one more. 

Her husband of a few years had a heart attack.  I'm not going to go into all the details, but it doesn't look good.  He's on a ventilator with no brain activity. 

HOWEVER, the doctor said the Lord heals.  THE DOCTOR said that.  There is a chance.  Our God is a God who has the power to heal.  Sometimes He chooses to heal our bodies on this side of heaven.  I pray that this is one of those times.  He needs a miracle that seems so impossible.

If you read this would you pray?  Would you pray that God would show His power in this situation?  We, in our humanness, see things in a certain way, and our hearts want things to be the way they were.  For things to be the way they were, or at least not to be even worse than having to say good bye, then the Lord would have to move in a way that would be unexplainable outside of HE DID THAT!  You know? 

Please pray for this family.  And for this man.  I am refraining from using their names for their privacy, but God knows each one.  I am not going to carry on, either.  He can do anything. 

Oh, that we may trust His hand, and lean heavily on Him no matter what.

I'm also going to leave this post here for a while, so that if someone happens upon it, there might be one more person to lift up my mom's friend and her family. 

You know, I think she might consider me a friend as well...My dear friend, if you read this, please know that we are praying.  I'll be on my knees.

Monday
Jan252010

Cleaning Up?

 Christian got out the Tinker Toys the other day; he can create some pretty cool things.  He seems to have an engineering kind of mind. 


You can't tell from the picture, but this contraption does all kinds of stuff; it has moving parts, things that can get shot out of it, and a way to keep it all intact when not in use.  He put a lot of thought into it.  I took a picture of it so that when I asked him to put it away it wouldn't be so hard; it would be documented!

I let him leave it up for a couple of days, and then asked him to put the Tinker Toys away.  This is his version of completing that task...

This is why it takes a long time to get any semblance of order/clean around here. 

I can't say I'm any better at the job.