Sunday, February 26, 2012

A little Dose of Reality

The not yet face of 2

More time on the stool

My sweet baby girl as turned into an independent, strong-willed, some times defiant screaming crying, "NO" yelling , occasionally hitting machine. Gone are the days of cooing, rolling over, scooting from room to room where the biggest problem you have is poo up the back ;). Where parenting consist of loving, nursing, feeding, changing, bathing. THIS is where the rubber meets the road so to speak. Where care taking meets true parenting. Lines must be drawn, boundaries set, where consistency is your only real guide.

This is where we are and this is the picture of our reality. I have found with each child there are MANY more similarities than there are differences as far as early childhood beahvior. Children are children and they ALL do childish things. They ALL push limits, they ALL throw fits, they ALL have tantrums, they ALL need discipline. HOW they need it may differ, how they respond may differ. All three of mine have been the same in some ways and different in others. I would have to say Caleb was the easiest.

Where he was often a whiner, and his whining could make you climb the walls believe me! He was not defiant like the girls. He was much more obedient. I stern look could whip him back in line. Khloe could take discipline like a champ she knew the punishment would fit the crime and would take it on the chin and keep on going. Sophie seems to be following right in those foot steps however a little more willing to push the boundaries unless 7 years is clouding my memory, there's a good chance :)

I have found through those 7 years I have changed also. I have raised two kids through the baby, toddler, early childhood phase and I have forgot what is was like. It is HARD to be this consistent. I find myself letting Sophie throw fits and ignoring them, walking in the other room trying to pretend I don't see what is happening on the floor right in front of me! Believe me when I tell you, THIS IS NOT MY STYLE!!!!! I DO NOT IGNORE!

I am tired though I have been there and done that and I thought it was over and here I am for round three doing it again...OI! I did not miss this part. My husband is gone the greater part of Nov-March. I am often a single parent I do not tell you this so that the violin starts playing and I can sing you a sad pathetic song. I merely say that so you understand the next part of the story. My husband does not often see the daily grind of our life.

He hears what I choose to tell him or what Khloe and Caleb choose to tell him now. He sees what little bits of life we share when he is home and the rest well is a mystery to him. The other day however he was witness to a Sophie tantrum..wowza it was a doozie! She is kind of a Momma's girl, OK she is a Master Manipulator at nearly 2. I was going to leave to pick up a movie and this is something I do not do in her mind LEAVE! Apparently she fell out on the floor and ended up peeing all over herself as a result of this horrid fit! Yikes glad I missed that one!

Anyway all had calmed down by the time I got back he handled it the way he saw fit which I am completely in agreement with. We then later had a conversation that I NEVER want to forget. My husband rarely offers advice to me with the kids. He is confident in my abilities, he trusts me, he sees the fruit. We mutually decide how to raise. This night however he hit me with a TON of bricks.

He said I don't want you to take this the wrong way but what are we doing to discipline Sophie when she acts up? I mean I am not here all the time but I sometimes see you ignoring things that should be handled. That with the other kids we never would have let go. I said you are right. I am trying but sometimes I am overwhelmed. Or I forget or I just don't know what to do with her.

His response yes you do! You have done it two times before. We have two great kids we don't need a stinker at the end. THEN HE HITS ME WITH THIS... "She deserves better." I could have burst into tears right then and there. He is right she does. She doesn't deserve my sloppy second parenting, my left-overs of what ever I can muster up, my inconsistencies. She deserves my best! I promise my sweet baby girl to give you my all just like the rest. Get ready baby girl training day has arrived!

Friday, February 24, 2012

John 1 in Latin

If you do not know, in Classical Education you learn Latin. Khloe has been learning the words that make up John 1 since the beginning of the year. After Christmas she began to put the words she learned into sentences and is now learning and memorizing the English and Latin translations of John 1. This is her first attempt at reciting the whole thing alone. She made a few mistakes but all in all she has done an amazing job and I am very proud of her for working so diligently.

In the beginning was the Word, and the
word was with God, and the Word was God.
He was with God in the beginning.
Through him all things were made that were made; without
him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life
and that life was light of men.
The light shines in darkness, but the darkness has not understood it.
There came a man sent by God; his name was John.
He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so that
through him all men might believe.

Friday, February 17, 2012

This Moment {this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

ORU Golden Eagles Summit League Champs!!!

It feels like yesterday that I was writing about the season starting and here
we are at the beginning of the end. This year has been great! Our team
finished #1 in the conference, WOOHOO! For those of you who do not
know what this means it is good, really good and we are guaranteed
post season play because of it. It has been exciting to be a part of such
a wonderful group of players and Coaches. I have a special place in
my heart for ORU because it is where my husband and I met and
started dating. I love the university what is stands for and the
belief that miracles DO happen everyday :) Congratulations
to the Golden Eagles, let's keep this ball rollin'!!!

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Shoemaker With No Shoes

My Father growing up used to use the expression "shoemaker with no shoes". I always thought this was funny and never really understood until I was older what it really meant. I do a lot of sewing. It started out as a hobby then small business and friends. Since the beginning it has turned into quite a growing small business that between homeschooling, basketball, cutting hair and daily life keeps me pretty busy.

I used to have time to make my children whatever I wanted but now I find myself making everyone else things and my own sewing projects are tossed to the side and my children end up in the category of the shoemaker with no shoes. Meaning the shoemaker makes shoes for everyone else that he has none for himself. Quite funny actually.

I have decided recently to cut out some projects which means saying no to money but yes to finishing projects and wish list's of my own. A happy trade in the end. Here is a little pinafore I have had on the back burner for sometime. It turned out to be precious and I am so glad I took the time to be the shoemaker WITH shoes!

From rags to riches... how a yard of fabric turns into a dress

*sew Front and back 2 pieces*

* iron down seams*

*pinafore should begin to take shape*

*sew bunting triangles*

*pin bunting inside dress bottom sew to secure*

*finish edges and iron*

*rags to riches*

Sit Deep and Come Often

A friend of mine recently got this for me and I have to say being the emotional person I am I almost cried when I read it. I LOVE this little framed piece of goodness. It says what I want to say to every person big and small that walks through my door, spends the night, the afternoon, the morning. Comes for coffee, for a haircut, for a sewing project, for a basketball game over the radio, for cookies and hot chocolate after school. That comes for play, for work for company for books and everything else in between. Our door is wide open for all of you, I hope when you stay you feel loved, you sit deep and come often.

It may bother some to have people coming in and out, dropping in and stopping by but I rather like it for now.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Happy Valentine's Day

My BIG valentine is out of town so we will be celebrating Sunday, hopefully after another couple wins are under our belt and a successful recruiting trip! Caleb missed school today because he has been running a fever but he was not sick enough to pass up valentine donuts and OJ. He is my February baby and a very loving boy so I thought it perfect to have this picture wishing all you lovelies a Happy Valentine's Day! We heart you!

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Have a lovely weekend! {this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Thought of the Day

“I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element. It is my personal approach that creates the climate. It is my daily mood that makes the weather.I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous.

I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration, I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal.In all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis is escalated or de-escalated, and a person is humanized or de-humanized.

If we treat people as they are, we make them worse. If we treat people as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capable of becoming.” ---- Goethe

A dear friend posted this quote and I had to share because it is absolute truth for me in my daily life. She is also a home schooling mother of three, an artist, a musician, a FABULOUS cook, an avid reader, a dreamer and second to my sister and kids has the best laugh I have ever heard. Her blog~Happily

Sweet Pia-Pie

Sweet Pia-Pie

Our Darling Doll, Khlo

Our Darling Doll, Khlo





and lil-ol-me...

and lil-ol-me...