Thursday, June 30, 2016

First Week of Summer

     Our first weekend of summer vacation was great! The boys had their final soccer games. Grandma, Justin, Aunt Calli, and the babies were at both games. The boys loved having so many fans cheer them on! Lucas's team played hard, but lost. They received medals because all kids that age do. Logan's team played in the championship game and won! Logan was proud and excited to receive his trophy!





    The boys went home with Grandma, and we went to eat dinner and watch Captain America: Civil War. We were long over due for a date night. 


     Sunday morning, Joshua and I went to visit my Grandpa. We had been told he would be going into hospice care, so we were soaking up as much time as possible. We watched college women's lacrosse. I fed him some lemon Italian ice. It was hard to see him in so much pain. 

     Then we headed out to spend some time with Joshua's parents and pick up the boys. The boys always love jumping on the trampoline with the sprinkler. 


     Sunday night on the way home, my throat felt scratchy, but we had been out in the country so I didn't think much about it. 

     Then Monday, I woke up with the worst throat pain ever and slept most of the day. It was a good thing we didn't have any Memorial Day plans. 

     Tuesday I was diagnosed with strep. It was my first time to have it. I hope it's my last. I was so upset because I couldn't see my Grandpa. I couldn't risk passing it to him. I noticed Lucas has a small rash around his nose, but figured it was from being in the country. 

      Wednesday we were suppose to have a play date with new friends. We had to cancel that. Then Jenna was going to take my boys so I could rest. But that morning Lucas's rash had spread on his face, so I took him to the pedi. He had strep too! But his throat never hurt and it never slowed him down. It kicked my tail all week. 




     Meanwhile, my Grandpa decided he wanted a second opinion. My sister found a surgeon to do surgery on him. He had that Friday, but I still felt terrible and had a horrible sore throat, so I couldn't go. Calli told him what I wanted to say to him. Calli told me he loved me and was proud of me and the life we had made for ourselves. Grandpa's surgery was an hour and four minutes long. And it was a success! We are so thankful we have more time with him. In the meantime, I started a second round of antibiotics. 

     Sunday I finally felt well enough to leave the house. Joshua took us to Babe's for lunch. It's one of our favorite places, and I was actually able to enjoy my meal. 


     It was definitely not the start to summer vacation we had anticipated. But God was good to us in the midst of all the craziness. And I'm so thankful for everyone who prayed for my Grandpa. 

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

The Beauty of No

     I have prayed for something for ten years. I've complained to God every time we thought the opportunity was going to work our way, and then it didn't. Every time doors closed, tears were shed. 

     I have never been more thankful for those closed doors. The very thing that has seemed so burdensome for the past ten years is now recognized as a blessing. 

     The beauty of no is it means protection. A no from God is always for our good. Today I'm thankful for no. And for my people. 


Thursday, April 21, 2016

Life with Boys

     Life with my boys is always interesting. 

     Tuesday night the boys decided to place their WWE championship on the window sill above the front door (and no I don't want to know how they got it up there without a ladder), and have a no falls count curtain (since they again didn't have a ladder) match for the WWE championship. My mom walked into the front of the house to find Lucas hanging from the curtain rod. Miraculously, the curtain rod only managed to come loose, but not out of the wall. As Mom is pulling Luc off, Lo climbs the curtains to get the belt down. I'm pretty sure only God's grace kept them from getting hurt. 

     Then today I realized at nine years old Logan has figured out girls. At lunch after being made aware he had hurt a girl's feelings, I asked him about it. He assured me that he had not said that. It had supposedly happened at lunch, and I told him it was a misunderstanding. I explained he needed to make it right by letting her know he did not say that. But he was sorry her feelings were hurt, and he would not want that to happen. His response completely caught me off guard, "Mom. She's a girl. That's too much work. I'll just apologize and say it won't happen again. If I explain I didn't say that, she's gonna argue with me that I did. It's just easier to apologize and move on." 

     I probably should've had a discussion with him about how being honest is always the best choice, but I laughed and told him to make it right. Mom fail. 

     But then there are these moments when they get up, eat breakfast, get dressed, and do their quite time with the Lord all on their own. Then I think they might turn out okay. 



     I'm so thankful for these crazy boys God entrusted to me. 

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Answered Prayers

     God has this miraculous way of doing incredibly more than we ever could ask or imagine. 

     A couple of years ago, I began praying that God would transform me into the kind of friend who builds up and encourages. A friend who points others back to Jesus and the truth in His Word. I also began praying that God would give me one friend I could be completely transparent with, who would point me back to Jesus, and would tell me hard truth in love. One friend who would love me where I'm at and at the same time push me to be better than I am. Push me to be more like Jesus. 

     When I began praying those prayers, I had my own idea of what His answer would look like. My thoughts were so incredibly narrow compared to what He was going to do. 

     Over the last couple of years, He has brought several ladies into my life who are this friend. I may not speak to them everyday, but they're my people and they're there when I need them. They've seen the good, bad, and ugly. And they love me. They are wise women who know when to offer support and encouragement or call me out when needed. 

     Then God did something even sweeter. Joshua is developing friendships with some of their husbands. These are men he is making connections with. Men who accept him as he is and push him to be better, more Christ like too. My self-proclaimed anti-social husband is becoming willingly social. 

     I'm so thankful for a faithful God who answers prayers in a bigger way than I can imagine in my wildest dreams. And I'm thankful for the godly friendships He has provided for us.  

“Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.”
Ephesians 3:20

Sunday, April 10, 2016

First Soccer Games

     Both boys had their first soccer game yesterday. They played at the same time, so Grammie and I watched the first half of Luc's game while Joshua and Grandma watched the first half of Lo's game. Then we switched at half time. The boys had a blast, played hard, and got aggressive with trying to get the ball. 
Luc's team won 2-1. Lo's team won 3-1. And they're both on Team USA. 

Luc:







Lo: 









Friday, April 1, 2016

Far From A Perfect Mom

     This morning was a rough morning. The boys woke up early and grumpy in the middle of my Jesus time. Lo came first. Then within five minutes Luc was up too. I'm trying to journal my prayers and they're arguing and pushing, trying to sit practically in my lap. Luc won that fight. Lo gave up fighting Luc for a seat next to me a long time ago. The bickering continued until Lo and I left for school. I yelled. More than once. Lo and I barely spoke until we got to school. Then we said goodbye and headed our separate ways. 

felt terrible all day for yelling. And the disaster that our morning was. 

On the way home I told Lo how much I love him and how sorry I am for yelling. Then I asked for his forgiveness. 

His response brought me to tears. 

"Of course, I forgive you."

"You're not perfect mom, but you always try your best."

"I get mad at you, Mom, but when I'm not mad anymore and think over it, I realize you're right and I'm glad you don't let me do whatever I want." 

I mess so many things up as a mom, and yet God's grace and forgiveness is more than enough for each step of this journey.

I'm thankful for the privilege of being Lo and Luc's mom. And I'm thankful for God's wisdom and grace as we try to train them up in the Lord. Most of all I'm thankful that Jesus is more than enough for all of us. 

“Each time he said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.”
2 Corinthians 12:9 NLT


Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Celebrating Grammie

The      Grammie's birthday was on Saturday. Her favorite breakfast place is MiMi's Cafe so we took her Friday morning since we were out of school. The boys love the new puppy pancakes! 






     Then Saturday when we went to Kelli's for the egg hunt, Kelli surprised mom with a card from our friends, cake, and ice cream after the egg hunt. We all sang "Happy Birthday." It was such a sweet, thoughtful surprise. 


      There's really not words to describe how thankful I am for Mom and everything she does to help us with the boys and around the house. We are truly blessed. 

Happy Birthday, Grammie!!! We love you!!!