Showing posts from August, 2008

Reconciliation, Homeschooling and why I love Hallmark.

Okay, so pretty much sure today was one of the best days of my life.  I had breakfast with my daughter and my grandma at my new favorite breakfast place, The Broken Egg.  I found clothes at a consignment shop for the kids.  Great prices.  Great clothes.  Great time with my Grandma.
I had a great appt. with one of my doctors.  Thank you Jesus!  I had coffee with my brother.  Today is his birthday.  Happy Birthday Christopher.  We had the best conversation.  Literally it's been probably over 5 years since we've had a conversation this good!  Thank you Christopher for taking time out for me and for loving me and caring for me.  I'm so glad I'm your sister and I'm so glad God gave me YOU for a brother!
I spent over two hours in Hallmark with my mom.  We looked at cards and cried.  Can you say cathartic?  It was wonderful.
Reconciliation.  I feel like God is doing a new work in some very key relationships.  I'm finding Him changing me and my relationships and making th…

What Libby Says

"Samuel.  Samuel Napier you come down here young man.  You are not kind.  You are being greedy.  Sam.  You come here now Sam!"  (when Samuel was going upstairs and doing nothing harmful)
What she says everyday: -"Are we starting school today?" -"Is it my birthday yet?" -"Am I going to see Austin?" (a friend of mine's adorable 5 year old) -"Sarah is my best friend.  Alexis and Courtney are my best friends.... (and recently) Papa you are my best friend."  "Mommy you can be my good friend..." (ha) -" you can buy that for me for my birthday"  (reference to anything princess- from umbrellas to "make-up") -"On my birthday we're going to have streamers and chocolate cake"
From one of Libby's books she quotes a lot of... "pata-killers" instead of catepillars.
"Ian you are so tiny.  You're my boy."
"Mommy, Ian eats from those.  I used to eat those when I was a baby.  Now i eat…

Excuse me, I'm wonderful.

Okay, I was thinking in bed two nights ago about the power of words.  I mean, God spoke and created something from nothing with words.  Our words can build up or they can tear down.  They can bring life or death.  They can encourage or discourage.  In fact James 3 speaks very clearly on the subject, v. 2 "For we all stumble in many ways.  And if anyone does not stumble in what he says, he is a perfect man, able also to bridle his whole body.  If we put bits into the mouths of horses so that they obey us, we guide their whole bodies as well.  Look at the ships also: though they are so large and are driven by strong winds, they are guided by a very small rudder wherever the will of the pilot directs.  So also the tongue is a small member, yet it boasts of great things.  How great a forest is set ablaze by such a small fire!"
"Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruits." Proverbs 18:21  Do I want to eat the fruits of my wor…


Okay, I have some moments in my life that just make me think, "Yikes!"  Here are some.
I just left my daughter's room.  Don't ask me how but the blinds came off the window and onto her.  Scary.  Samuel's currently screaming.  (they share the same room).  Yikes.
Last week caught in a storm while trying to leave Target with the twins.  Had to unplug Michael's alarms and cords and replug them in.  Got drenched.  Crying, screaming wet babies.  Yikes.
Ian came home and had a fever and was sick for a few days.  Yikes.
I got a little sick.  Yikes.
Samuel's asthma is flaring at the moment.  Yikes.
My friend Reaghan cut her foot at my house today and was bleeding profusely, Yikes, but is okay.
Had to hold Samuel for a while and comfort him.  Now he's back asleep after wrestling with the nasal syringe... trying to suck out the mucus so that he could breathe.  Well, I'm drinking some Yogi Sleep tea.  It's helped the past several nights.  Lizzy, I'm also goi…

In my little world... otherwise known as daily happenings.

Michael is about 10 pounds!  He has chunky cheeks and a sweet disposition.  His smile looks like he is laughing and surprised.  It's really precious to watch.  He loves when I sing to him and is crazy about his pacifier. Ian is 14 pounds.  He's my chunky monkey.  He keeps getting more and more rolls. Every time I change his diaper I discover a new roll... I love it! He is sleeping through the night... can I get a praise God and pass the hallelujah!  I love putting the boys next to each other.  Whether on the bed or on their play mat it's a fun sight to see them near each other.
Libby is my dancing, singing, twirling, jumping ballerina princess.  She has an amazing imagination and tells wonderful stories.  She's quick to go and give the boys kisses telling them how cute they are and precious.  She woke me up yesterday and told me.  "Mommy, you are pretty.  You look like a princess.  I need to get you a crown."  Wasn't that sweet?  I can't get her out of…


Wondering where I've been?  Busy.  Very busy.
Hmmm... where to start? The kids are ALL bathed, fed, and chill- for the moment.  So I thought I would drop a note.
Michael managed to clog his n-d tube on Saturday. We were on our way to CHKD when the doctor called and said for us to try some seltzer and it worked!  Praise the Lord.  But not good enough for him.  He managed to surprise us on Sunday morning.  Michael completely pulled out the tube... again.  But thankfully we called ahead and the doctor got us into radiology so we were a whole day early getting his g-j tube conversion done!
It's been a busy, fun, crazy, wonderful, sad, lonely, panicky, funny, and did I mention busy, week. How is that for adjectives.
My poor little ones have been eaten up by mosquitoes.  Samuel has them on his face.  Libby all over her legs. 
It's wonderful to see Michael's face clear and free of tape and tubes.  Well I'm off to go make some amish friendship bread.  Yum.

The Truman Show... no, just my life.

Sometimes I wonder if my life is really like the movie The Truman Show.  You know the movie where Jim Carey plays the character, Truman Burbank, an insurance salesman/adjuster who finds out his life, whole life has been a tv show.  yeah, that's what my life feels like.  Except it's not a tv show... but if it were it would be pretty funny.  That ow, that's rough and I'm uncomfortable so I'm going to laugh because I don't know what else to do.  Like  my friend who laughs at funerals (don't worry J. I totally understand the response). 
 If certain aspects of my life were to be publicized it would definitely be interesting.  Maybe if I would just watch John & Kate plus 8 I would get it of my system.... I mean everybody and their mother tells me to watch that show... and no, still have yet to see it.... but it does sound cute.... and it sounds like her life is a lot tougher than mine.  I mean twins is enough... 6 at one time?  Sheesh.
I guess what I'm tryi…
A very quick abbreviated update seeing as we're headed out the door to go spend the day with my family at the beach.  Michael is going to get the g-j tube conversion hopefully next week.  We're post-poning the nissan fundus-plication surgery for now.  We're hoping to get his cleft palate repaired and then try the video-swallow study to see if he's aspirating or refluxing into his lungs.  We'll see.
I've been sad to see my friend Sara go but thankful for such a wonderful time together.
-surprise baby shower for her on Monday evening (they don't have baby showers in Sweden) -getting coffee together and huge cinnamon rolls at Bean There coffee shop. -playing with the kids and reading books in Swedish -shopping -taking all 4 kids out to Babies R'Us and then to Starbucks. -lots and lots of pictures
Well, yesterday my pants literally fell off.  Walking out of Barnes and Noble my very loose pants decided to make a dive for it.  That was amusing.  The fridge…