Showing posts from July, 2014

The 'Stache (part 3)


The 'Stache (part 2)


The 'Stache (part 1)

What a pack of 99 cent mustache stickers can do to my children...

A Week's Worth

Things to note in the last week:

We had 5 additional people in our home for almost a week

Thought the kids had strep but instead they had foot and mouth virus. Fevers and sores in their mouths. Very sore throats. Thankfully it didn't last too long.

Peter got burned at Starbucks by kids hot chocolate. Lid came off and burned his chest, legs, mouth and chin. temperature was way too hot. Thankfully got cool water on him quickly and instead of a 2nd degree burn it was only a first.

We were given a used fridge! Now I have two fridges. Amazing. This was also filled with groceries by our generous guests.

Given an organizing re-do... some very helpful creative organizing done in the kitchen. Such a huge lift.

Started chiropractic care for our whole family. Excited at the healthy changes we've started and will be continuing!

Mike preaches this Sunday "How the Gospel Applies to Life's Everyday Disappointments"

Michael has "surgery" scheduled this week. He will ha…

Failing, Food, and Why God is not a Genie...

One of the ultimate tests I've been confronted with in the past several months is whether or not I could love God even if I never lost a pound.

 I remember my heart racing as I washed dishes and feeling God gently bring this up... "So Jennifer, would you love me? Would you accept me and trust me? Would you believe I am still good.... that I still have a plan for your life.... even if you never lost another pound?!"

Oh ouch, God. I mean, don't you want me to be healthy?


Don't you want me to exercise?


Don't you want me to turn to you for comfort and in moments of distress?


Then how can you ask me that????

"Is your love for me conditional? Is your love for me based on what I'm willing to do or not do in your life?"

Oh... Lord. Have I turned you into my own personal genie? Have I made you small that I think that you should answer all my wishes... and be at my beck and call... 

And so this surrender. S…

Letting it Go...A Diamond in the Rough, A Baby Moose in the Buff

Sometimes you go to a friends house and end up with only 1 pull-up... because your son pooped in the other one...And then when you get there he proceeds to go down a slide that ends in a baby pull full of water and gets completely soaked. And then the pull-up he was wearing is ruined. So you let him run around naked the rest of the time. Because you know when you leave you only have one pull up to put him in and no clothes (because they're wet)... and your friend is kind and gracious and lets you keep your kid naked because she knows if I put the pull-up on then and there he will ruin it by going down the slide AGAIN.

So thanks Jess. Thanks for putting up with my child's nakedness and the chaos that descends when my fabulous 5 descend upon your Terrific Trio.

And the beauty of being with a good friend is you can get naked. Not literally. All my clothes stayed on. But I could bare my heart and soul. I could be vulnerable about  my inabilities and failings and my turmoil and gr…

Surfin' on the sand

June 2014

Mothering Moments

The laundry is rumbling in the background. Washing. Drying. I just finished vacuuming, sorting blocks from legos and magformers from shapes. I throw away trash. Put away dirty dishes. Gather dirty clothes. I straighten the bathroom again, the toilet paper roll left bare now replaced with a fresh roll. The excess toothpaste in the sink. Wipe it up.

I'm interrupted by a cry of "I've got blood," which means another bloody nose.

Dishes sit in the sink, the scuzz of leftover smoothies too strong to be removed without a decent soaking in hot water and soap. The kids are playing outside. Running on the porch. Riding bikes. Yelling demands. Shrieking with delight. Barefoot at the moment because they're "only on the porch."

There's much more to be done. Load after load of laundry to be done. Clean sheets to be put on stripped beds. Sweeping throughout the house. The bathroom floor cleaned. Trash taken out. Zucchinni bread to be baked. Kids to be kissed. Coun…

A visit to Nashville last week...