Again, an ever-evolving post just because there are few things sweeter than little people and the phrases they create when learning to talk.
W- "Bite me." (How he asks for something to eat.)
W- "Fork me." (He wants a fork.)
W- "I forgive you." (He was asked to say, "Please forgive me.")
W- "He bit me." (Anytime someone kisses him, and he decides he doesn't like it.)
E- "Ding-dong." (Apparently, this replaces "timber" when something falls over.
E- "That funny?" (When you're developing a sense of humor, you have to ask.)
E-"Just body?" (He had 2 layers on. When I removed one shirt, he wanted the other one off, too.)
E- While in a store, I said, "We have to pay." He folded his hands and began to PRAY! (So it's not saying, but hearing the dardest things in this one. Oh well.)
E- "I play the tuba." (Said while sucking his thumb... not really supposed to do that. Fairly sure this was his way of getting around that minor technicality.)
Both- (This is a conversation overheard on the monitor.) After they had called for me and I didn't come right away they began to have discussion about where I could possibly be. "Shopping?" "To the bathroom?" "To bed?" Some days, I wish babies... some days.
"Lord, You are our Father. We are the clay, You are the Potter; we are all the work of Your hand."
-Isaiah 64:8
-Isaiah 64:8
Monday, January 23, 2012
A Peek into my Beautifully Crazy World
Hello! With this being my first official post for this blog, it seems somewhat fitting that I should share some of my background story with you. Admittedly, this isn't my first blogging experience. However, I am going to be more tenacious about posting more consistently than past attempts. (Mind you, I am writing this while two 2-year-olds [Things 1 and 2, as we affectionately call them.] are as of right now attempting to put their ride-on tractors on the couch next to me so that they can ride on the couch. See photos below if you don't believe me. Keep in mind that this is merely a small selection of situations I've found them in and had the camera ready.) Let's just say there are a few challenges to being able to write. Plus, I've never truly been a journal-er, which leads into the next point. (Brief break for photo introductions.)
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| Here's an official introduction to "W"/Thing 2 (in red) and "E"/Thing 1 (in blue). Gotta love the expression on Thing 2's face! |
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| W getting into the roll of paper towels. |
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| E riding his tractor on the couch. Can't make this stuff up! |
I may not be the most eloquent or entertaining writer, but I have decided that I need an outlet to share, reflect, and put events of my crazy, chaotic, beautiful life into perspective. I have had to totally work on re-identifying myself the past two years. (If you're catching on with the timeline, it's had to do with the life changes that kids can bring.)
I taught elementary special education for seven years. I loved my job, the people I worked with, and especially loved working with the students. However, when we found out we were expecting twins, it seemed a logical decision to stay at home and work on bringing up some (hopefully) successful, compassionate, and Godly human beings. Seems like enough of a job. Thus, I have entered a new phase of my life as a stay-at-home mom.
I taught elementary special education for seven years. I loved my job, the people I worked with, and especially loved working with the students. However, when we found out we were expecting twins, it seemed a logical decision to stay at home and work on bringing up some (hopefully) successful, compassionate, and Godly human beings. Seems like enough of a job. Thus, I have entered a new phase of my life as a stay-at-home mom.
I've not only had to re-define who I am and what I do, I've had to re-define my friendships. Most of my friends came from school, church, and teaching. When I decided to stay home, I neglected to realize how much my friendships would, likewise, change. I know my friends still remain my friends, but they're busy with work and their own families for the most part. My close friends that decided to stay home live in other states for the most part. Sometimes, this can be a lonely stage of life, if you let it.
To counteract that I've tried to do several things. We've joined a MOPS group. I've signed the boys up for story time at the library. My sister, also a stay-at home mom, and I have decided to trade babysitting times in order to run errands kid-free.
We've also decided to attend a church closer to our house in order to make friends that live a little closer. (We were going to a church 20+ minutes from out home before.) Oh yeah, and I'm trying this blogging stuff out, too!
While I am entirely blessed to be able to remain home with these bundles of boundless energy, I find my patience, bounce, and legs can't keep up with these two... most of the time, it seems. So far today, I've had to stop writing this six separate times in order to handle small emergencies and answer the phone. (Once during that sentence.) So forgive me if this seems choppy in areas. I'll try to proof-read the best I can, but I am just writing from the heart first and editing later... if at all.
Basically, I will try to entertain, enlighten, and educate my audience, but this is also about getting my thoughts down and being able to look back on them. Hopefully, I'll be able to learn and grow from this experience, as well. My life might sound dull on paper, but believe me, there are adventures and surprises that lurk under the seemingly lackluster surface!
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