I am stupid. No, I refuse to say that, let's just say that the choices that I make are, well, sometimes extremely poorly thought out. I know this comes as no surprise to anyone who knows me. Well, the other day, I got the bright idea that I could put highlights in my hair, at home, by myself. I was thinking it would be nice to just have some soft, subtle blondey highlights. Now I know some people who could accomplish this and have wonderful results. But not me. I followed the directions, and while the stuff was still wet, it looked like it was evenly distributed throughout my hair, like I wanted it to be, but as it dried, and changed color, it became obvious that the change in color was only occurring in blotches centered around the crown of my head, with one really bright patch right in the front of my hair. Yeah. This was on Monday. I called the number in the package and told them how it turned out, and they are sending me my money back. We went to CVS that evening, (me in a baseball cap:) and got a haircolor that was as close to my natural color as I could find. I did it yesterday afternoon. It did soften up the harshness of the other coloring, but I still look like I lost a bet. When Nate got home late last night, he said, (and I quote..) "Oh......wow......it's, um, like, not quite blonde, and not quite red, and not quite brown......well, it's just hair, right?" Very reassuring. I still have the lightest patch right in the front of my hair, which Nate described as "something a punk teenager might do on purpose, but it looks kind of funny on you." He doesn't really care, and for that I am thankful. The conclusion I have come to through all of this is: VANITY=STUPIDITY, at least with me. I posted pictures of right after I did the first highlighting, I should take some more of it now. I think I'll be wearing a hat for awhile. Anyway, that's what my week has consisted of so far. Anybody else have any funny hair stories that might make me feel a little better? Please share. :P

Here's the really badly done highlighting job I did two days ago. It looks like someone did this on me as a joke while I was sleeping. Go ahead, laugh it up. 

You can't see the top of my head so well, but there are just splotches of color, it looks totally ridiculous. 

This is George's mischievous look, I love it! 

Ian was wearing my baseball cap this morning, and doesn't that look in his eyes just say "Trouble!" ? 

Isn't she too cute?!? 

Friday!!! I don't know why Friday seems special to me, with Nathan's schedule, it's not that differant from any other day, but it just feels better. I'm gone Wednesday and Thursday nights, and Friday I'm home, so maybe that's what's differant. I think this Friday is differant because it's the one where I box up my screaming 21 month old and send him to Abu Dhabi. (Remember Garfield used to do that with Nermal?) I'm really kidding, I love him to pieces, but some days, he is just a bear, no matter what. (how long til naptime?) Maybe Nate will be home before the kids bedtime tonight. I am really going to pray that he is able to get away. Yesterday morning, when I got up, Nate had just left, and George was standing at the window watching him pull out and he said "Daddy went home, he went home to his work." Out of the mouths of babes.... But Sunday is only two days away, and then he will be able to rest, and we can all be together. I am really excited. We are going to a differant church on Sunday. When Nate worked here in the summers putting himself through college, he went to a little country church, and this Sunday is their pastor appreciation Sunday, and Nathan wanted to go. It was such a sweet church, they even threw him a shower before we got married, and when we drove back through on our honeymoon on our way to Pensacola, they had a little reception for us. It's over an hour from where we live, or we probably would visit more. This is the first time we've been since we moved here almost four years ago. I'm a little nervous about going, but it will be fine, I am sure. You know, it seems like I get less secure the older I get. I thought it was supposed to go the other way?!? Well, Happy Friday, I'm off to get some laundry done, and I think I have some stinky diapers waiting for me, (thankyou Ian)

I went to Wal-Mart this morning. I'm still trying to get over it. Not that going to Wal-Mart is all that traumatic, but going to Wal-Mart with my children could about give you a nervous breakdown. Ian was doing his whiny crying thing all morning, (which probably means more teething) and George was in full force argue and constant question mode. I have really been trying to get across to him that it is not okay to argue, or say "But...." after I tell him something, and it is a constant battle. He is so stubborn. He must have gotten that from his father.....yeah. :P Speaking of his father, Nathan has another 80 hour week coming up. He says he just doesn't remember it being this hard last year. The hours were just as long, and it seemed like he was involved in just as much, if not more, but this year, he really seems to be getting more tired and more stressed about it all than usual. He still does wonderfully, and I think at work no one would ever know he was stressed at all, but when he comes home, you can just see it on his face. I need to spend more time in prayer for him. I have so been loving the devotional on prayer that Dans has been doing at WAH, it came at just the right time for me, and the Lord has really used it to convict and encourage me. Well, I've got to go shower while all the munchkins are snoozing. I'm bringing the kids to Awana with me tonight, because Nate knew he wouldn't be home til later. They'll have fun in the nursery, I just hate to push their bedtime back any. The Lord knows, and it'll be fine, I am sure. Oh, if anyone reads this, got any good ideas for Mother's Day? I was wanting to do something really special for my mom and mil this year, like a mother's ring or necklace or something, but I'm not sure what yet. If anyone has any ideas, let me know! Thankyou!!!

I'm sorry

I should not post when I am feeling "grumpy." I should not get grumpy in the first place. Last night the Lord really convicted me about what I wrote yesterday. In reading back over it, I noticed that I said that the attitude of the church we visited seemed self-righteous and judgemental, but that is exactly how I came across yesterday.

What right do I have to "critique" my brothers and sisters in Christ? None.

So what if they don't worship like I do? So what if they place emphasis on other areas of Christian living than I do? Any one of the people in that church could look at my life and point out all sorts of inconsistencies, arrogance, pride, self-righteousness, and an array of other sins. How dare I get up on my high horse and make judgements about their motives or thinking when only God knows their heart?

I was just goint to erase it, but I think I want a reminder of my foolish pride to shame me from getting that way again. If anyone read it, I am asking for your forgiveness for myunChristlike attitude. There was no need for it, and it could only do harm. I am amazed at God's longsuffering towards me, in my naivete and my pride.

Just venting...

Why do Monday mornings always seem depressing to me? I think it's because I so enjoy having Nate around on Sundays, and then his absence seems more stark on Monday. And I hate mornings. If I had one of those things on my blog that showed what mood I am in today, it would say "GRUMPY." Not that I have ANY reason to be grumpy. I am extraordinarily blessed, secure and have every reason to be happy. I'm just...well, I'm just feeling grumpy. We went to a differant church last night. Nate best friend's parents were visiting their son, and his dad was preaching at his church. Nate stayed with them for a little while during college, and wanted to see them while they were down here. I had met them before while we lived in Pensacola, but I had never heard the man preach before. He is a very nice man, but I had quite a few theological bones to pick with him. Not that I did, of course, that's not my place, but just being in that church gets me halfway to a panic attack, the atmosphere is soooo judgemental and self-righteous. I think that put me in a bad mood right off the bat. I would not have chosen to go there of my own volition, I was only going because that's the only day of the week that we get to be together as a family, and I didn't want to miss that opportunity to be with Nathan, since he was going with or without us. Maybe it's because I am from the North, where it's rare to hear "Amen" in a church service regardless, (not that that is how it should be) but being in a church atmosphere where you hear it constantly just seems a little contrived. The whole "independant, fundamental, baptist church in the south" thing has always bothered me slightly. I think I would agree with them on doctrine, it's just the surface stuff that gets to me, and in the grand scheme of things, it doesn't matter a bit, but this is my blog, and I already said I was grumpy, so I am just going to complain for awhile. It really seems like a pastor that the church liked could get up in the pulpit and say just about anything, and they would "Amen," and "Preach it, Brother" to the hilt. It just seems distracting to me. I don't go to church to hear catcalls, and it just seems so routine, like, it doesn't matter what's being said, that's just what you do in church. I can just see their little wheels turning "Okay, six words have come out of the pastor's mouth, time to say Amen....okay, now ten more, time for the Preach it!...alright, and now he's slammed his Bible down on the pulpit, so that calls for an Amen! with my hands waving...okay, a few more words, time for an Amen! with clapping, and maybe a Hallelujah!" So that just gets on my nerves. I have a hard time concentrating on what the pastor is actually saying when people all over the auditorium are talking at the same time. And I think the pastor plays his role just to get that sort of response. You know that man last night spent half of his "sermon" just talking about how wonderful "independant, fundamental, baptist churches" are. While I am critiquing, does it raise a red flag in anyones else's mind when you hear a preacher say "And don't you wait until you feel like 'God has called you' to do something, if your preacher tells you to do it, you do it!" HELLO?!?!?! What happened to the individual priesthood of the believer? What happened to the Holy Spirit in every Christian? What happened to Christian liberty? What happened to common sense?!? I think that bothered me more than anything else he said, but what really got me was the amount of Amens and apparent agreement from the congregation that this was gospel truth. It just gave me chills. Anyway, I am just so thankful for our church. Not that it's perfect, no human institution ever could be, but one of the things that really attracted Nate and I to our church was the pastor's humble conveyance of his belief that it's not his job to be the Holy Spirit, and that we are all personally responsible before God for our lives. Of couse, it is tha pastor's role to lead and to set an example, and to confront sin in a Biblical manner when he sees it in his flock, but it's a dangerous place to put yourself in to try to take the place of God in someone's life. Well, enough venting there. I hope everyone else's Monday morning is going along less grumpily than mine. Hey, it's almost noon, though, it's almost over!!

I forgot to take Grace's four month picture yesterday, so here it is, a day late. 

Here's George scrubbing the floor. Service with a smile! :) 

The boys were "helping" me clean this morning. Here's Ian sweeping.  

Happy Wednesday

I just have a few minutes before the kiddos wake up and I need to start getting supper ready and go to Awana, but I wanted to write what a wonderful day Monday was. (Except getting food poisoning, but i'll write about that later.) George and Nate had a wonderful time camping. I know George will be talking about it forever. I was so glad that they got to do that. I put a new battery in our camera before we went to the park, however, and when I got it out to take a picture of my husband swinging on the monkey bars with the boys( just call me Jane ;) , it was dead! I don't know what happened, but anyway, Nate didn't have a camera to take any pictures of their camping. He didn't mind, but I was really bummed. They had a great time, though. They got back at lunchtime on Monday. We all had lunch, and got the kids down for a nap, and then Daddy and Mama had some gooood times together. Much needed afternoon lovin', and I'm still smiling. :P When the kids woke up, then we decided to go into town. We don't very often get to go anywhere except church as a family, so it's always fun to go do anything. We took some movies back, got some more, and then went to Zaxby's for supper. I had another great grilled chicken salad, but I don't think the chicken was cooked enough. I started feeling kind of funny that night, and then spent all of Tuesday in the bathroom, sick as a dog. Needless to say, I don't think I'll be having Zaxby's again anytime soon. I even had to call Nate's mom and beg her to take the boys for the day. I was sooo glad she could, she is always so helpful and wonderful. But, back to Monday night. I had some stuff I needed to return to Target, and we just walked around there for awhile, then got the kids home and in bed and watched The Incredibles. It was good, not quite as funny as we were expecting, but good. Definitely not something my kids will be watching, but we enjoyed it. We were pretty tired by that night, and went to bed early. It kind of felt like a mini vacation, from the time he got home on Saturday night until Monday night. We had such a great time being together as a couple, as a family and he and George had some good Daddy-son bonding time. I just fall in love with that man over and over again. He is such a blessing. Oh, speaking of my amazing man, he has once again been published in a nationwide publication. Last fall, I think it was, one of the companies that they buy their pool chemicals from decided to feature Nate's main store in a brochure. They took all sorts of pictures, and got lots of quotes. Last week, Nate brought home a national pool and spa magazine, and in an ad for that same chemical company, another quote of his, with his name and business, was featured. I was so excited. Of course, he acts like it's no big deal, but I could tell he thought it was pretty cool. I was so proud of him. He's so good at so many things, and although he puts on quite a front of being so proud of himself, and yet "humble in his humility", he really is unassuming and so endearing. I love that man to pieces. Well, I'd better go, I think I hear munchkins. Oh, I am reading a great book that I think every married woman should read. I hesitate slightly to recommend it, because I haven't finished it yet, but I was blessed and convicted again today by what I read in it. It's called "Romancing your Husband", by Debra White Smith. Go get it, and read it now!!! :)

Monday morning. It's really quiet here this morning. Nate took George camping last night at the McIntosh Reserve down the road. People always comment on how well George speaks, and I tell them it's because he practices ALL the time. So, it's very quiet here this morning. Of course I miss it, but it's nice to just have the noise of two little children instead of three every once in a while. I'm so glad it worked out for Nathan to be able to take the day off today. Thursday night the phone lines at work were struck by lightning, so all day Friday he was trying to reconnect the phone and computer systems. At the end of the day on Saturday, he still was having a hard time getting the accountant's computer to get back online and he was getting really frustrated. If he didn't get it fixed then, he would have to come back in on Monday to get that up and running. He told me that he just started praying. He told the Lord that he had tried everything he knew to get the computer fixed and he was at the end. Nate said then it came into his head to try something differant he hadn't thought of. He plugged in the cable, or whatever, and waited for the screen to come up on the networking page. It started doing the same thing it had been doing and looked like it wasn't going to work again. He closed his eyes and told the Lord "I know You want me to take the day off on Monday and spend this time with George, but I need this to work to be able to do that." When he opened his eyes, it was working!! I was so moved when Nate shared this with me, not only because it was evidence of the Lord working in the details of his life, but because Nathan is very self-sufficient, and has a tendancy to rely on his own strength. To hear that he was relying on the Lord was so encouraging. I really feel like the Lord has been "pursuing him with His love", (to steal a line from a song) and really making Nathan's situations force him to cry out to God for help and sustenance. I have had such a burden to pray for him lately, and to tell Nathan what I have been praying for him. I've been trying to leave him notes, just encouraging him and telling him how much I appreciate him, and it's interesting that the more I try to tell him how much he means to me, the more he means to me. I have been so proud of him lately, just in the uprightness of his character and the decisions he has made to do what is right in some situations at work. His patience and his strength in circumstances that the Lord has put him in really amaze me. I am really so lucky to be married to him. I hope we can spend some time together today after they get back from camping. Saturday night we had a fun time. All the kids were in bed by 8:30, and Nate wanted to play a game, so I let him beat me in Canasta. I know he was excited about having the next two days off (two days in a row, that's soo wonderful!!!) and he ran to the gas station to get some soda and chips and a big candy bar for us to share. It was so fun to do something with him like that and spend some fun, kid free time together.

Well, I am going to go spend some time with just Ian, something we never get to do. God Bless!!

Interesting...

I took a quiz this morning to see which denominations I agreed with. I thoughjt it was interesting. I don't know how to do links (and I'm too lazy to learn how) but Misty has a link to this from her blog www.ourhomeschooljourney.blogspot.com

1: Baptist (non-Calvinistic)/Plymouth Brethren/Fundamentalist (100%) 2: Congregational/United Church of Christ (79%) 3: Baptist (Reformed/Particular/Calvinistic) (75%) 4: Anabaptist (Mennonite/Quaker etc.) (74%) 5: Presbyterian/Reformed (67%) 6: Pentecostal/Charismatic/Assemblies of God (61%) 7: Methodist/Wesleyan/Nazarene (60%) 8: Church of Christ/Campbellite (56%) 9: Seventh-Day Adventist (56%) 10: Anglican/Episcopal/Church of England (47%) 11: Lutheran (39%) 12: Eastern Orthodox (37%) 13: Roman Catholic (18%)

Yesterday was so busy, but everything went pretty well. In the morning we packed up and I left the boys at their Grandma's house, then went over to the church to wait for my Awana girls. Our spring outing was yesterday. We went to Cochran Mill Nature Center in Palmetto. They had a reptile house and an outside bird of prey exhibit. I strapped Grace on in her Snugli, and we hiked a long trail through the woods. It was really pretty on the trail, with wildflowers beginning to bloom and waterfalls along the stream and dam. It was kind of an interesting experience, we started out with all the girls and one teenaged leader in front, and her mother, another older mom and me in the back. As we got hiking, the distance between the groups widened, and I found myself in an oddly metaphorical position. Do I belong with the young girls, or the older, experienced moms? At first I tried to stay back and in conversation with the other moms, but they were going so slowly, and I was really loving being outside and walking, and wanted to keep a slightly brisker pace. But, I couldn't catch up with the younger girls. I spent most of the morning just me and my baby girl, just barely in sight of the group ahead and behind. I love walking, hiking, being outdoors, but usually I like to do it with at least one other person. I don't like to be the leader in any way, I like to hide in a group. It got me thinking that that's kind of the place I am in in my life. Most of my friends are the more experienced homeschool moms and I haven't started homeschooling yet, and my kids are still little. I don't feel like I really belong in their "group" if I were to classify those as the qualifiers. I suppose there are certainly other ways that we have much more in common, but I still feel so far below, like I'm just a little girl pretending to be a grownup. Then, I have other friends, some my age or younger, that may be in the same physical place I am, with small children, but I just feel like I am on a differant path than they are. I feel halfway in-between both groups most of the time these days, and it's not a feeling I relish, but, yesterday, having it so clearly represented to me gave me some time to do some thinking before the Lord. I feel like the Lord was saying to me "Yes, I know you have always found security in hiding in groups, but maybe now I have something for you alone... you need to look only to me for your acceptance and your sense of belonging. Maybe I want you on a path all by yourself, so that I am your only Companion. Maybe you will see My footprints, hear My voice more readily if that is all that is around you." I kind of feel like I've been floating in my spiritual life lately, and maybe a feeling of isolation given by the Lord will induce me to seek deeper levels of worship.

After our hike, we ate lunch and I brought the girls back to the church to meet their parents, then I went to Carrollton to drop off some stuff at the consignment store and then go to the Social Security office. I finally had all the paperwork I needed to apply for Ian and Graces' social security cards. It was rather an ordeal, going through all the paperwork, getting things verified by the health dept., explaining why I had my children at home (on purpose!!) and why they didn't have immunization records. The lady I was dealing with was really nice, though, and after about an hour, they had everything filed and we should have the cards within 10 days!! Which means that we can claim all our children on our tax return this year and file an amended return for last year and claim Ian, and then we will have lots of moolah!! I told Nate I didn't think there was any reason why we couldn't have the basement done by the end of the year, especially with plenty of money to do it with. He grunted something that sounded negative. I don't think I ever posted that that so called "well recommended plumber" turned out to be a moron. Well, more precisely, we got the distinct impression that he thought our business wasn't worth his time, and he didn't want to mess with it. After he left, Nate told me that he was a traveling evangelist on the side and that he was a close personal friend of the pastor of a church that good friends of ours had left last year. Let's just say that the church and pastor were oh so much more pharisaical than Christ like and knowing that this man was a personal friend of that pastor did not speak well of his character. I have been meaning to ask around at church to see if anyone else knows of a good plumber that we could hire to do the job. I hate to just call someone I don't know of without a recommendation from a friend.

After the s.s. office Grace and I came home and I called Karen to bring the boys back. It's kind of frustrating that they don't take naps at her house. I don't know if it's because of something that she does or what, but I hate it when my children don't get enough sleep, although I am so thankful for her willingness to help. I called Nate at about quarter to 6, to see if he would be home anytime soon, to which he answered no, so I packed up the kids and took them to the new Subway that opened yesterday about a mile from our house. It was fun, the boys thought it was fabulous, and I don't miss Nate as much when I'm away from home. I got him a sandwich to go and when he came home a little after 8 he ate it then. I think he is planning on taking Monday off. He wants to take George camping. It will be so fun for them. I was really hoping that we could go to get our family pictures done in the morning when he took a day off, but if they go camping, I don't know if it will work out. I might just go get the kids pictures done, and maybe we'll get a family one done after Ian's birthday in July. I made bread last night and it was a total flop. This is why I don't try to be creative in the kitchen, it is usually a complete disaster. I had some Ezekial mix and was going to make bread, but the mix didn't make quite enough flour as I needed, and since the mix had beans and lentils and things already in it, I thought maybe I could grind up some dried split peas and use that for the extra flour. Bad idea. It made the consistency better, but the bread smelled funny, turned black and is hard as a rock. Oh, and it tastes pretty crappy, too. That was three loaves, totally wasted. I was sooo not happy. To spend all that time, and ingredients, making bread and then have it turn out inedible because of my stupidity is veeery frustrating. Oh well. I think I'll stick to my regular recipe today!!
Well, I have to go, Ian and Grace (oh, and me) aren't dressed yet, and I reeeeally need to get laundry put away this morning.

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The boys in their ties and suspenders. Ian has chocolate dribbles on his shirt. His smart Mama gave him an M+M.  

Grace all dressed up, Queen FrooFroo, but she was so cute!! 

George getting the sticker from his egg 

Ian on Easter 

It's Sunday afternoon. Nathan went to Home Depot right after we got home from church and got a ton of "lawn"stuff: lime, hay, grass seed, bug killer, plastic edging and slate chips for in front of the house...He is out there listening to the Nascar race on the radio and washing the front of the house right now. I was kind of bummed that the one afternoon a week we get to spend together he had to be out doing things, but it REALLY needs to be done, and he always feels so great after he's spent some time out getting dirty and working hard. Am I totally crazy or is there anyone else out there who thinks a dirty, sweaty, working hard man is totally sexy? I love it when he comes in with dirt all over his clothes and wipes the sweat off his bald head with his muscly arm. Of course, I don't really care for how he smells, or for getting the dirt out of the laundry, but he sure looks good when he comes in. :P He hardly ever gets to "get dirty" any more. Nate worked his way through college putting pools in here, working 80-90 hour weeks in the Georgia sun. He was so buff and so tan when we got married. (Of course, I still look just as great as when I got married, ha ha ha...) His job now is just mentally taxing, not physically. I know some days he would just so much rather be out digging a hole than managing the retail side of the business. He's talking about taking the winter off. Well, not physically, but mentally. Okay, that sounded weird. The pool business is extremely seasonal. March through about July is ridiculously busy, and the other months, especially the winter, are really slow. In years past, he has worked on all sorts of projects for work in the slow season, tried to make improvements in everything, and still ends up working more than he needs to. The owner of the company has already told him several times this year that he has too much on his plate, and he shouldn't be working so hard. Yes, that's right, his boss told him not to work so hard. That's just how Nate is, he HAS to be working, thinking, improving, making things more efficient, etc. or he just goes crazy. I have tried in the past to redirect his creative walloping work ethic towards home and family, but have never been too successful. Maybe this fall and winter will be a good time of that. I'm not pinning any hopes on anything, though. The man will need a break, he doesn't let himself relax. I am just hoping that this winter can be a good time of refreshing for him.

We had the birthday party for his mom last night. Mom and Dad came over, Ross was working with Nathan yesterday so he came with him and Caleb came a little later. I made crockpot creamy chicken, wild rice, steamed veggies, and biscuits. I got done almost everything I wanted to, except getting decorations put up. I think Karen liked her presents. I got her a picture tree from Target, I thought it was really cute. It was a pewter looking tree, about 8" high, with double sided oval shaped picture frames hanging from it. I cropped and printed out pics of the grandkids and put them in 4 of the 10 spaces. We also got her a really cute photo album with a suede cover that said "Grandchildren" on it and had some cutesy little saying embossed on the front. George had picked out a little porcelain bunny planter for her. He told her what is was as soon as she walked in the door. I made her a wheat free chocolate cake which tasted good but had a really crumbly texture. After mom and dad left, Caleb got out the nintendo and started playing Tetris. I wasn't going to play, I haven't in a few months, but then Nate said "You guys have to see my wife play Tetris, she is a total rock star." (Just a side note, him saying that totally made my day!) So, after I put the boys to bed, I played a few times. I just find it so relaxing. It was fun. Caleb and Ross left at about 11, then Nate decides we need to watch a movie! He's sick, too, I thought he'd crash as soon as they left. He fell asleep before the movie was over. I think he just wanted an excuse to make some microwave popcorn. So, we got into bed at about 1:30, real time because of the clock switch. Then I couldn't fall asleep. I was tired, but not exhausted and I just lay there tossing and turning for hours. Grace nursed a few times in there, then I woke up at about 7, thinking George would be up any minute, then I remembered the time change, and went back to sleep. He didn't get up till almost 8. I know this makes no sense, but because I have absolutely no clock in my head, even though I "lost" an hour, I felt like I got to sleep more because George didn't get up till 8, as opposed to his usual 7. You'd think I'd be tired now, but I am totally awake.

George is out "helping" Daddy, and Ian and Grace are asleep still. Grace is sleeping on the couch with her little fingers intertwined in the blanket Misty gave her at her baby shower. She is so in love with that blanket. You can just see her calm down and get happy when I give it to her. The boys never got attached to a blanket this early. They are both little Linuses though, and need "their" blankets to fall asleep. George has the blanket I had when I was a little girl. My grandmother made it for me. Karen sewed a new blue edging on it for George. Ian's blanket was made for him by a lady at our church. It has animals all around the outside edge, and his name and birthday in the middle.

We aren't going to our life group tonight, Nate wanted to get this lawn stuff all done today. I'm kind of glad, though, because the kids are overtired, and then maybe Nate and I can spend some quality time together tonight. I rented some movies the other day that we haven't watched yet, maybe we'll do it tonight.

I just have to say, I am amazed at how much better I feel today than I did last Sunday. I know it hasn't been my diet changes, that couldn't have worked so quickly. I really thought for sure my endo was back to stay, and this is the first day that I have had no pain. God is so good to me. He is so gracious and loving and merciful.

Well, I have to go play at WAH now. :P Happy Lord's Day!

I love scream free days. Unfortunately, this is not one of them. So far, all three have taken turns doing it this morning. Right now Ian is belting out a good one in his high chair because he doesn't want to eat the rest of his lunch. I think his teeth are bothering him once again. That kid takes sooo long to get teeth in, and he is such a bear while he's doing it.For once, George is eating and Ian isn't. It's usually the other way around. Grace is sleeping in her swing, but I think she is going to get hungry soon. I have a lot to do today, to get ready for my MIL's birthday party here tonight. I am such a list person, I need to write everything down and see it for me to organize what needs to be done first, etc. Ants are crawling in a stream in through the cracks around my kitchen windows. I hope Nate can take a day off here sometime and spray everything for bugs. We have fire ant hills outside, too, that need to be taken care of. Well, this is a really pathetic short post, but I have to run. I just wanted to post while I was eating my PB and banana sandwich. (no T, no T) I'll post more Monday!!