She says, “It’s you and me, Mommy!” Click on the image to enlarge.
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She says, “It’s you and me, Mommy!” Click on the image to enlarge.
See more Wordless Wednesday at 5 Minutes for Mom.
Mama Loves is a Tuesday meme hosted by Tanya Dennis, High Calling Blogger and kindred spirit. Just like me, she’s a Christian and New Jersey mommy. If she were a home schooler, she’d be my blogging twin. Mark my words: the day will come when we shall meet. O, the bloggy joy that will come of it!
But enough about that. To today’s meme:
What inspired thankfulness in my children recently:
1. Peanut butter and jelly (or jelly squishy bread for Lucy). No matter how many times I make it, they eat it. I attribute it to me eating PB&J while pregnant. I called it Teaching Baby to Love Peanut Butter. I think it worked. I’m thankful for quick and easy lunches too.
2. White fudge covered Oreo cookies. There was much happiness in the land when I pulled these from my
closet the other day. Yes, I keep cookies in my closet, hidden underneath socks and underwear (this is a full disclosure blog, don’t forget.) If I want a chance to nibble on a fudge covered Oreo, I must squirrel them away until the big reveal. I’m also thankful for Two for $5.
3. A thoughtful neighbor lady. “Thank you, I love Lego’s!” That’s my boy overjoyed at getting a new toy. Yesterday, my neighbor appeared at our door with two big plastic bags bursting with educational books, activities, goodies and toys. She knows we home educate and wanted to share her old supplies she no longer needs. I’m thankful for my generous neighbor and to my sister-in-law giving us more bookshelves. Please, Santa. More bookshelves! I would never ask you to stop sending books.
How have your children shown an attitude of gratitude recently? Click over to In the Dailies blog to participate.
It’s funny how kids wreck your idea of how things should be.
Two of my children this weekend impressed me with their sudden grown-up like behavior. Another is still young enough to be considered In-Training Mode.
And the last one, old enough to know what is expected?
Disrespectful. Disobedient.
My reaction?
Anger. Frustration. Embarrassment.
And I know what the real problem is… my pride.
I worry how I look in public.
I hate looking like a bad mom.
I despise not having it all together, undone by a Little Person in my own tribe.
Am I the only mother who needs to let go of the idea of perfection and control?
I suspect I’m not.
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How much fun would it be to have one of these? Oh, to document my galloping adventures! Oh, the insane fun YouTube videos I would create!
(And it would force me to tolerate a helmet. Protected head – good. Bump on head – bad.)
What say you, Santa? Help a girl out this Christmas, okay?
My mom as a young woman, before I was born, worked at a large bank in Manhattan. As a bank employee, she was trained to recognize counterfeit bills. Down in the basement of the bank, my mother counted bill after bill, touching, feeling the money. She learned color, texture, weight of the paper.
My mom, and her fellow bank tellers, learned what was false by knowing first what was real.
Readers, do you see how this applies to us?
Never can we learn the ins and outs of all the false teaching in the world today. There is simply too much of it. Just go to your local bookstore, plug into the Internet, turn on your TV. It’s there.
Christian, be like my mom in the Manhattan bank. Recognize the lie, not by knowing what’s wrong with the counterfeit, but by knowing the truth.
Read your Bible. Get to know the words. Learn to combat the false by knowing first what is true.
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Photo: Eric Hauser