Thursday, May 26, 2011

Off The Top of my Head...

I never got my pictures of the girls in their Easter dresses uploaded here. Stink!!
School's out for summer. Sigh...
I am shocked and saddened about the wreckage happening through out the mid-west due to storms.
Dave's Grandpa has cancer in his bladder. The treatment for his cancer is unknown at this point. We should know something about his treatments next week. Dave's Grandpa and my mother-in-law are in need of a lot of prayer.
Julia had a preschool graduation today that I almost missed. I didn't even know there was one until this morning. (How Embarrassing!) I almost got "the worst mother of the year award", but I worked it out and took off work to be there! Julia is not actually graduating from preschool though. She will be in preschool one more year before starting kindergarten. She just happened to be the youngest kiddo in her class.
We missed Julia's dance class tonight because school got out early, and apparently I am extremely dependant on the regularity of our schedule. Plus, I can't seem to remember what day it is lately. I almost forgot that I have to work tomorrow because the amount of time I have been able to work has been so sporadic with the girls getting out of school and all that I am not sure whether I'm coming or going.
Hopefully we will have someone to watch the girls this summer. It'll be some long days for them if they are here by themselves all day. (Just kidding-I wouldn't leave them here alone. My house would be an even bigger wreck!)
I saw today on the Dr. Oz that show that drinking two cups of tea per day will help ward off ovarian cancer. I guess I will be obsessively drinking two cups of tea per day for awhile...(not that I'm complaining- I like tea.) After watching the show, I was worried I had ovarian cancer for about 30 minutes. (This is why I can't watch the Dr. Oz show.) I decided that I was just being a hypochondriac, and that I don't need to worry about having ovarian cancer until I have some real symptoms. But, it did cause me to go ahead and schedule my yearly. Yuck!
I really wish we had some rain in Houston. I wish we could borrow it from Arkansas.
Did I ever mention here that Lydia is completely potty trained? She has been for about a month now, and I'm so proud of her! She has started demanding that she get to wear snow white undies exclusively. Not gonna happen though.

A project from Julia's school:
My mother's hair color is light blue.
She is 13 feet tall.
Cooks me dinner, makes me lunch, and tells me not to disobey the teacher is what she does best.

(This information is extremely good to know.--I guess I should correct my driver's license hair color from dark blonde to light blue.)
It's past my bedtime. I try to get to bed early because if I don't, I start thinking I'm wildly hilarious while writing on my blog or making facebook comments. (I usually end up embarrassing myself.) Plus, I get the munchies really, really, really bad. So, Good Night!! Love, Amber

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Bedtime Prayers

Beware: You may experience cuteness overload. Proceed with caution.



These are the precious little prayers the girls learned in school this year. They pray them in the morning and before lunch. Although I ask them what they did in school every single day, it wasn't until I went during school hours that I learned about these sweet prayers. I went to the school last week b/c Lydia's teachers wanted to celebrate her birthday early because she has a summer birthday. She got to wear a paper crown, go in front to be sang to at chapel, eat mini cupcakes with friends and see me during chapel and lunch. It was so much fun. I am so glad that I got the opportunity to experience what really goes on there. And, in case you were wondering, my girls will be going to the same school next year! Love to you all, Amber

Friday, May 20, 2011

Buggin'

I'm stressed. I'll probably hate myself for writing this later, but honestly, I don't want to pretend like our life equals roses and rainbows all the time. Sometimes life is hard. And sometimes I overreact and become anxious over nothing. But, I just don't like it that we had to spend $3000 (that we don't have) on maintenance on our van in the last year. I also don't like it that we are going to have to spend $750 more this weekend on yet another engine maintenance tune up. I don't like it that Dave's car heaved it's last sigh as it died two weeks ago, and that we had to buy another one. I don't like that Dave's Grandpa is bleeding internally and that Dave's mom, who is recovering from surgery herself, has so much to go through emotionally and physically as she cares for her father. I don't like that I feel like I work so hard but stay in the same place. I don't like it that I feel like a bad mom a lot of the time because I have little patience and not enough time to spend with my kids. I feel frustrated and overwhelmed. I'll make it through as I have umpteenth times in the past. But, right now I'm not going to pretend like I like any of it. This too shall pass.... Amber

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Eaves dropping

A few night's ago, I woke up to some whining coming from the baby monitor. I got up, and went up stairs to  check on the girls. They were both sort of under the weather, and I wanted to make sure neither of them had any unwanted bodily fluids spread on their sheets. When I got up there, they were as quiet as mice and sleeping like babies. So, I went back downstairs, and went to the bathroom. When I came back out, I heard the crying/whining again. I thought it was really wierd when I heard a sound like a spurt come through the baby monitor. I was tempted to ask Dave to make the trip upstairs, but I decided that would be too mean since I was already up. So, I went up again. When I got there, the crying had stopped again. I stayed up there a few minutes to double check all was well, and then I came back down. When I got back downstairs, I heard the whining through the monitor again! I noticed that it sounded a little like a baby cooing instead of whining. So, I listenend a little longer. I heard more spurting, and thought "that sounds like an infant cooing". Along with the cooing, I heard more spurting and "talking"! Pretty soon I heard the babies parents coming in and talking to the baby. I switched channels on the monitor to keep from eaves dropping too much, thinking it was really wierd that our monitor had picked up on someone else's monitor. Kinda freaky, really. I wouldn't want someone listening to our personal household conversations over our monitor. Maybe I'll start turning it off unless the girls are sleeping.--I don't know. Hopefully, I won't be listening in on any more household's tonight! Mostly because I don't want to lose any sleep! Happy sleeping to all of you! -Amber

Sunday, May 8, 2011

My Mother's Day

On Wednesday, the 11th, Dave and I will have been married for 9 years. It feels wierd to say. I remember when I was a teenager, I  knew some couples similar to who we are now. It felt like being married a decade was such a long way from who I was at the time. And yet, here we are. Thanks be to God.

To celebrate our anniversary, my parents took our girls for a few days. Dave and I slept in yesterday, and this morning. We had a wonderful time shopping on Saturday, and hanging out the way we did before kids came into the picture. We now know the freedoms Saturdays once held- before we had our bright and beautiful kids. Weekends were still ours to do with as we pleased. This weekend has seemed sweetly awkward because it has been wonderfully slow-paced. We enjoyed making plans for just the two of us, and not packing snacks, blankets, kiddie books, sippie cups and extra clothing with us. But, like most parents, one of our favorite things to do while we are away from our kids is to talk about them. So, we did a lot of that too.

When we planned to have the kiddos go to Mimi and Papa's this weekend, we didn't realize that this was also Mother's day weekend. So, on this mother's day, I am missing my girls, but enjoying my marriage. I suppose that in a way, this is a kind gift to my girls and to us. One of the biggest blessings we want for our girls is for them to have parent's who love each other.

However, I am afraid that Julia and I are both suffering from seperation anxiety. My mom texted me a few hours ago telling me that Julia was feverish and exhausted, and I haven't been feeling like myself since last night either. I wasn't really hungry yesterday, and I've only had one small meal  all day. My stomach has been upset and my muscles have been achey, so laying around has been very nice. Instead of going to church as we planned, Dave and I stayed home and watched the podcast of what was happening at HFBC from our couch. I missed being there in person, but I feel blessed to be able to see it here if I can't see it there.

Dave and I just got done watching The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. It was amazing, awesome, fantastic, superb and fabulous. In other words, I would reccomend it highly. It wasn't exactly like the book, but the overall story was still intact, and I loved every minute of it. We planned to go to hear some live music at a local park, and go for a jog there before or after the concert, but just like our church plans were cut out, these may be as well. We'll see.

Now we are waiting on pins and needles to here word from my parents that Julia has awaken from her nap. If she is feeling really down in the dumps, we will be making an unplanned 5 hour drive to Louisiana to pick her up and love on her. I can tell you I wouldn't be dissapointed to do just that (I miss her and Lyddie lou), except that it would cut some of Dave and my anniversary time short. Either way, I'll be a happy camper.

Word just came from the rents. Julia woke up much happier, but still says her forhead hurts. She seems much more like herself though. She talked to me a few seconds, and then went back to terrorizing my parent's dog. I could hear her in the background. "Willie, willie, willie, willie. Go potty, Willie. Willie, willie. Willie."

Maybe we are back to our original plans? We'll meet my parents half way between our house and theirs, close to the Texas border after work tomorrow. We'll have dinner with them and bring our girls back home. I guess I'll just have to keep you posted!

Thanks for reading along with what's up with us today. To all my friends who are mom's: I hope you have a wonderful, fun-filled, happy Mother's Day. And to Mom, Ruth and Christie, I wish you the happiest Mother's Day Ever!!! Many blessings to you and yours! Love, Amber

Monday, May 2, 2011

Easter Pictures






I'm so sad that I haven't had the chance to post before now. I'm becoming a bad blogger. --This is a snippet of our pre-Easter activities. We had a wonderful Easter. Praise the Lord for dieing on the cross and then rising again! Love, Amber