Did you know that if a child decides to open the sun roof of the expedition (after it sat on the driveway in a snowstorm), snow dumps into the front seat of the car.....all over mom's work stuff? Yep. Oh, oh, oh.....and the sun roof won't close again either, until mom drives to dad's work in a huff and gets his help scraping the top of the car. Fun times. Did you know that a 3 year old can call his teen brother a chicken and a girl....and mom will always take his side anyway? Yep. In a nerf gun war....the 3 year old will always, always win. Mom's make sure of it.
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the menu, the flexibility, the declaration for a new year......or something like that anyway.....oh. and a challenge.
Yesterday, Isaac asked for meatloaf and mashed potatoes.....so today, I made a plan and a trip to the store to make that happen. I guess I love with food. I also welcome any dinner requests. I got the stuff I needed and throughout my work day, got things prepped for dinner. I have a young client who is a teen mama. She lives with her mom and sisters and some cousins/friends who all contribute to the rent every month. She has asked me for 2 months, to help find them a bigger home. They are not US citizens, so its not easy to find homes to rent. People take advantage.....they have been living in a sub-standard home for awhile. One reason I like this girl so much is because she KNOWS it it sub-standard. A series of Christmas events flushed out a home that would be available for rent in January. I have spent some time this holiday trying to figure out if it was a good fit for my teen mom and her family. Today, at the time of d...
in my "fancy world".....and Renita.....and oils.
I just re-read my post from last evening and I marvel at how quickly a mood can change. Precious came raging in like a tsunami, crashing in on my peaceful reverie......and was totally out of sorts. We call this dysregulation in our fancy world.....basically she was going berserk and nothing anyone said or did was helping. Not food, not snuggles, not lavender oil or ipad.......she was just inside out and upside down and I was not prepared for the switch. I did what any distraught, exhausted mom would do at the end of the holiday week.......I texted my friend who sells essential oils. RENITA!!!!!!!!!!!! Within minutes, she had whipped up a magic concoction into a pretty little roll-on tube (we call that a roller ball in our fancy world) She called it "Special Girl roller" and its in a shiney pink tube and includes: ylang ylang, valor, cedarwood, orange and joy in jojoba oil. It smells awesome and guess what else.....after 2 application...
Reflecting
I'm sitting alone in my room after finishing our last Christmas party for 2015. I am an introvert by nature, so being with lots of people isn't the way I fill my cup. I enjoy people, and parties, but always feel drained until I can come home and turn down the lights and noise and activity and just settle in peacefully. As I do this, I can reflect on this amazing holiday season. God has been so good to me, again and again. When I think of all the people who gave and received blessings to make this holiday better, I smile. When I think of how much fun we had shopping and planning and wrapping gifts, doing our special elf game, having the secret santa happen for the school kids......I smile. When I look back on all of the good food, meaningful time spent together and memories made, I smile. Jesus' birthday was recounted, and told, and remembered and celebrated and lived out this year, and it makes me smile. I cried some tears th...
December 23: A day for Grace. Not Hechoon Jeung, my Korean senior....but God's Amazing Grace.
Has anyone else out there had their seasonal temper tantrum/holiday meltdown/falling a part moment yet for Christmas 2015? Mine came this morning. I have a feeling I'm mostly talking to all the females out there who are directly involved, if not completely in charge, of all of the holiday festivities. Everything about the season of Advent and Christmas is wonderful. I choose how much to do, and can easily choose to do less. Sometimes I do....less. As the family grows, there are parts of Christmas that Roger and the children all want to focus on. It mostly still requires mom to help plan, shop, wrap, prepare things....and with six children in the home this year, my math had to count to 6 for everything. 6 sets of gifts, 6 stockings, etc. ( Grace isn't just here as our foreign exchange student. She is now in our family.) My job involves working with families so at Christmas-time, that means more work, not less....deliverin...