Today came and went I made homemade chicken salad for lunch. Kids ate sandwiches and chips. Dinner was parmesan crusted chicken with loaded baked potatoes. I had passed many of my frequent snack and food stops without even wanting to stop;) 45 days to go and so far so good!
Today starts Lent. 46 days. I spent a lot of time really searching within myself to make this years choice. The choice (drum roll please) No eating out. PERIOD ZERO ZILCH. This should prove very interesting 6 people, 3 meals a day all at home. I am hoping that this will help not only my wallet, my waist and our family schedule. In the midst of this choice I failed to take into account that we are now in baseball season! Oh well looks like my market totes will be filled with food and we will be the Yogi bear picnic basket family. My goal is to post daily about this so I can keep an accurate account of this journey. Well here goes
I spend my days saying pick up your stuff, do not touch that, use your inside voice and the list goes on and on and on. It is the same list all mothers have. I am sad to say that more times than not it falls on deaf ears.
The excuse list is full.
But then today I hear really hear one of my sweet angles say this very phrase.
"MOM SAID" used like a bullet meant to pierce the offending sibling.
I sat between laughter and disbelief. Really I thought... you think that is going to work? I just told you to do X and it meant nothing. But what is funny is that it holds some crazy weight when coming out of a child's mouth.
Maybe this week I will tell one child to go tell the other whatever it is I need to say. It will then be done, because ...... "MOM SAID".
It seems like only yesterday that it was July. I am really going to try and do better. I seem to get mired down in the everyday stuff and forget that living comes first. I try so hard to keep up that I put my own self behind.
I really wanna be that all together person. It is just not who I am.
So I will work with what I got :)
I would like to ask all you moms a question. Should we not be training our children to be adults? Adults that can take care of themselves? That make great spouses and future parents to our grandchildren?
I see all these Facebook posts about I do this, and this, and this.... for my children. (side note, I love to do things for my children and family as a whole) BUT PEOPLE come on, you are making yourself crazy, your kids lazy and the rest of us..... we think you need help.
I love face book but it has turned into a flea market/ self promotion billboard. Are you doing these things so you can have a status update, to get a pat on the back or are you doing them at all.
We got up to get the house clean and a few things done before we went to Ridley's baseball tournament. I had a plan. Well as most of my plans go this one fell apart quickly and in a big way. I in an attempt to be through I some how dropped the vacuum on my right foot and broke my big toe (the nail is a lovely shade of black). Man did it hurt. The bad part is two fold, my shoes are limited as to what I can wear and I may have just given my children a reason to NOT vacuum. How could I expect them to use such potentially dangerous item.
Bright spot Ridley won TWO games yesterday!!! We left the games and went for dinner. Kevin has not been feeling well for several days. I knew we had a problem when at the restaurant he said " we need to go now and I may have to go to the ER".
We got as far as the exit of the interstate and went straight to the ER. We was in so much pain it was hurting to breath and his blood pressure was really high.
He is now the proud owner of a kidney stones. One lottery he was not wanting to win.
Today after Kevin took his nap Evan asked Kevin " Daddy do you still hurt? Kevin says, no buddy I am feeling all better. Evan then said did you drop a vacuum on your foot too?" I just laughed. Oh that boy makes me smile!!!!
Freedom is something that we have but do not really understand. I have never had to fear, truly fear for myself or my family.
I was blessed enough to be born in a country that is free. We are free because someone else paid and still pays the price.
I also have a God that has made me free.
How is it something that is so priceless cost me nothing but others so much. For some they paid with their life. We should daily take stock of freedom, what it means and how we got there.
As Americans and as Christians we have been given the opportunity that MANY will never know or have.
It can never be found in houses, land or money but in the ability to pray, choose our religion and how we will worship. We get to choose within our religion what our actions will be . I think it sad that more often than not we choose to do nothing. I want to choose better.
Freedom to me represent light. That is symbolic in both my faith and in the harbor. Jesus is my light and Lady Liberty holds a torch to show the light of freedom. Where there is light you will find truth. Deception is done in the dark. Fear grows in the dark.
As I grow in years I realize more and more just what matters and the funny thing is it was never what I thought it would be.