Mommy Life: March 2015

Monday, March 30, 2015

It'd Be Worth It

You know you might be too busy if your spouse sprains his ankle and you find yourself wishing you could sprain yours so that you would have an excuse to stay in bed for 3 days straight...

Ariana and Honor have decided to go into business, incubating and hatching little chicks to sell. They have written a cost analysis (which is how Honor was allowed to become a partner--start-up fees were a bit too pricey for Ariana alone), and they are journaling their experience to save for next year's county fair. They have even struck a bargain with Aunt Steph to hatch some of her eggs and present them to her as friendly adults. Every day, Ariana has me call Steph to find out the current egg count. When there is a dozen, the incubation will begin. In the meantime, Ariana is collecting her own eggs from our chickens. She calls it a "chicken tax" and follows them around to make sure "they pay up". I find this amusing.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

What a Relief

This week was county fair week. Since Samuel isn't old enough to compete, I left him home with Daddy while the rest of us camped (if you can call a hotel room on wheels, camping). He rode home with me today and shared the following tidbit:

Samuel: "I got to sleep in your spot every night because I didn't want to sleep downstairs by myself. Don't worry though, I wore pajama bottoms."

That's Not Quite How It Works

Ariana's birthday is Nov. 26th. She turned 9 on her last birthday. She has been talking about the cake she wants at her next birthday since January. Last month she decided to add in her gift. "I know my birthday is 9 months away...but for my birthday I want a microphone."

This month, she just skipped her birthday altogether.

Acquaintance: "How old are your kids again?"

Mommy: "Honor and Connor are 10, Ariana is 9..."

Ariana: "I'm 10 too!"

Mommy: "No you're not. You're 9."

Ariana: "Yes, but my birthday is this year so you can just call me 10."

I wonder if she'll still count that way when she turns 35...

Thursday, March 5, 2015

Little Taz

Conan has been going through a wonderful phase where he runs around like a crazy person, babbling and blowing raspberries at the end of his "sentences". He reminds me a lot of this:

http://youtu.be/Ed0Hg7stjHE

Without all the anger issues....

My Goal in Life

As with many Christian women, my goal is to live up to the ideal Proverbs 31 woman. I would like to apply all of Proverbs 31 to my life (and all of Proverbs!--and all of the Bible while I'm at it!), but especially the parts that are in bold--and ESPECIALLY the parts that are in red bold. I fall short of this on an hourly basis, but that is why it is a goal!

Proverbs 31: 11-31

Who can find a virtuous wife? For her worth is far above rubies. The heart of her husband safely trusts her; so he will have no lack of gain. She does him good and not evil all the days of her life. She seeks wool and flax, and willingly works with her hands. She is like the merchant ships, she brings her food from afar. She also rises while it is yet night, and provides food for her household, and a portion for her maidservants. She considers a field and buys it; from her profits she plants a vineyard. She girds herself with strength, and strengthens her arms. She perceives that her merchandise is good, and her lamp does not go out by night. She stretches out her hands to the distaff, and her hand holds the spindle. She extends her hand to the poor, yes, she reaches out her hands to the needy. She is not afraid of snow for her household, (ha, ha!) for all her household is clothed with scarlet. She makes tapestry for herself; her clothing is fine linen and purple. Her husband is known in the gates, when he sits among the elders of the land. She makes linen garments and sells them, and supplies sashes for the merchants. Strength and honor are her clothing; she shall rejoice in time to come. She opens her mouth with wisdom, and on her tongue is the law of kindness. She watches over the ways of her household, and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many daughters have done well, but you excel them all.” Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing, but a woman who fears the LORD, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands, and let her own works praise her in the gates.