Mommy Life: December 2015

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Little Lady

My children have been showing their displeasure with each other in increasingly physical means. Obviously this is not acceptable and prompts many bathroom discussions. My boys have been told since they were little that their job as males is to protect females. Lately I've also been reminding them that I'm raising gentlemen, and gentlemen treat each other with respect.

My girls have had plenty of bathroom discussions as well.

Mommy: "Honor, I am raising young ladies. A lady controls her temper and does not hit."

Honor: "But I am not a lady! I'm a farm girl!"

Yes, I laughed.

Hiding

When I ask Conan where something is (his shoes, a book, his hand up his sleeve, etc.) he usually answers, "it's hiding!" (even if he knows where it is...).

He also enjoys "hiding" under his blankets at naptime...and eventually falling asleep.

I love this age!

Truly Thankful

There are days when I wake up and truly get emotional over where God has placed me. I get to live here. I get to have 5 beautiful children. I get to have a husband who truly is an honorable man. I get goats ;-). I do not say this to brag. I am truly humbled by this. I have been blessed beyond my dreams and I am just overwhelmingly thankful. In a world where it is considered normal to share your sorrows, I want to be sure to share my blessings. Thank you God.

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

For Samuel's Future Wife...

Samuel: "Do you think my wife will like bunk beds?"

Mommy: "You mean, for your kids?"

Samuel: "No, for me and my wife to sleep on."

Mommy: "I think your wife might like bunk beds, but she probably will want to cuddle with her husband...I like cuddling with Daddy."

Samuel: "Well, she might like bunk beds and I think they're a really good idea. They really save a lot of floor space."

So...Samuel's future wife...you have a tough decision ahead of you. Just thought you should be prepared.

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Little Milestones

Every night I pray with Conan before I tuck him in. I always ask beforehand, "who are we talking to when we pray?" and he has always either been quiet or started mumbling about something else. So I take the time to have a mini-devotional with him and tell him that we are praying to God, the One who made him, and all our family, and the trees, etc. Conan usually listens very carefully, but doesn't say a word until I finish praying.

Then he usually talks about trucks...

Last night was different. Kneeling by his bed, I asked Conan who we were praying to. "God!" was his clear and excited response. It was the first time I'd ever heard that sweet name from his lips. Such a blessing!

I started my prayer, "Dear Heavenly Father..."

"Wait, wait, wait!!!" His pudgy little hand shot out and grabbed my hands from my face. Then he placed his hands on my cheeks and turned my head so he could look into my eyes. "JESUS!!!" Another first and my heart overflowed.

Knowing what he wanted, I changed my prayer. "Dear Jesus..."

Every day Conan brings our family so much joy, but it's the little "firsts" like these that I'll treasure forever.

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.