Tough are those who have to have TWO wood burning stoves to keep from freezing.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Tough are those who have to have TWO wood burning stoves to keep from freezing.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
I know it is a little early to be thinking about New Year's Eve. But if you don't plan before Christmas, then you have 4 days or so to decided what to do and that is not long enough to get people onto base w/o hassle.
So we need to make plans.
Is anyone in Abilene having a NYE party that the Ellis's are invited to? We have a babysitter already reserved. If not. Does anyone in Abilene want to come over to our house for a party? I hate to say this, but we probably want to keep it to adults and babies. (You know, the kind of kids that don't run around. -not like mine)
What say you?
I'll be waiting for your replies.
Friday, December 19, 2008
It is here.
Today it snowed about 6 inches and it is supposed to continue tonight.
Jack and I played outside all bundled up in snow pants, jackets, coats, boots, gloves and hats.
I wish I had taken my camera out there!
I'm not a fan of the bitter cold or even the slightly bitter cold, so I can never justify living in the North because of the COLD. But today, seeing Jack out there with his mouth open looking up into the sky with a bed of white beautiful virgin snow out there... I couldn't help think, "this is nice."
I think scenes like that influence people to move up to the cold states. Not me, I won't be fooled. I'll take my Texas hot and dry any day of the year.
Don't get me wrong, I'm having a blast up here, but man. It's cold. Today I looked at the thermometer and it said 23 degrees.
Thats 9 unnecisary degrees -not required in keeping the snow frozen.
No worries tonight though. Ty is all snuggled in his bed, I'm sure with the visions of sugarplums or whatever.
Jack is being put down by Mema. He probably got her to read a few books to him before going to sleep.
Mike, Dad, Chelsey, Laura (Chelsey's friend who is staying here cause she has no power at her house due to an ice storm that came through a week -yes a week ago), Mom and I are about to play THE GAME OF LIFE.
Then we will roast marshmallows in the fireplace before watching the new batman.
I hope all of you are having a terrific time with friends or family and really getting to love on your peeps this Christmas.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Instead of getting gifts for each other, all of the adults in my family participate in our Christmas Auction. Each person brings a few small gifts or handmade items. We lay all of the items out and number them. Everyone gets the same amount of "Santa Bucks" - usually 20 or 30 depending on how many items there are to bid on. We take about 30 minutes to check out all of the items and write down what we want to bid on each one. When everyone has their bids ready, my mom "auctions" off each item. It is so much fun to see what item will be "hot" every year. We usually have a mystery gift (wrapped) to bid on. Some years it is a gift certificate and some years it is a gag gift. Christmas wouldn't be the same without the auction!
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
We pulled up to the doctors office at 2:30 for a 3:00 appointment. I wanted to be sure Jack had enough time to touch everything in the waiting room before going back for his appointment. Oddly enough, there was only one other child in the whole place. Wierd, for December -right after a cold front blew in. You would think every child with the sniffles would be there. Not so. I kindof felt like I was in one of those action movies where some epidemic has swept over the whole town and you are one of very few people alive. -Maybe I was exagerating, but the thought did flow though my mind.
No, that's not a music group, its the temperature, in Fahrenheit.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Well, I could be quite honest here since Emily (to my knowledge) doesn't read my blog. So here I go.
Emily is besides my Mom, probably my top choice for "Mom of the year". She is pretty much always on top of things and never seems to get overwhelmed or lose control. If I hadn't grown up with her -I'd think she was superhuman.
For the record, she's always been pretty much steady and amazingly strong. She is by far THE toughest person I've ever met. Emily? Yeah, that's right. You probably wouldn't automatically assume that, but get her to tell you her birthing story with Claire. It will go something like this:
"Well, I went into labor one day, went to the hospital that evening, but they said the contractions weren't close enough together so they told me to come back later. So we went home and came back the next day and had a baby. " -then she would smile and start talking about something else.
Here is what really happened.
41 excrucating hours of labor with NO DRUGS and NO SLEEP. -did you catch the almost two complete days with no sleep part?
Ok. Are you convinced? I can go on, but I'll stop here for the sake of keeping this post short enough to read in one sitting.
Emily is someone I'll call when the boys are cranky and I'm cranky and no one is getting anything done. After I whine for 3 or 4 minutes. I will stop and ask her what she has going on. She will say that she's just had exercise time with the girls, and that they are coloring a picture now, later she will teach Ava her alphabet -in Spanish and Claire will work on writing in cursive. She will have the floor picked up and have a wonderful healthy supper on the table for Tommy when he gets home.
Good grief. Sometimes I think I would feel better about myself if I had a less "superhero type" big sis. But here are some of the things I like about Emily.
She laughs when I try to make a joke -funny or not.
She can always come up with a good meal when I call her asking "What should I make for supper"
Emily is the calm in the midst of my stormy up and down crazy life.
She calls me when she is frustrated (twice) and makes me feel like I have something to offer her.
She is always coming up with creative things for her children to do, and I steal her ideas.
She knows her neighbors and often organizes events to be around them.
She teaches Sunday School.
She has worked herself ragged trying to figure out Ava's food alergys and is now an expert on the subject. -which makes my life easier cause Jack is alergic to the milk protein. (without Emily we wouldn't know that Jack can still eat cheddar cheese)
She always opens her home to me and my two sleep psycho boys.
No amount of chaos can cause Emily to yell at anyone.
She respects her husband.
I feel like I'm listing off Proverbs 31.
But you get the idea. I guess you could say she's one of my heros. I didn't intend for this to get so long, but I guess there's just a lot to say about this stay-at-home mom.
Ty's crying again so I got to go.
Monday, December 8, 2008
I am going to try to upload a video here. See if this works. Looks like it is going to.
The video should be pretty self-explanitory, Ty trying to walk, Jack trying to steal the show, the dogs... in the way as always.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Do you know her? You should. She's awesome.
She's my aunt. Mom's younger sister.
Aunt Susan makes me beautiful. Any time I need it, I can call her up and say, "Aunt Susan, I need a haircut, can you do it?" Know what she'll say, and she'll say it every time. "Sure! When do you want to come?"
Now just saying something like this, anyone could do it. But Aunt Susan really means it (I think). She never acts too busy or put out that I (and all my sisters and some cousins) take advantage of her. The other part of this is that Aunt Susan is the best beautician ever. She does what you ask and then improves on it.
She always gives of herself. Know the verse about God loving a cheerful giver? I love a cheerful giver too. It makes you feel good.
Thank you Aunt Susan for always making me feel important and for allowing me to sit down and visit with you every couple of months. Thank you for serving me.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
I am thinking of quitting.
It has become a little bit of a creative outlet for me to type on this blog, but I don't like what has become of you since I have started.
What has become of you?
Yes, that's what I said.
Because I DON'T KNOW "What has become of you."
No one calls me to see what is going on because they can read it all right here. You can think things like: "I'll call Becca and see what she did today. No! Wait, it would save a lot of time to just see what she wrote on the blog."
Yeah, are you guilty?
Think about it... Mom. Mema. I don't know who all reads this, but you too may have stopped calling me.
I have been guilty about it as well. So sorry Ashleigh. I need to call you. I have no excuse but laziness. I love you and want to talk to you but I'm lazy. It will stop. I will call.
Blogging is a one-sided conversation. There is no fellowship, there is no encouragement (unless you post -which you don't), there is nothing about community which is VERY important for believers. Especially those who are without a husband half the time. (or in my case, 2/3 the time.)
So I don't think it is Biblical for us to get in this rut of only reading about other people's lives. Heck, they have novels for this. And there are MANY more interesting stories of people's lives than mine. So maybe a novel is for you. I hope not. I hope you will instead get up off the computer and call someone you love. Ask them about their day and live in community with them. It doesn't have to be me. I can just call a sister when I'm feeling like nobody wants to talk to me. -They don't have a choice. I just keep calling and bugging them till they answer (right Caroline?)
I asked for accountability for Scriptures that I have been memorizing.
No one has asked me to quote it to them.
I can. I've gotten it down and am working on another set of verses from Ps. 119.
I said that I wasn't going to get on here unless I had already spent time in Scripture. I have done it. Mike left this morning (5:30) for a week. I'll see him next Thurs. So I got up and did my quiet time early.
Here is the passage I am working on memorizing.
I will decide on the fate of "Becca and the boys" don't know yet.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Well, I went out to check on him and he had dug up some of my flowers. I scolded him and made him come inside since he had done something he knew wasn't allowed.
Then I thought of a quote my friend Candace had told me, it was from the book Bringing up Boys by Dobson. The quote was: "If you allow your boys to get bored, you deserve what you get." I don't know if he backs this up with scripture or not, but it did seem like it could make since that boys need to be entertained. So I tried to think of a way to let him get his "dirt fix." Being city-folk like we are, and living on the base, we can' t just go dig a hole in the backyard. There aren't many spots that have dirt that don't also have front-end-loaders and men with hard hats working.
But here is something we do have! Self Help. We have this little building that gives us free house matanence stuff (mulch, solar-powered lights for your driveway, lightbulbs, rat traps, and DIRT). I get Jack's attention and tell him, "Jack let's go to the store and get you some dirt!" Huh. He is going to grow up thinking you get dirt at a store, not off the ground. I am shaking my head and rolling my eyes right now... but hey, what am I gunna do?
We went to the store and got 10 bags of top soil. Below are the pictures I took of Jack playing in "Jack's dirt"
Monday, November 10, 2008
Second. I am going to put the verses I am memorizing on here and let you all hold me accountable to knowing the verses.
For example. I type out my verse (as I will do in a moment), you read the verse and call me on the phone or email and ask me to quote it back to you. If you email me then I will email you back with the verse WITHOUT looking at it. If you call, well I am on the spot right there and will try to quote it back.
There is no prize for anyone who can stump me, and my hope is that my prize for memorizing the scripture will be life changing.
I am counting on you to help me. If you want to play along and memorize my verses too. I will happily call you and ask for your quotes.
I have decided to start in Ps. 119 as it is full of verses about how important the Bible is and how useful it is to life. Here I go!
I am memorizing the verses in the Living translation. This is how I will quote them.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
I am a very black and white person. It's either good or it's not. An activity is either dangerous or it's beneficial. Either you discipline your children or you don't. When you play a game, you either use the rules provided or you throw 'em all out the window.
This can sometimes be a good attribute but can other times be a stumbling block. In the case of our president-elect my reaction will either be:
FEAR -for my husband's job future (new commander in chief), for our country's security, for healthcare for my extended family and maybe even my imediate family and on and on. (Not that McCain had all the answers.)
Indifference -I can just say "whatever" and go on with life, not think about it again. Every time the thought enters my mind I will just say "God's got this" and quickly change my thoughts.
I don't think fear or indifference are right ways to react to a new leader. Instead I should let the thoughts enter my mind and every time they do I need to be begging our God to heal our country, to not give us over to our depraved thoughts and our godless behavior.
I need to examine my own actions to see what they say about what I believe. Do I make little of disobedience to God? Do I react in love when I see someone sinning? Do I judge then go on with my day feeling good about myself? I have learned recently that when you raise children, every interaction with them teaches something. If I ignore a disobedient behavior, I am telling them that disobedience is sometimes ok. If I let them throw fits, I am teaching them that self-control is not necessary. I think the same is true whether we are raising children or not. We are training ourselves every time we let sin in our lives go uncorrected. We should always be on guard to sin. Don't let it breed in your life.
So. I will watch my conduct. I will pray for our leaders. I will love.
Or at least I will try.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Jack is trying to make the same face as our Jack'O'Lantern. He is holding onto his "Gigi Pop's house pumpkin" which he loves (Thanks Gigi)! Jack dressed up like Mr. Conductor from Thomas the Tank Engine. At first he was aprehensive about the outfit, but then he decided he'd try it.
I left a jar of babyfood down low and Jack picked up the spoon and started feeding Ty! What? Why hadn't I thought of this sooner? He got Ty a little messy, but hey, it was his first time. I think Ty got fed half the jar. Awesome.
Friday, October 31, 2008
So that is what we did this morning.
During Ty's AM nap we went out on the front porch and took a drill, a paring knife, a steak knife and some tool you are supposed to use when you fish.
This is what the process looked like:
Tonight we are having our neighbors over to eat hot dogs on the driveway (Poulter 2007) Sorry. I felt like I should site that since it was Emily's brain child. She called me and told me to do it. I think this is her third year to throw this kickin party.
Jack is going to be a train engineer tonight when he goes trick'or'treating. We went shopping yesterday for his outfit. Apparently that is a little late because of the FOUR stores we went to we only found ONE costume in his size. Thank goodness it wasn't wonder woman.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Mike and Jack racing to the car.
Sarah Beth finding Tim for the first time. (Sarah is a good friend of mine. We have been waiting out the deployment together.)
Ty seeing Daddy. Mike was shocked to see how much Jack and Ty had changed.
Ty checking this new dude out.
They warmed up to each other after a few minutes.
Well, it's 9:15 and we have the day ahead of us. Not sure what's going to happen, except a nap. Ty kept me up most of the night. I think I slept 3 uninterupted hours -not consecutive.
Mike slept some on the plane. He stopped in Ireland and Bangor, ME before getting home. Jack is doing very well with Mike. He showed him all his cars and then they played "Rock'n Roll All Night." They are back to being buddies.
Nothing left to do but the park.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Right now I'm just being lazy and not wanting to start tidying yet. In case you don't know...
MIKE IS COMING HOME TOMORROW!
at 0600. Yep. Early. Lindsey is on her way over here and will stay with the boys tomorrow while I go greet Mike.
I'm so excited. I'll put pictures on here if any of them are decent. (It will still be dark out).
Check back L8R
Saturday, October 18, 2008
I look around and don't see anyone else at all.
Jack christened the playground.
He had to go, so I took him over to a hidden area where kids won't be playing and let him pee. Hope no one who lives on Dyess ever reads this...
Is that a bad thing? If so, someone tell me so I don't let him ever do that again. But, to my knowledge, guys just kind of go when they need to go. Right? I have very little knowledge in this subject.
Well, we played some more, then Jack said he had to go "poo-poo." I have my limits... some of you were about to get panicky. We left. Jack didn't understand why we couldn't just take care of that business at the park as well.
One day he'll understand.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Why do boys do this?
Grant did it all the time.
Do girls line up their toys? If Boys do it because they like order then why are their rooms so messy? Any ideas?
Here is a close up.
Mike has gotten on this site and started reading about life back in the Good 'Ole USA.
"Hi Mike!" So I am going to post lots of picture so he will be able to see what his kids are doing. Oh, Mike, while your here. We need to talk about Jack. He got in trouble at MDO today and Mrs. Amy had to put him in time-out. Then, he wouldn't stay in the chair for her, so she had to go get Mr. Guy. (this is like going to the principal) Mr. Guy talked to him and then he went back into the room and sat in the time-out chair. Amy said she had no more problems with him. He also went right to sleep at nap time so maybe he was "just tired."
Mr. Guy and I talked and he thinks that he is missing his Dad. He needs someone to put the fear into him. I kiss him too much for him to be that afraid of me ;-)
Well, talk to ya'll all later!
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
First: Ty and I went on a date this morning to the Dixie Pig (best breakfast joint in Abilene) and a nice man paid for our meal! No, he wasn't creepy. He walked up to Ty and I and who were both eating a pancake and said that he had "enjoyed watching the wrestling match." (Ty was a little active and very excited about getting to eat a pancake...) We got to talking and I told him that Ty and I were getting some alone time before Daddy came home in a week. I went on to explain that he was deployed and all that. We visited for a few more minutes and then he thanked Mike and I for our service to the country. Then he went up to pay his bill. As he left, another waitress came by and told me: "You are all paid out. That man just paid your bill and he even left a tip for the waitress!"
How kind was that? I even looked a mess! We woke up late again and kind of ran out the door to get Jack to MDO before we were embarrassingly late.
Ty ate a lot of breakfast, so much that he went to sleep on the way home and is still asleep on my bed. See picture below.
Next thing I wanted to say is:
Check out my garage! Yay! This is the first time I have put the cars away since moving to the "new house" -as Jack still calls it. Yesterday I scrubbed the inside of both of them to get ready for Mike's return. I want everything to be nice for him.