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she has so many words to share every day.  too many to count.

a few years ago, when i only took one child to elementary school there were a few times I drove right past the school forgetting to stop.  my little son would be lost in thought in the back seat of the car and i’m not paying attention.

for the past two years i’ve been driving my two oldest to school each day.  it occurred to me today that i’ve never forgotten they were in the car as long as Josie is with us.  you see, she gets lost in her thoughts, as well.  the difference is Josie’s thoughts are rarely contained within her noggin.  instead they fill every ounce of space in the cabin of the vehicle.

so, while Josie is lost in her thoughts… the rest of us are drowning in them.  :)

the media design team of LifeChurch.tv was recognized as the team with ‘It’ in 2008.  here’s why…

september was ‘beard-tember’ in the Bling building.  anyone capable of growing facial hair, was encourage to grow facial hair. 

october was ’stache-tober’ where blade was taken to the gnarly beards but not completely.

and now we have… ‘It’


Wicked Mustaches from kevin ely on Vimeo.

that’s all i’m shoutin’

Read this post from 6 Year Med.  It’s one of my all time favorites.

I don’t remember how I found her blog, but I read her stuff to Kyle on a regular basis.  Definitely one you want to add to your reader.

Was having one of my super mom moments last night.  Kids splashing in the bath.  Laughing and playing.  Got one head washed with minimal tears.  Got the second head scrubbed.  While rinsing out the suds, I just didn’t pay much attention to the toddler repeatedly saying, “EEEWWWW!” holding his finger in my face.  Just kept scooping up cups full of water to pour over the thick head of sudsy hair on my daughters head.  Each scoop of water pouring through the hair and all over the face.

That’s when the “EEEWWW” causes me to pause.

I look at Connor’s finger.

I look at the discolored spot next to him on the bottom of the tub.

Trying to discriminate a shape among all the bubbles and toys hovering just above it.

Oh my heavens.  How long has THAT been in there!!!

And how much of that water did I just pour on my daughter’s head.

The recurring statement heard countless times in the span of 20 minutes.

Just another part of the evening routine.

Yet my daughter still drinks the bathwater.

There seems to be a disconnect between her understanding of the benefits of drinking the bathwater vs. NOT drinking the bathwater.

Thus the conversation ensues…

Mom: “Josie, did you play with Brutus in the backyard today?”

Josie: “Yes”

Mom: “Were you on the ground?”

Josie: “Yes”

Mom: “So, you were on the ground in the grass where Brutus pees, right?”

Josie (hesitantly): “Yeah”

Mom: “What that means is all the germs from the pee-stained grass were on your body when you got in the bathtub. And those germs are now floating in that water you keep drinking. So, really… you’re drinking Brutus’ pee.”

As her face falls, I know she understands what I’m saying.

And just in time, Connor swoops in to further prove my point. Sitting next to her in the bathtub, he cries, “I pee, mommy! I pee!”.

I rest my case.

Wind whips across the house, rattling the windows.  The weather alarm screams to life as thunder disrupts the pounding rain. 

I’m sitting in Kyle’s closet with all 3 kids. 

Keegan overdramatizes the moment asking all the ‘what if’ questions while Connor sits in my lap pulling on hangers.  I know by midnight I’ll be thankful for the sleeper pjs, but right now he’s making me sweat.

Josie closes her eyes and prays for everyone on the earth to be safe… amen.

A precious moment to savor… only to be interrupted by the apparent ‘prayer’ fatique that suddenly overcame her. 

In a huge, overexageratted sigh, she says, “There… I did it.”  She melts into her pillow as if she just fought the battle of armageddon, itself.

Like a cross between James Brown (I can’t go on.  I can’t go on.)  and Benny Hinn (Be Heyaled, my brother)

Oh my word.

If you know me… you know I love my iPod. I’ve usually got it in my ears. Another denied addiction.

The other day I left my iPod sitting on my desk. By the end of the evening it was missing.

The funny thing is, the moment I said it was missing people took me seriously.

Why is that funny? Well… again, if you knew me you’d know that losing things is a regular occurrence in my life.

But, as my friend, Shane, stated, “Gina loses a lot of things, but she never loses her iPod.”

It’s been a whirlwind week! Here’s the rundown…

  • 3 Doctors, 3 X-rays, and $75 later… It’s confirmed.  Connor has a broken foot.  But we’re 2 weeks into a 3 week healing process.  So, we leave it and let it continue healing on it’s own. 
  • I’ve got to start running again. Anyone interested in dragging out of bed with me in the a.m.?
  • I nearly left my daughter at church the other night. I’ll tell that story next week…
  • At the sight of playing cards, my 2-year old says, “No, Go Fish”. Guess we play that game a lot.
  • In the midst of a refreshing season with the Lord, right now. I needed that.
  • CopyBlogger offers great advice for blogging.
  • Anybody have a good cleaner for Pergo flooring? I need some tips.

Kyle and I spent a marathon 4 days redecorating the kids rooms while they stayed at grandparents.  We grabbed every spare moment we had between work and other engagements.  Worked furiously, staying up late every night to complete the job. 

The boys room centered around a super-hero theme with a wall of framed comic books.  Spiderman, Superman, X-men.  Each one carefully hung.  Great consideration went into where decorative items were placed throughout the room. 

Keegan walked in.  He was surprised!  He loved it! 

24-hours later, the room still looks the same. 

Josie’s room is filled with her favorite colors… pink & purple.  Decorative shelves were hung with care.  Great thought went into the placement of dolls, pictures and other decorative pieces. 

Josie walked in.  She was surprised.  She loved it! 

Then she immediately walked over to the shelves and began rearranging. 

I’m not ready for this.

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