12 Week, and Interviewing my Children.

My husband and I have a pretty close friendship. We talk about each other’s days, share our feelings of anger, frustration, and delight. We joke about the idiots we come across, and uplift each other’s spirits with biblical wisdom and inappropriate, yet somehow totally necessary  humor. There is a time for each of these things to be done, and through the years, we’ve learned to know exactly which buttons to push and when in order to make each other’s lives run smoothly. During our almost 8 years together, he has been my best friend and my arch nemesis. He’s clasped my necklace while I held my hair, and he’s held my hair while I puked my life out through 2 rocky pregnancies. We’ve had our all out brawls and our sobbing, pride swallowing, apologies. We’ve both wronged each other and forgiven sacrificially. He is the one person that has every single right to correct me when I’ve messed up, and I love him for it every day. Right now, I don’t have his daily humor, wisdom, annoyance, correction, or tenderness. So, God has encouraged me by surrounding me with the wisdom and love of close friends. I was quickly corrected on my last posting by our painfully honest, yet gentle spirited pastor on the thoughts of my former boss that I ranted about. I do apologize if I offended anyone through that. Some might remove such a post, but I want to display the truth of this journey. I’ve already voiced my opinions and thoughts. It would be dishonest to retract.  To be clear, I really did feel wronged, but I understand now that I just can’t hold all people to the biblical standard that I’m measured with. Not all people believe in that standard, so I can’t force my beliefs into their ethics. That’s not who Jesus is. He’s a gentleman, and he was silent when provoked to anger and mocked for His obedience to His Father. Now, I did take it in silence and with many deep breaths while I was at the office, but I let it all out in my last post. I should have probably just kept on breathing and taken it gracefully until my last day. Shoulda, woulda, coulda, and you can’t live in the past. So, again, I do apologize if I offended anyone or gave anyone the wrong impression of who my Savior is. I’ll try harder to do better.

Now, I have REALLY enjoyed my time at home with the boys!!

Played Spongebob Operation
found out time-outs outside are better than the corner
made a chocolate bunny for dad (and it really smells like chocolate!)
and had a few amazing, life-changing naps

This week, I decided to interview my children:

Idan

What do you like most about yourself?  To see.

What is your greatest accomplishment? Go potty

 What would you like to be when you grow up? Daddy.

What is your favorite thing to do? um…dogs

What is your fondest memory? He’s my grandma

Who is your hero? Cole. I wanna be a hero too!

What is your favorite movie? Lion King

What is your favorite food? Ice cream, yogurt, and cookies

What are your hobbies? Just 1,2,3

What do you like about school? um, boys don’t punch me in the face

Who is Jesus? (singing) Jesus, I love you

Where does he live? um…a space ranger

Who would you like to marry? Grammy

How many kids do you want to have? um, 3, 2, 1, and go!

What do you want to name them? um…6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, & 12

How old do you want to be when you get married? I’m not a girl!

If you had a million dollars, what would you do? kids can’t punch me in the face.

What kind of car do you want? a 2 million dollars car!

Cole

What do you like most about yourself? My eyes, that I can see.

What id your greatest accomplishment? I complete every one of my papers at school on Fridays.

What would you like to be when you grow up? A soldier.

What is your favorite thing to do? Go to Six Flags.

What is your fondest memory? Dad, when he helped me do XBox

Who is your hero? Dad.

What is your favorite movie? Happy Feet 2

What is your favorite food? Any kind of cake

What are your hobbies? Playing computers

What do you like about school? I get to eat.

Who is Jesus? Our real Father.

Where does he live? In heaven.

Who would you like to marry? Kiley from Kindergarten

How many kids do you want to have? 5, 3 teenager boys, 1 teenager girl and 1 little girl.

What do you want to name them? Kyle, Tyler, and Tony for the boys, Morgan for the teenage girl, and Sunshine for the little girl.

How old do you want to be when you get married? 23

If you had a million dollars, what would you do? Go to Walmart or Target and look at the toys and see which ones I want.

What kind of car do you want? How about a van? Will that be enough for 5 kids (yeah) Okay then, a van. A blue one.

We had our bi-weekly IHOP dinner on Saturday night. I think they’re starting to realize that we’re there every two weeks.

He ate his meal, the rest of mine, and here he is killing off Idan's.

That's 12 weeks down, 50-ish to go

Do you remember my back-shaving neighbor from a few posts back? Well, he has a redemption story this week! Maybe he’s not so creepy after-all. While I was out getting the blades sharpened on the lawn mower (you, know, so I could tackle that awful back yard?), he was mowing both the front and back yard. I came home, ready to spend 3 hours getting it fixed up, to a cleanly landscaped yard! He was so kind to have done that! I should bake him some cookies or something, right? Any suggestions on how to thank him politely while making sure to keep boundaries, and no…I will not shave his back.

Until next week, send your crazy to me, since I’m going there anyway!

 

2 thoughts on “12 Week, and Interviewing my Children.

  1. SO sweet! Your post and interview with the boys. I’m grateful that you’re the wife of my son, the mother of my grandsons and well – the sweet and wise young woman that you are. xoxo

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