This week has been such a rat race. I said rat race because I get tired of “busy”.
Anyways, this week has been run, run, run so far. I have too many projects I`m working on right now. It`s so fun I`m delirious, literally. 🙂 I`ll post pictures one day.
Last night I was so sick of a cruddy house. After my girls were sleeping, G was down here working on school stuff on the computer, and so I cleaned our house. It was after 1 am until I was done. I know a bit nutso– but I can clean my whole house in about 2 hours, if the girls are OUT– it take me 1 day for each floor if they are awake and destroying. I`m not lying.
Anyways– so YAWN, I woke up this morning and it felt like Christmas! Clean house! I came down here poured myself some coffee with Hazelnut creamer, ate my oatmeal by my computer…
It`s been such a lovely morning so far, thank you. Girls are still in (my) bed actually. Elle says our bed is ‘so fuzzy’ (new designer sheets from Gabriel Bros)– pretty much the girls try to get to our bed as fast as they can, whenever they can.
When they arrive, and then fall back asleep after G leaves, that is usually my cue to get up and face the day.
Does anyone else do this?
The first thing I think of when I wake up in the morning is:
Did I leave the house trashed last night? Or is it tidy? (to borrow a word that got left behind in the 50s)
If the night before G and I took the time to “re-set” the house as we call it– I wake up like it`s happyland downstairs.
What is the first thing you think of when you wake up every morning?
Well, I don`t have pictures uploaded of the projects I`m working on yet… And my brothers were here last night to order their pictures I had taken for them awhile back, so I thought I would put their pictures on as my photos of the post today…
Oh, but before I do that, my friend Shelly had something on her Facebook page a few days ago, that she saw on a blog somehwere, and it just sticks with me:
So good, here goes,
“Most women haven`t given themselves totally to motherhood, understanding that it will take their all- their time, body, life, moments, rights, everything, to build a Godly legacy. They think their children are taking up their time without realizing that God gave them children in order to provide them with an eternal work to do.”
I hope this touches you like it did me. Thanks, Shelly and mystery blogger, somewhere…
There are 6 kids in my family. The oldest 3 are girls– and we are all married… (Happily)
These are the 3 still living at home…
Jason is 19.
Some day I need to scan in some old pictures of him when he was a baby/toddler. My brothers were my ‘dolls’ when I was a teenager. I loved to get them dressed up in all kinds of ridiculous outfits, gelled their hair, pegged their pants, wore white socks with brown shoes, took lots of pictures of them. Just a lot of ridiculousness. Sorry boys.
They turned out great. Well, I don`t see them much… but I think they are doing quite well.
Jordan, you`re welcome for this picture where one, (girl), can look into your eyes and see your very soul.
Oh wait. Nevermind, it`s just a smirk.
Cute little 3 people.
Their names are: (see above)
Jacinta loves her puppies.
So SERIOUS. Awshucks, didn`t work out to go hunting then after all?
(He likes to hunt)
Jordan, get the guitar pick out of your mouth.
`Cinta and my Elle belly.
Jordan is 17. He just bought a truck. He is very funny, particular (in a tidy way) and sweet to my girls.
I adore my sibs.
— (And my brothers are both quite single, in case any nice, little 15 (you really are too young to think about this kind of thing yet), 16, 17, 18, or 19 year old girl ever climbs on my blog and was wondering)
Just here to serve!