Sunscorched and Satisfied

Sunday Morning Overheards

2009-08-02T21:41:00.007-04:00

Overheard #1

Mother of Preschooler to Preschool Teacher: "My son has been talking about Jesus all week and he has never done that before. H is learning so much here. Thank you for what you guys are doing."

Overheard #2

Mother of 6 year old to Children's Volunteer: "I lost my debit card this week and my son says, "Mom let's pray and ask Jesus to help you find your card." Isn't amazing how children just get it? They learn about Jesus here and they just get it?"

Dear Father, Thank you for every one of our volunteers that chooses to worship You each week by serving the children and families You have entrusted into our hands on Sunday mornings. Thank you for their commitment to teaching our children that they are loved by you, that they were created to be an answer that our world needs, that you care about the details of their everyday life, that they will always be embraced by us. I am honored to serve with such an amazing team! We truly are blessed...thank you!

Recap Post

2009-08-01T21:25:00.011-04:00

A few things we have been up to the past 2 weeks:

Visiting Grandparents:

Playing with Cousins:

Cherishing a few moments of "Girls only" time and celebrating Baby "Jonah's upcoming arrival (My sister, Melanie's 6th baby...5th boy!):

(Sorry...couldn't get the picture to turn!)

(The guys got some alone time too...just no camera's were allowed on the putting greens)

Enjoying Each other:

A trip to Peru:

The staff of our FRC Lima Campus

Didn't get many pics of our Peru trip, but man, it was amazing to meet people who speak a different language and who live in a different country but who serve the same God and who are also called to partner with people to help them reach their God-potential..makes you feel like you are family in 2 minutes flat of non-interpreted conversation.

All this visiting and traveling has left us delightfully.....

EXHAUSTED.....and...

PLEASANTLY POOPED:

We really are Sunscorched and Satisfied.

God in the Details...Part 2

2009-07-19T23:23:00.004-04:00

Love this clip of Chris and Max. Reminds me of how we as God's children desperately hunger for more of God that we run and chase after Him anticpating the moment like that of a loving Father, He turns around and starts chasing us!! Those are the moments we had better buckle up and hold on!! Daddy is gonna pour Himself out on you!!

God in the details..part 1

2009-07-19T22:20:00.005-04:00

One thing that I am asking God to teach me lately is not to miss Him in the details. I don't know if it is the change of scenery, the change of schedule, the extra rest, or a combination of all three, but man, I cherish vacations because they help me to see God in the midst of many details of everyday life that I know I have missed time and time again.

This week, I have resolved to learn to see God in the details of my day to day life. I could go on and on about why I miss this and the things in my past that contribute to my struggle with this, but I will spare you all and save it for another day :) Just know, this is going to be a BIG one for me. I do not want to miss one thing God is speaking to me, one way He is loving me, or one lesson He is teaching me.

In order to get things started on the right foot, I thought I would post over the next few days some of my every day details that I have seen God in this week:

1. Children worshipping. I know the pics are a poor depiction of this story, but we went to a church event Friday night, and I noticed that Jack kept moving away from people (NOT AT ALL like Jack)...I soon realized that he wanted to be alone to worship. Here he is raising his hands in his own world while we sang, "How Great is our God."

The gymnasium where this event was held was packed with children. Looking out from the top row of the bleachers and seeing children raising their hands in worship...took my breath away. Even children understand that we serve a God that is worthy of our worship.

White Boys Can't Dance

2009-07-16T14:32:00.004-04:00

There is no hope for us! Man....they're white!

Annie already knows her "right" from her "left" though!!

Eye of a Tiger

2009-07-12T20:18:00.005-04:00

Chris and I are about to embark on a journey that seems to me like it would make a great finale run in the Amazing Race. Basically, we are driving to Charlotte, visiting family for a few days and then leaving the kids with family while we fly back to Fl in time to catch a flight to Lima, Peru (YEA!) to visit FRC's campus there, then we fly back to Fl in time to catch flight back to Charlotte to pick up the kids, and drive 13 hrs home to FL. Makes me tired just typing it. They really should do a leg of the Amazing Race where the contestants must travel with multiple kids that they have to keep safe and happy....only those with the "Eye of a Tiger" would survive!

We are super excited though! We can't wait to spend some time with family and we can't wait to visit the campus in Peru! We've been hearing so many beautiful stories about what God is doing through Flamingo Road Church there, and now we will get to see it with our own eyes!

Yesterday, Chris and I had this great idea: We would keep the kids up all day (super hard to do on a Sunday) and all of us would crash at 6pm. We would get up at 12am, put the kids in the car, and drive through the night. Well, shoot!...here it is 8pm and both Jack and Annie are too overtired to fall asleep. Our plan has back-fired. We had this all figured out and no one but Max can sleep!

Oh, well, we'll still head out and get as far as we can without stopping, which will probably be the entire trip. Yes, my man could kick some Amazing Race tail...He's got the "Eye of a Tiger." :)

FEAR

2009-07-10T15:27:00.003-04:00

"Fear is simply Faith in what Satan says" --Joyce Meyer

Satan Says: "You'll never be good enough."
God says: "You are more than enough. You are complete in me." (Ephesians 3:14)

Satan Says: "You cannot do this."
God says: "Do not Fear, I am holding your hand, and I will help you." (Isa. 41:13)

Today, I refuse to put faith in Satans words and instead will place my faith in God's promises to me. Today I refuse FEAR.

Summer Do's

2009-07-08T15:21:00.005-04:00

The boy's sporting their new do's:

Here they are trying to give their "tough guy" looks:

A few of Annie just because it's been awhile:

bloggers book study

2009-07-06T20:17:00.002-04:00

I am a little late posting this, but make sure you check out the bloggers book study. Several bloggers from our FRC team are working through 6 books this summer and posting summaries of each chapter on their blogs. Pretty interesting and a fun way to learn!

You can follow the study by clicking here.

Blogging return/Cooking strike

2009-07-02T15:31:00.005-04:00

It is time to crank this thing up! I am actually looking forward to posting again. I have to admit that I kind of missed it.

But I did enjoy my break. Not only did I take a break from blogging, but cooking as well. Yep, a whole month without cooking! We ate a LOT of cereal, popcorn, and deli sandwiches. The kids loved it. Chris complained very little and he lost a few pounds so I think he was cool with the whole deal.

I am dreading cooking again....why do I dread it so bad? To me, it is a colossal waste of time: think about what to cook...come up empty, so peruse allrecipes.com for 45min, make a list of needed ingredients, go buy them, unload the car, put them away, pull them out, cook, set the table, feed kids, eat dinner, clear the table, load the dishwasher, sweep the floor, pick up every last crumb so the army of ants doesn't invade us...(all the while wishing you were outside playing with the kids and their daddy). When you're finally done, and it is time to RELAX....Wouldn't you know it, you're hungry again, and now the dishwasher is ready to be unloaded!

Holy Cow, surely food should not take up this much of our day. I think I'm taking another month off cooking. Feel free to join me in a cooking strike if you would like...maybe we could make it a national month long holiday. :)

Here's what I thought of when I was a teenager who dreamed of being married and cooking daily:

Here's what comes to mind now:

Blogging Break

2009-05-28T19:48:00.008-04:00

I have an on-again, off-again relationship with this blog...makes me feel like I am in the middle of high school boyfriend drama again.

I refuse to deny the inevitable any longer; I am going to take an official blogging break. I know, I know, I have taken one for the past few weeks, but I have felt bad about it because I just stopped without saying anything...rude, I know.

One thing you should know about me: I am a messed up person. I have a lot of areas of my life that are just plain messy. I have a few specific things I know the Lord is asking me to crack down on, be obedient, do the hard work, trust Him, and overcome once and for all. That being said...Hard work takes time. And every time I add something routine to my life, something else has to give, and in this case, it is my blog. I am going to take a break for a month. But I plan to be back in full swing in July.

I feel weird blogging about taking a break...as if I have tons of readers or am some super important person that has to explain to the world why she is not going to be writing down her embarrassing moments, thoughts, frustrations, and laughs any more...but I do feel like I owe you a reason, mom. :)

Happy Mudda's Day!

2009-05-08T12:00:00.000-04:00

Mom

2009-05-07T10:14:00.013-04:00

As Mother's Day quickly approaches, I've found myself pinpointing times this week when I appreciate my mom the most:

When I am packing the kids' lunches for school..."Man, my mom did this for years and years for 5 kids....and she still fixes my lunch when I visit."

When I am cleaning toilets and scrubbing floors after a family bout with the stomach bug...again, "Wow...Mom did this for a family of 7 many, many times. Dear Jesus, bless her today for the many times she did that for us."

When I am lying in my kids' bed with them before bedtime and having conversations about life, God, and bad guys...."I miss the nights we used to lay at the end of mom and dad's bed and talk for hours as we delayed washing our faces and brushing our teeth...I learned so much from my mom about life, God....and come to think of it--about bad boys too :) at the end of that bed."

When I get up at the crack of dawn on Sundays to get myself and the gang ready for church..."I am glad 2 of our 3 are boys, and we are in a jeans-wearing church...it makes for very few dresses to iron, tights to put on, and hair bows to wrestle with. I can't believe mom did this every week for 4 girls and 1 boy, and she even insisted that we wear ironed dresses and hair bows. She had to have been on some kind of energy supplements :)."

When I get the honor of seeing my kids' faces light up as they excitedly explain to me the cool things that Jesus did when He lived here or when they can't wait to see another kid "say" they are on Jesus' team (referring to being baptized)..."God, I thank you for the incredible privilege of being raised in a God-centered home...the best gift any child could receive. Thank you, Jesus, for giving me a mom who loves You and seeks to honor You with her life. She is building a legacy that will far out live her life here on Earth. Thank you for my mom."

When do you appreciate your mom the most?

Easter pics

2009-05-04T21:04:00.022-04:00

Easter Weekend---I still had not replaced my broken camera at this point, but began to feel a little panicky over the fact that Annie is almost a year old and has a total of 10 pictures (this is including snapshots!) since she was born. Being the problem solver that I am :), I called my friend Ileana, and asked her to snap a few pics of the kids before church. Thankfully, she obliged;Easter pics were taken; and my guilt was released! :)

P.S. Let's not talk about the fact that Annie has drool everywhere and Jack can't see because his hair is sooo long...Look beyond that---they really are cute kids :)

You know you are a Brown when:

2009-05-01T14:17:00.010-04:00

You'll do anything to get your hands on some food!

Seriously, we don't mess around when it comes to our food. Looks like Annie is gonna fit in just fine. :)

Things that make me go, "hmmm?"

2009-04-29T07:00:00.001-04:00

How many times must you go up and back down the stairs in your house in a any given one hour period to check "workout" off your to do list for the day?

How many times in any given one hour period must you either A.Tweet (and to think supposedly the cool people do this...but yet they call it Tweet...hmmm??) or B. Check your Twitter account to be deemed a Twitter junkie?

Note: I do not have a Twitter account, I am just wondering for a few of my dear friends and a loved one..."ahem"... :)

Does pulling a piece of thread out of the hem of your jeans and getting the noticeable piece of pepper out of your teeth count as flossing?
Is it lying when your child's preschool teacher asks you how many hours of sleep your child is getting at night because he is "pretty irritable lately"...and you count from the time you put him in the bed rather than from the time he actually falls asleep (and you know there is a BIG difference between the two)?

If you haven't actually popped open a can of soda in years, but you drink 90% of your husbands when he pops one....who is healthier...you or your husband?

Are you a bad mom/person if the receptionist at your child's school called and asked if you would be willing to organize the teacher appreciation gift gathering for your child's preschool class and you said no? Just a "No"...followed by a simple, "I am not good at that kind of thing, sorry."

How about if you don't work and you are a stay-at-home mom...and you still said "No" to the receptionist?
OK...last mom guilt one: Are you a bad stay-at-home mom if your child's preschool teacher calls to ask you if you looked at your son's report card yet because it is still unsigned in his book bag and she put it in there "Days ago"?

The BIG Picture

2009-04-27T11:19:00.012-04:00

I shared this journal entry with my team at HB, but feel prompted to share it here also:

As the few lingering guests drove away from Hallandale's parking lot, there I sat on the floor in the East Lobby playing with the kids, desperately trying to keep them contained, occupied, and out of Chris' way while he was counseling and praying with the last couple of the morning who had approached him after the service desperate for relationship restoration. As I waited for Chris, I thought to myself, "Here I am, playing "red light, green light " and "mother, may I?" with my kids and this little boy whose parents are in the office crying with Chris...Here I am, frantically scanning the empty lobby for the next idea of what I can possibly conjure up to keep all these kiddos safe and occupied while Chris is in his office, living out his God-given destiny. How unglamorous this can be for me...I wonder what my destiny is? Surely, it's a little more than taking child after child to the bathroom, helping them pull down their pants, pee, and wash their hands with one hand, because I have Annie in the other and even relaxed me refuses to set her on the bathroom floor. Here I am, doing things that are WAY behind the scenes, things I did not expect to do after church today. Actually, I planned on putting the kids in the car immediately following the 11am service and meeting my company that's in town for one more afternoon at Chipotle. That is what I had planned for the day, and here I am...."

God had planned otherwise. He had planned to use Chris to bring hurting couples to the cross where they would experience restoration and healing. And for Chris to be able to do what God had planned for him, I had to be cooperative and humble..two things I hate to admit that I struggle with...A LOT. I reasoned in that moment that I had 2 choices: 1. Be upset and frustrated that my plans were interrupted, that my kids were getting dirtier and dirtier by the second, and that I was at a complete loss as to how I was going to wipe Jack's bottom with Annie in one hand and Jack's half-eaten, but treasured lollipop in the other. OR, I could choose option 2. Option 2: I could thank God that He was using me to be a part of something BIG. Trust me, I know that keeping kids relatively calm and occupied why dad is praying with someone does not feel BIG (trust me, I KNOW :) But as I stood there in the bathroom, I couldn't help but thank God for allowing us to be a part of what He is doing through FRC. Serving in the ministry is not perfect. And for me, at least at this season of my life, It is less than glamorous more times than not. But, I refuse (with the Holy Spirit's strength..which I often need to do this :) to focus on how unglamorous it can look for me and the roles I am filling right now, and I choose to look at the how glamorous the BIG Picture is.

The BIG Picture is that God is moving and working through FRC. The BIG Picture is that hundreds of relationships were restored yesterday. The BIG Picture is that if I persevere on, I can have a part in hundreds more moments of life change like those of yesterday. The BIG Picture is that FRC WILL make a Kingdom Impact in a HUGE way in my life time. The BIG Picture is that it is not about me, and sometimes God will ask me to do the unglamorous things so that others can more effectively do what God has called them to do. The BIG Picture is that I am a part of the Lord's work even if my part is sometimes holding a sticky baby and wiping a dirty bottom in the midst of a round of "red light, green light."

THAT is the BIG Picture..And when I remember it this way, I can't help but become overwhelmed with gratitude that God has allowed me to do exactly what I am doing right now. Actually, it makes even a non-crier like me tear up with gratitude for being allowed to do something as BIG as playing "red light, green light" in the East Lobby on a Sunday afternoon.

2009-04-25T09:08:00.006-04:00

My goal today was to show you the video about Pastor Troy's teaching on marriage this weekend, but since I am a technical nightmare and have spent over an hour attempting to post the u-tube video on my blog with zero success...I give up. Which is the EXACT OPPOSITE of what we want you to do with your marriage. So rather than just quitting, I had Max do his best rendition of Pastor Troy's video about the weekend.

Since he's a little difficult to understand here's what he is saying:

"I'vemissed.com"

"Mommies and Daddies: Marriage is hard; but PLEASE don't miss your marriage."

"Come to Flamingo Road Church Hallandale this weekend."

Max doesn't quite do the topic justice; You should go here to see the real video.

Marriage IS hard; and if you are struggling in your marriage or struggling because your marriage has ended, join us at one of our 7 Flamingo Road Church locations this weekend or join us online here.

OPPOSITES ATTRACT :)

2009-04-20T19:31:00.004-04:00

Just thought this was too cute to pass up...I love how tough Tito looks with a shaved head and tattooed arms and how sweet Annie looks....And yet they go together so well. :)

trying to get back!

2009-04-20T14:48:00.004-04:00

I am frustrated with myself for not keeping up with blogging in the past few weeks. I tell myself that I will persevere in the busy seasons and continue to write down my thoughts, crazy stories of our everyday life, and things the Lord is teaching me; but unfortunately blogging is one of the things that goes pretty quickly during those busy times (right after painting my toenails, plucking my eyebrows, and cooking :)

So in order to ease myself back into this blogging thing, I am posting a few random thoughts that only Chris will care to read:

I got a new camera...Finally, I have the default of the, "I have nothing to say so here are a few pics of the kids for you to see" posts again.

My sister, Kristi, and her husband are coming to visit this week!! I am super excited to see them! I will be sooo bummed if she calls me the morning she is supposed to fly in and tells me she never got on the plane (I won't name the sister who did that to me 2 months ago... but no hard feelings :)

Easter at FRC was amazing...almost 19,000 in attendance, 955 salvations, and 632 baptisms!! We had 1,155 in attendance at our Hallandale campus!! I love being a part of this church, and I am so honored to have a part in what God is doing in my generation.

I have a envy problem with people who have more energy than me...Chris is one of the people I envy. He can go day after day with very little sleep...How do people do that? ( you know, legally and healthily--although, I don't think healthily is a word)? I would love some ideas...

Is there such a thing/job as a time management trainer? You know, we have fitness trainers, life coaches, mentors, but what about someone who looks at what is on your plate daily, evaluates your goals, and says, "Do this first, then you have 15 minutes to fold laundry, and then do this...OK don't get A.D.D on me, you need to do this next" OR, "Come back, come back, quit reading/writing blogs you're supposed to be planning for your meeting tomorrow night!"
I think one could make a great career in this field...maybe not, maybe it's just me...I'm sure more mature people can do this for themselves :) I have the worst A.D.D some days and I think, "If I just had a coach to tell me what I was working on and what's the next most important thing to do."

I think right now he would say, "Finish blogging, start the laundry, and make those 2 phone calls you said you would while the kids are still napping."

the microwave and my nose

2009-04-06T21:51:00.004-04:00

I really struggle to keep up with this blogging thing during Christmas and Easter, but I quickly want to tell you about this "aha moment" I had yesterday.

Here it is: You know you need a nose job when you can shut your own nose in an over-the-range microwave ...No seriously...I mean, I would love a nose job, but my lesson learned was maybe it is time to slow down just a tad when you are running through the house like a white tornado on crack so much so that you slam the microwave door shut and forget to move your own head. Yep, it seriously happened. I am talking I had the bloodiest nose EVER...and Chris has never laughed so hard. My nose is still too sore to laugh...Which has got me wondering...Can you feel your nose when you laugh? Or is that just the ultimate sign of someone with a big schnoz?

WOW...my best picture and most insightful post all in one :)

2009-04-04T12:59:00.002-04:00

Favorite quotes/texts this week

2009-03-26T10:18:00.006-04:00

Scene 1: Max and I sitting on a park bench enjoying an official "date." Max is thoroughly enjoying a chocolate milk and a glazed doughnut covered in chocolate icing and sprinkles. I am drinking a breakfast smoothie while drooling over Max's chocolate icing doughnut. We are playing our official "3 Questions" date game:

Me to Max: "You know, Max, I think you are really good at being a leader at school and doing your school work the first time Ms. Sandy asks. What do you think you're good at?"

Max (as his lips are covered with chocolate icing and a milk mustache): "Fishin and goin on dates." :).....What're you good at, mommy?

After some dialogue, I tell Max it is his turn to think of a question for us to answer:

Max (With a huge chocolate grin): What's your fav-o-ite thsing bout me? :)

MELT my heart!! :)

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Scene 2: Jack stumbling into my bedroom at 6am with bedhead, half opened eyes, and a scratchy voice:

Jack: Mommy, is today da day Pasta Gawand (Pastor Garland) is gonna be my papa? :)

(Today was grandparents day at school and he has been looking forward to Pastor Garland coming to be his adopted papa!...Thank you, Pastor Garland!)

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Scene 3: Chris, the kids, and I at the mall, rushing to the car to head over to Hallandale for small groups. After 15 minutes of standing in the parking lot searching for our car keys to no avail, Chris concluded that he must have thrown the keys in the garbage with the scraps from the chik-fil-a kid's meals the boys just enjoyed. As we returned to the food court to debate which trash can can we used, I realized we were going to be late to small groups. I immediately started texting for back-up.

Me--to my friend and small group member: Hi girl. can u please get things started for me tonight? think i'm goin to be late.

p.s. we lost r keys in a trash can (don't know which one) in the food court at the mall. :). will be there asap.

Friend: Sure. on my way there now. traffic is terrible tho.

p.s. you guys r a bit dysfunctional outside of church, huh? :)

ME (As I watch Chris digging through trash can number 2 with only one glove on): Yes. Yes, we are definitely dysfunctional. :)

p.s. WARNING: dont shake Chris' hand tonight. :)

Note: After digging through 3 trash cans ( in the food court at the mall!....I just gag remembering some of the things he had to dig through!), Chris decided to check the last store we were in...Yep, they were sitting on the counter by the register. :)
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Pondering

2009-03-22T21:17:00.005-04:00

I often consider what my dad would say to me if I could talk to him now that he has seen Jesus face to face. Here's what I think he would say tonight:

HE IS WORTH IT! HE IS WORTH ALL YOU GOT. KEEP ON, Binker (dad's nickname for me).

You are not expecting big enough. He is so much more than I can attempt to explain in earthly words....Trust me, Holly, you need to dream bigger about what He will do through you and through the Church in your generation.

I know it is hard work, but Change The World. We (the generations of Christ followers before you) are cheering you guys on. This is YOUR time. Change the world. Bring them to Jesus.

By the way, we were worshipping around The Throne with you guys today, and that song your worship pastor sang...sick. Just sick. Tell him he's almost good enough to sing up here with us :).

Tell people who walk away from the Church that they are walking away from God's plan A for your world. There is no Plan B. And if they still choose to walk away, wipe the dust off your feet and move on...don't carry that rejection with you. They're rejecting God's plan, not yours. He is strong enough to carry that burden...YOU are not.

Remember to serve others...Always. "Jesus came to serve not to be served" (Matt. 20:28). Remember that. Keep serving others.

KNOW and LOVE HIM. More and more everyday, know and love Him.

Pray for more hunger, more passion, more fire, more boldness, more faith. You guys have a job (your generation of Christ-Followers) to do and you need to be equipped to do it. Stay on your knees.

I love you.

And as he walks away, I picture my dad turning back and saying, "Trust me, HE. IS. WORTH. IT. ...See you soon, Bink."

At FRC this weekend....

2009-03-17T16:13:00.003-04:00

604 people were rescued from eternity in Hell.

604 people laid their sins at the feet of Jesus and walked away with Him in their lives.

604 people now have a mansion being prepared for them in Heaven.

604 people would tell you that IT MATTERS....IT MATTERS that you look beyond your busy schedule and see the lost and hurting people around you. IT MATTERS that you seize every opportunity to bring those lost friends, family, neighbors, and coworkers to Jesus....IT MATTERS that you push beyond how you feel and just do what you were called to do....IT MATTERS that Christ-followers take their God-given job seriously...We have a world to reach....And this weekend at FRC, 604 people would tell you that IT MATTERS.

You can click here to watch Pastor Troy's "Eternity Matters" teaching from Sunday.

Vacation "B" Role

2009-03-14T21:10:00.009-04:00

We arrived home from our Denver/Nebraska trip Thursday night. Chris hit the door running, but I have been taking it slow with the kids and easing our way back into normal life (I know...it is a privilege that I am extremely grateful for!). Our trip was a blast!! BUT, I did accumulate enough humiliating/crazy stories in one week to keep this blog rolling for the next 6 months. The only problem is, you would never believe me if I told you them all at once. So for the sake of my credibility, I will spread them amongst other more serious and profound posts (because I am sooo good at those kinds of posts!!).

Seriously, I found myself saying over and over, "Jesus, PLEASE, this cannot be happening...I have plenty of funny/humiliating stories to keep my friends laughing for awhile...Please don't make me go through this....OK...Jesus, I guess we are gonna go through this. Give me the strength to just laugh and not blow. Amen."

One of the worst times was the first flight home (Yes, there were 2). Here is how our morning started:

4:27(AM)--Wake up in hotel. Dress. Dress kids while Chris checks out.

5:20--Grab a bagel for each kid from the continental breakfast . Load kids and luggage into car.

5:22--Remind Chris that we need to stop on the way to the airport to spray off the it's been on the farm for a week, hunting and 4 wheeling and now is completely mud plastered stroller before we take it into the airport because it would be oh-so humiliating to be carrying 7 bags of luggage, 3 kids, 2 car seats, and a double stroller that is dropping clumps of mud as we parade our way through the airport.

5:32--Realize that not only is the windchill below zero outside and washing a stroller right now is going to really stink (I would use a stronger word there, but I am watching my slang :), but also most manual car washes are: A. not located near an airport. and B. not open at 5:45 am. Begin to second guess the stroller idea and and start worrying about the time. FYI: Our flight leaves at 7am.

5:35--Glance down at my left hand and see NOTHING. Realize I left my wedding rings back in the hotel room. Calmly ask Chris to whip the car around, fly back to the hotel room, and retrieve my wedding rings.

5:46--Retrieve wedding rings, ditch stroller cleaning, head to airport...FAST.

6:01--Arrive at airport. Park car. Begin hauling 7 bags, 3 kids, 2 car seats, and a mud plastered stroller in the frigid outdoors to the ticketing line. Give kids the, "We are in a HUGE hurry and you HAVE to obey mommy and daddy the FIRST time, otherwise we will be left outside in this freezing cold all day" lecture. (Something like that).

6:15--Begin feeling a little relief about our time predicament as we are searching for Air Tran's ticketing counter because their are no lines anywhere.....That is until we spot one line which is a mile long....Which, of course, is Air Tran's.

6:20--Race to the back of the mile long line. Chris and I drop both the luggage and the kids with a huge sigh.

6:20:30--Matter-of-factly instructed by a non-Air Tran ticketing dude that we cannot set our luggage down while we wait in line. Supposedly, the Air Tran line is too long and our luggage is overlapping into his line which has NO Customers (Whose ever heard of Great Lakes Airlines anyways?).

6:20:45--Give Chris the remember you're a Christ-follower look as he CALMLY picks up our luggage and together we begin playing tetris with 7 bags, 3 kids, 2 car seats, and a mud-plastered stroller.

6:25--Realize the ticketing line is not moving. Briefly informed by fellow Air Tran travelers that the computers are down. They are having to hand write everything.

6:45--Finally check-in and begin the race with 3 kids, 2 bags, and a stroller to security. Realize that 3 miles on a treadmill a few times a week is not enough training for this (Did I mention the DIA is huge?)

6:50 Arrive at security. Chris takes the kids; I grab the bag with the baby bottles and formula and head straight to the lady with white hair who begins to give me the, "Do you really need 3 baby bottles, 2 water bottles, and a can of formula for only one child?" spiel. I, in turn, give her the, "This is only the first of 2 flights, we have 3 preschoolers (I always throw that one in for some reason!), we will not be home until 12 hrs from now, and wouldn't you want to be prepared so your baby doesn't have to drink the for-hand washing-only water in the airplane lavatories?" spiel.
Remind myself that like Chris, I too, am a Christ-follower. Whoops.

6:55---Chris and the kids clear security. He immediately throws (literally) the kids onto the stroller, gathers their shoes in his arms, and instructs me to meet him at the gate as soon as I am finished with the white-haired lady. He plans to beg them to hold the plane for me.

6:57--White-haired lady does the official infrared inspection on the baby bottles, empties my water bottles, and curtly hands me back the empty water bottles..."Um, thanks." Begin my race to gate A48.

6:58--Chris and I both have an "Oh, please don't let anyone have seen that" moment in the same place as we separately race to Gate A48. The Place? The Moving walkway..
WARNING: If you are in a hurry to the point of frantic...DO. NOT. Attempt. A. Moving. Walkway.

Chris' moment: Runs full speed with all 3 kids and the stroller down the moving walkway....he abruptly hits a bump and Jack tumbles out of the stroller onto the walkway. Chris scoops Jack in his arms and begins whispering in his ear "Don't cry, don't cry. Be Tough. Don't cry."
Chris continues heading full speed to Gate A48 with Max and Annie now in the double stroller and Jack in his arms desperately trying not to cry.

Me: A minute or so behind Chris, spot the moving walkway and head straight for it as I am frantically searching to make sure I am headed correctly toward Gate A48. After at least 15 FRUSTRATING steps on the walkway (and beginning to think, "Surely I am more coordinated than this?"), I realize that I am on a walkway headed in the opposite direction! UGHH!!! I had just enough time as I turned around to catch a glimpse of about 5 people...laughing :).

7:03--Finally arrive at Gate A48 just as the attendant at the boarding ramp is telling Chris he can get on with the kids, but she will not wait for me. The captain is ready to take off.

7:05--Forsake our mud-plastered double stroller with the attendant, expecting never to see it again and run down the boarding ramp to the plane.

7:06 Chris and I arrive at the plane door with all 3 kids just as they are shutting the door...They graciously (sort-of) allow us on, but instruct us to quickly find a seat...Oh, and they mention that since the computers were down it is open seating and there are no 2 seats left together.

7:11--After we have thoroughly ticked off all the passengers and attendants because: 1.We were late and 2. 8 people had to switch seats so our kids wouldn't be left unattended, we calmly settle in for a 2 1/2 hr flight with 3 preschoolers.

7:12--Jack begins a 30 minute crying marathon over his tumble and resulting "4 boo boos".

What a morning...Sometimes, Chris and I bite off a little more than we can chew. The problem is, we never realize it is too much until we are neck deep and the only way out is to KEEP ON PUSHIN' through the chaos! I am so glad we are a team at this...I would still be in the DIA family bathroom crying if we weren't in this together!

P.S.

9:45am--Arrive at ATL airport. Mud-plastered double stroller waiting for us as we exit the plane. :)

9:55--Eat at Moe's in the ATL Airport (It's 11:55 EST) and laugh until we cry over the past 6hrs!

Nebraska Part II

2009-03-12T18:00:00.000-04:00

Jesus, Thank you for the time to relax and to just be together. We are blessed.

Nebraska Part I

2009-03-11T14:32:00.002-04:00

"My heart is filled with joy by JUST BEING with family."

(The boys holding a baby field mice..."Oh the experiences on Papa Gene's farm!")

(Chris really enjoys JUST BEING at mom's kitchen table!)

(Annie had to wear a hair bow every day with grandma...one of the house rules:)

Quote of the day

2009-03-04T16:05:00.005-05:00

Me to Jack: "Jack, Mommy is really sad that you through a temper tantrum at school today when Ms. Betsy told you to lay down on your mat for nap time. You are going to get a spanking when we get home."

Jack: "I didn't throw a tempur....How you say it? tempur tanter?...I didn't throw a tempur tanter, mommy. I threw my mat and my pillow."

I am happy to report that not only did I laugh (on the inside, of course) but this happened 2 weeks ago and we have not had a repeated mat and pillow throwing episode...yet :)

Sunday Pictures

2009-02-27T15:31:00.007-05:00

My friend, Ileana, took these pics of the kids last Sunday at church and was kind enough to share them with me so I could post some updated pictures of my gang! Sundays can sometimes be a long day for my little ones, so I love to see pictures of each of them having a blast at church :).

We have a great team at our church, and they ALL pitch and help me keep the kids safe, fed, and happy on Sundays! Thank you to each and every one of (you know who you are!) for going to the extra mile each week to help make Sundays enjoyable (and safe!) for my little gang. We love Sundays with our HB family!!!

Frustration

2009-02-25T22:39:00.004-05:00

Which scenario would cause you the most frustration:

A. Packing up the baby and bags to head out for a morning of grocery shopping and errand running only to realize that you have no debit card, credit card, or cash in your wallet. As you sit there in utter confusion, you begin to vaguely remember seeing your kids playing with your purse while your were talking to your mom on the phone and cooking dinner last night.

B. Taking 30min to diligently write a grocery list only to get to the Super Target parking lot and realize you forgot the list at home.

C. Feeling like you struck gold because you found 2 checks on your husband's desk that you cashed so you could do your grocery shopping and errand running, only to get to the check out lane in Super Target and realize just as the cashier is saying, "Your total is $112.13 " that you left your coveted cash in the car. You must now ask the cashier to wait for you while you grab the baby and run back to the car for the cash. Did I mention there are 3 people behind you in the line?

D. Getting into your car after your money fiasco at Super Target and realizing you are already 15 minutes late to pick your kids up from preschool.

E. Being the spouse of the person who all this happened to in one morning and receiving the "please go get the boys and let me tell you about my morning while your on your way" phone call.

Just wondering if Chris or I had a more frustrating morning? :)

The humorous part is that I am leading a book study this week on being intentional about pursuing peace. Um, I definitely blew it this morning. I have this crazy fear of wasting time and become frantic very quickly when I sense time is going down the drain. Nothing distracts you more from pursuing peace than going into "frantic mode". At least I now have a great "go-to" illustration of what not to do for our study. :)

Will I Ever?

2009-02-23T19:05:00.009-05:00

Trust my kids enough to brush their own teeth?

Think cooking is worth all the planning, shopping, preparation, and dishes?

Know who I was created to be?

Have a winter bedspread and a summer bedspread?

Know how great my God is?

Fully realize that without Jesus I AM NOTHING. That apart from Him I can do nothing?

Clean my ceiling fans?

Have arms like Kelly Rippa's?

Be able to get Zoom Whitening?

Not feel tired?

Make an impact in this world?

Disgrace my family and my Savior?

Have faith enough to move mountains?

Get a rose tattoo?

Sleep in past 6am again?

Get used to getting up before 6?

Vacuum out my car?

Stick with my New Year's resolutions past Valentines Day?

Be able to do a real push-up?

Make the chai tea I bought 6 months ago, serve it in a dainty teacup, and sit on the back porch sipping it?

Be more interested in eating on nice dishes rather than paper plates?

Realize that my heart is wicked and easily fooled?

Get it together?

Be OK with not having it all together?

Change the layout on my blog?

Messin with the webcam

2009-02-17T20:40:00.005-05:00

Alright so this may mean more to the Flamingo Road crew but we thought we would share with all of you as we had some fun together tonight messin' with the webcam...

We are learning that ministry is really, really, really fun when done as a family...

"3 Questions" Game

2009-02-15T20:02:00.010-05:00

I am the world's worst blogger when it comes to doing themed posts. Those of you who had mega cute Valentine pictures, and what I love most about my man posts this past week, sure do know how to make a girl feel bad....it's cool, though :)

So here is my Valentine blog. I thought I would share with you one the top things Chris and I have learned that has revolutionized our marriage.

We call it the "3 Questions" game. We play this ANYTIME we go out together or have a planned time for conversation together after the kids are in bed (yes, with 3 little ones, we have to schedule weekly conversation time on the calendar......it's not the only thing we have to schedule :) Here's how it goes: We each have to come up with 3 questions that we BOTH have to answer honestly, and the question has to be about a previously decided topic for the night (marriage, our relationships with the Lord, parenting, future goals, hopes and dreams).

For example, some of the questions that came up on our Valentines date night were:

What is the one thing that you enjoy most about our marriage right now?
What is the hardest thing for you in our marriage right now?
Would you rather me help you more in the home or outside of the home? What can we do to cover the area you do not need me most?
What is your biggest personal struggle with sin right now? (This one really helps us learn how to pray for each other and hold each other accountable.)

This practice has taught Chris and I to be intentional about improving our marriage on a regular basis. We think of it as a "marriage debriefing". While it seemed a little silly at first, I have seen the benefits, and I hate going out without playing "3 Questions." It seems like a waste of a date...and we don't get enough of them to waste even one.

You know how counselors and pastors always say that you need to work a date night into your budget no matter what? That it is that important? Well, I don't totally agree with that statement. I believe that while date nights are great, you have to be intentional about them if you want to see improvements in your marriage. And let's face it, no matter how good your marriage is, there's always room to improve.

If Chris and I just go out to a movie and spend the evening sitting beside each other watching a screen, but don't take time to talk openly, don't make adjustments, and don't make plans for the future, we may have had a good time, but we wouldn't be any better off than if we each had taken time by ourselves to relax. We relaxed together and that was it. Tomorrow we will have the same problems we had yesterday.

We have learned that we need to be intentional...we need to debrief, make adjustments, and get a game plan for the future. We need to know what we are doing that's working and what isn't. I need to know what makes Chris feel loved and how he needs me most right now. And the right now is a biggie. I have realized that my answer to one question tonight may be totally different to the same question 3 months from now. As seasons change, so do our needs and the way we each feel loved. Right now, I feel loved most by help...any act of service that will bring a little relief is the number one way Chris can show me he loves me. However, before I had kids and when time was a little easier to come by, I was really liking me some gifts...or some quality time. A new outfit or a nice dinner out would say, "I love you" like no other. Not now, just give the kids a bath and I will know my man loves me. :)

I am convinced that a good marriage can fail because we failed to be intentional about making it great.

Do-Be-Do

2009-02-12T12:29:00.004-05:00

I read about this Do-Be-Do concept in this book a few weeks ago and it has been swimming in my head ever since:

Do what God has called me to do today.

Be who God has called me to be.

AND THEN

Do the distinct and bold work God has specifically designed for me to do before I die.

Am I doing what God has called me to do today in my family and church?
Am I becoming more like Christ each and every day?

Today God is calling me to know Him more and to get it through my thick head that I have value because He created me, not because of what I can do. Today God is calling me to be a loving wife and mother. Today God is also calling me to be a friend, sister, daughter, aunt, church volunteer, and neighbor.

Today, I will be grateful for the callings that God has made clear to me in this season. I will relish in the everyday moments and not beg God for more distractions. And although I may not be able to see past the endless to-do list or on-going sickness that has infested our home like the plague, I will remember that I am anointed for this. For this time and this season, I am anointed. For diaper changes, for never ending laundry, for leading alongside my husband at our campus, for bedtime stories, for dealing with temper tantrums, for encouraging my husband, for inviting my neighbors to church....for all of this...I am anointed.

I am reminded that it is through the day to day grind that God is molding my character so that one day I can complete the distinct work he has designed me to do hand in hand with Him.

And tomorrow when I find myself secretly wishing for a more "grand" role...I will remember DO-BE-DO.

Straight from the mouths of my boys

2009-02-06T13:38:00.003-05:00

1. Max to me: "Daddy onwy (only) kisses you and you onwy kiss daddy, but when I'm bigga I'm gonna kiss all da gils."

Uh Oh, we may be in trouble.

2. Jack to me: "You know what NAY NAY says? NAY NAY says, "I wike to move it, move it."" (as he is shaking his tooshie)

UM, yeah. I think mommy wants to meet little NAY NAY.

3. Chris to Max while he is crying because Jack beat him at Old Maid: "Well boy, you should be upset...that's what happens when you quit paying attention. You gotta keep your head in the game. Be mentally strong, boy. Your 2 year old brother just beat you. I wish I could say there's no cryin in baseball, but when you just give up...well now, that's something to cry about. You got beat by a 2 year old.

(He was totally kidding...and he knew Max wasn't hearing a word of it because he was screaming with his head in Chris' chest. But we got a kick out of the old college baseball coach talk.)

25 Random things

2009-02-04T10:30:00.009-05:00

OK, so maybe I wasn't as settled in as I had thought when I last blogged, hence the prolonged blogging absence.

I was tagged to do this for Facebook, so I thought I would share it here also.

25 Random things about Me:

I go to the gym many days just for the promise of getting a shower while my kids are being watched.
I rarely enjoy watching a movie for two reasons: 1. I sit there and can’t stop thinking about everything I could be getting done. 2. I hate sitting beside Chris and having to go 2 hours without conversing about something.
I have a hard time relaxing. I usually just keep going 100mph until I crash…Redline helps with the 100mph part, but it also makes the crash worse.
I never open a can of soda, but if my sisters or Chris is sitting by me drinking one, I will always drink some of theirs (they all love this about me!).
I hate making little decisions. Actually, I get stressed out if I have to go shopping by myself, pick a movie at blockbuster alone, or decide paint colors.
I love to brainstorm…doesn’t really matter what, I just like to think of ideas and solutions. My mom and I do this together on the phone all the time.
My family eats roast beef and pepper jack cheese on a low-fat flour tortilla about 3 nights a week.
My favorite guilt-releasing line is, “Let’s not make it about the food. We have way too much we want to do in a day, than to worry about what we’re going to eat or someone cooking.” It works for Chris and I.
I love playing dancing charades with my boys. Chris and I make them pick something we do daily to act out, but they have to do a dance with it. Chris and I laugh so hard we cry as we try to figure out what in the world they are doing. Max has the best driving a car dance and Jack’s brushing your teeth dance is hilarious.
My dad’s legacy spurs me on every day to love family, love God, and serve people with all I got.
My dad’s death taught me that life is short, and I get one shot to make a difference in this world. I mean it really taught me this.....it is usually the first thought in my head every morning. I pray that never changes.
My older sister broke my nose when I was 8. I blame her for that fact that my nose doubled in size that day and never went back to its normal state. If she were serious about righting her wrongs, she would finance a nose job for me.
I would love to get my nose pierced like Kelly Clarkson’s, but that would be like putting a diamond in a tennis ball. 2 thoughts on that: Would you really notice it? And, if you did notice, is that like drawing attention to the fact that you are playing jacks with a tennis ball when every one else is playing with a quarter sized bouncy ball?
It took me 22 years to grow into my nose, and then I learned in nursing school that your nose keeps growing your whole life. So I got like one good nose year, and now I am dealing with the same old “Does my nose looks big with this shirt?" junk I grew up with. The worst part is, I never had my picture made during that one good year!
I had a bad accident doing a flip on my trampoline at a party in high school. I messed my teeth up really bad. I just found out I need 4 crowns and 2 more root canals because of that accident 12 years ago.
I don’t have dental insurance…forgot to sign up for that…whoops.
The one good thing about my trampoline accident was that when my teeth went through my bottom lip, they left my lip twice the size as it was before. It was like getting collagen implants for free. I believe this was God’s way of helping my lips come a little closer to fitting my nose.
The legacy Chris and I desire to leave our kids is that when God asked something of us, we said, “ Yes”. Every time. No matter how hard, how high the potential for failure was, or how scary. Just that mom and dad said “Yes” to God.
I was cut from the basketball team at college. It was a REALLY small college.
I am a maximizer…that is my word for the fact that nothing drives me more crazy than wasting time, not accomplishing something when the opportunity was clearly there. For example, it does not make sense to me why we would watch a movie without folding laundry, or hang pictures without having a brainstorming session, or not doing something active on “date night” so we spend time together and get exercise. I call it maximizing; Chris calls it sick in the head.
My two modern-day, women of faith hero's are My mom and Beth Moore.
I love playing speed card games with my mom and siblings…but they never play with me because they’re afraid to lose. My grandma will play with me, but then who can justify beating G-ma?
My sisters and I argue all the time about who’s the funniest, but really they all can make me laugh until I cry.
Growing up with 3 sisters, I used to hate it when people would say, “My family thinks _______ sister is the prettiest (or funniest or smartest), but we think you are the most friendly. That comment alone scarred me for many years…thanks, Shannon :)
I think my husband is hot...mostly because he wasn't cut from the ball team at the REALLY small college.

Update..Again

2009-01-25T19:33:00.002-05:00

This is going to be a quick update. I am at Panera using there free wi-fi (I did buy a coffee because I feel bad for not ordering something, but don't you just hate their coffee?..It really is gross). We won't have Internet access at the new house until Wednesday.

Thank you all for your prayers for my sanity; and at least I have been able to humor you as I am gasping for air while I tread water to keep from drowning in this crazy moving chaos....BUT..... drum roll, please...WE ARE SETTLED IN THE NEW HOUSE, and I even have a few pictures on the walls. WOO HOO!! Actually, it looks pretty good inside, except for a few random boxes. Now the garage is another story. Every time Chris has to go out to the garage, he says,"Pray for me; I'm going in."

I don't know if it has been the move or what, but my boys are sooo clumsy (if they were girls, I would tell you it must be that time of month for them...but they're not, so I just have to chalk it up to pure clumsiness!) They have broken so many things in the past week. I have to keep telling myself, "They're just things."

Here's the top 8 things we have broken in the last 8 days:

My camera
Chris 6-disc CD player in his car...(I know this isn't a big deal to some people...but we are not techies, so when the only tech things you have in your house are a 10-year old TV with a VHS, a $19.99 CD player, and a $16 Walmart black friday special DVD player, your 6 disc CD player in your car is like your state of the art Bose speakers (just kidding...I have no clue if those are expensive or cool, but you get my point...it hurt Chris)
Jack's new CARS scooter
My over sized black vase with hand painted wooden Hawaiian flowers (OK...this was the one that hurt me the most. Chris is giving me a hard time for whining about it, because I bought it at a yard sale. But that is no reason for it not to hurt...the lady swore to me that it was straight from Hawaii and hand painted and she paid mega-bucks for it. Chris swears he's seen it at Wal-mart.
The only other vase I owned---this one was pretty too.
The door to my armoire that holds our 10-year old TV with the VHS player. Now there is no hiding that we are completely old school...Well it had 2 doors in the front and only one broke, so we I guess we can half hide it. I take that back, Chris says we can't hide it because nobody else has an armoire anymore. He says you all have flatscreens that hang on the wall. I just can't figure how you would put bunny ears on top of that :)
Chris' knee. I don't know if it is necessarily broken, but he is limping and whining like it is. The armoire door fell on it....
Garbage disposal. This one really hurts me too, but it'll be fixed tomorrow.

OK, Panera is closing so I have no time to do a spell/grammar check...Sorry!!

Seriously, This is Not Happening

2009-01-21T14:29:00.006-05:00

Chris and I are in the twilight zone today. I am not kidding. We are in the middle of moving so we have half of our house (kitchen and food) at our new one and the other half (beds and clothes) at the old one. I think I am losing my mind.

Annie has been sick for over a week now, and she WILL NOT sleep. Yesterday, Max joined her on the "out of commission" list. So this morning I had planned to take Max, Annie, and a carload of things to the new house and then run a few errands that we needed done before small groups at church tonight. Well, my car would not start. GREAT. I called Chris and he came home from work to jump my car. The only problem was, that while his car was jumping mine, his ran out of gas. We now have two cars sitting in our driveway not working, and my husband is jogging to the gas station. Right before Chris left for his jog, he runs in the room and says, "I am going to take my book with me so I can prepare to lead my small group." He is going to take his book jogging to the gas station?? I think that goes beyond great time management to desperation.

Oh well, like Chris says, "We get 365 days a year, we can't expect them all to be smooth." That's for sure!! :)

It sure is a battle today with the enemy, but he is not taking this day. "Today is the day the Lord has made, we will rejoice and be glad in it"...no matter how many things go wrong at the Brown house :).

Friday's Midnight Madness

2009-01-17T00:43:00.006-05:00

How come my sister can take her kids and my kids (7 total...7 and under!) to Super Target BY HERSELF, do her week's worth of grocery shopping, buy all the kids an Icee, buy herself a Starbucks, and everyone comes home in a good mood; while I, on the other hand, have been brushing my teeth for two days with Sparkle Fun Kid's Crest toothpaste because I am too scared to run into CVS by myself with 3 kids? Seriously, she could do that with her eyes closed, and I am getting anxious because I only have enough Sparkle Fun left for the morning brushes tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the day. I have done this enough times to know that there will not be one dry eye(including mine) when we are finished. Here's what I am anticipating:

I will be carrying the carrier (because the carts are too small to set one on and Annie can't sit in a cart yet), and the boys will be walking and holding hands (because I can't push them in a cart while carrying Annie's carrier). The boys will stay holding hands for all of 10 seconds when one of them spots the Valentine candy and darts off. I will struggle a bit to keep everyone corralled with me while I quickly grab the toothpaste, but I'll manage it. The trouble always comes at the checkout, where the man in front of me will be asking the cashier a 101 questions and then will check his receipt and realize the cashier forgot to give him his 1% cash back. The cashier will explain to him that he forgot to use his CVS Extra Care card. At this point, I will begin praying for patience as the man asks the cashier to void everything and start over so he can use his Extra Care card and get his 1% cash back. I am now contemplating whether we can just brush with baking soda until the boys are back in preschool on Tuesday and I can come back then...all the while I am still holding Annie's carrier and giving the boys the quit touching the candy and get by me NOW look. The boys will come to me for about 15 seconds while the cashier is waiting on the manager to do an override so she can ring up the man in front of me again, and then Jack will run off and Max will quickly say, "I'll get him" and chase after him. I will wait for approximately 15 more seconds, start getting very anxious, and then begin debating whether I take the carrier with me to go chase after the boys and lose my place in line, or do I leave Annie and the carrier in line to save my spot in hopes the boys are just around the corner? As the next 5 seconds tick by with surmounting panic and anxiety, I will quickly ditch the toothpaste on the candy display, grab the carrier, run after the boys, give them the You are in BIG TROUBLE look, and usher everyone to the car. NO DRY EYES.

I think we'll just go with the baking soda........

Home Update

2009-01-14T11:24:00.005-05:00

We found a house!!

WooHOO! Those of you who commented and said you would take the "wrecking crew" in can breathe a sigh of relief. We are not going to be homeless. Actually, the landlord is letting us move our stuff in slowly over the next 2 weeks, so I am even going to escape that frantic pack everything just to move a mile and unpack in 2 days feeling. I think I may just tell Chris he can cancel the reservation he made for me at the mental institution......well, it may be too soon to tell for that!

Seriously, God is so good.....the location is perfect for us, I like the house and neighborhood better than where we are at currently, AND it is cheaper! It was a scramble for sure, but the Lord was all over it and we are set to go.

I would post pictures but my "wrecking crew" has been busy at work this week. They managed to break my camera and the CD player in Chris' car.....oops!! I will post pics of our new place just as soon as I get my camera fixed (which, to be honest, our lease will probably end before that happens!! But I'll try, I promise! :)

Name Calling

2009-01-11T20:51:00.001-05:00

Now, I know the title is a little cheesy, but Numbers 13 records one of the best name calling sessions I have ever read about.

OK...so you know how Joshua was one of the only two spies who came back after scoping out the enemy's land and reported that he was ready to take them on in war and fight for the land God had promised the Israelites? He was confident that God would do what He promised His people. Even though the enemy was bigger and stronger and only one other warrior was going to stand up with him against the other 10 cowards, Joshua still courageously said "Let's fight 'em and watch God deliver the enemy into our hands."

Here's what the Lord showed me....Did you know that Moses changed Joshua's name from Hoshea to Joshua before he was sent to scope out the Promised Land? The name Joshua comes from the Hebrew root which means, "to deliver", "to be victorious."

Now hold on to that thought for a minute and consider this: Do you know how many times I found either Moses or the Lord directly telling Joshua to"Be strong and courageous" before he led the Israelites in battle? SIX times! (And this was just at a glance into the end of Deuteronomy and the first chapter of Joshua...it may have been more than that!)

Now this is only my thoughts...so take it for what it's worth. I cannot help but to think that maybe Joshua was not naturally such a courageous, faith-filled risk-taker after all. Could it be that Moses called out in him his potential? That Moses knew the plan God had for him before Joshua did and that "Calling Out" by His most respected leader...the one who's face had shone because he met with God on the mountain; the one who among his own people, there was no question that he heard directly from God... gave Joshua the courage and fire inside him to live up to his potential? That finally his "Calling" was made as clear to him as his name? Could it be that when his name was changed to his purpose: "Victorious One"...he was inspired to risk it all to allow God to prove his name? And it is by that courage that Joshua reached his God potential in this life.

Dear Father, give me a new name...a name that defines my purpose. May my purpose be as clear to me as my first name. Give me the courage and fire inside me to follow where you lead believing with everything in me that You will make my life prove my name.

random questions

2009-01-08T21:27:00.005-05:00

Please comment...I want to hear from you:

Do you twitter?
Do you do both (blog and twitter)?
If you're married, would your spouse ever hire you as his/her secretary (assuming he was in a job where he needed one)?
Would you ever take in a homeless family (particularly one with 3 kids under 4)?

Just a little curious tonight.

I'll answer first to be fair:
1. No
2. No
3. NEVER :) Chris loves me till death do us part...but that would be the death of me.
4. Definitely!! For sure...without thinking twice!! FYI: Did you know that we have to be out of our house in less than 3 weeks and we have yet to find another place?

Sunshine State

2009-01-06T22:23:00.005-05:00

I took the boys to the park today....we lasted about 45min because the boys were complaining of being "too hot." It's January, and it is too hot to play outside. Man, I love it here. I am all about the warmth.

I realized that this is the longest I have ever stuck to my New Year's resolutions (I know...It has been a sad story in years past). I am convinced that the weather is to blame for my past failures with sticking to my resolutions. It is mush easier to clean out garages, jog, load the kids in and out of the car, and wash the car when you can actually feel your fingers! January is pretty miserable (at least to me) in Charlotte. You rarely get snow, but you always get freezing rain, black ice, and many gray, dreary days. That first early morning, let me jump start my resolutions jog in below freezing weather and I already felt defeated. Most years I just stopped there and never even began the rest of my list! Not this year...I am sticking to the easy things and thanking God for the Sunshine State!!

random thoughts

2009-01-04T22:47:00.005-05:00

I'm just about to climb into bed after an exhausting but wonderful Sunday.

A few random thoughts tonight:

I love my church...I love the people, the worship, the teachings, the pastor, the energy, the breakfast bar...all of it. The best thing though, is that people show up expecting (not hoping or wishing) God to show up in a huge way..and He does...EVERY WEEK.
I will never go to Super Walmart again on a Sunday afternoon. Actually, I don't think I will ever go there again any day. It was a futile attempt to save money so I can stick to our new budget :). I'd rather not eat. I hate that place..Super Target it is from now on.
Our worship Pastor and his wife came over for dinner and discussion tonight...I honestly think our kids ate a dozen cookies each, and then they washed 'em down with some hidden candy they found. I seriously need to get better at multi-tasking (talking, thinking, and watching the kids would be a good place to start!)
We did have a great conversation though...I think we solved the world's problems...or at least Hallandale's. Do you think our kids' teeth is too big of a price to pay for that?
I am so thankful for my gym membership...it guarantees me a shower everyday :). Should I feel guilty when the childcare worker asks me what part of the gym I'll be in in case they need to get me and I respond, "The shower"? :)
My man rocks...he hits husband, dad, and pastor out of the park....I love him....

Easy '09 Resolutions

2009-01-03T20:27:00.004-05:00

My prayer for 09 is that I do the things that are easy to do, but unfortunately are even easier not to do. The easy things in my life....the things I know will make a difference in the long run. I won't see the difference each day, but I know they will pay off. It's not hard each day to get up early and spend time in prayer and Bible study, but it's easier to just snuggle in (especially if you're freezing in NC!). It's not hard to go to the gym or play football with the boys, but most days it's just easier not to do those things. This year, with the Holy Spirit's help, I am going to make the choice daily to do the "little things" that are easy to do but even easier not to do.

Here's just a few of the easy to do, but even easier not to do things I am committing to daily for 09:

spending quality time in prayer and Bible study
praying with my kids
spending uninterrupted time with the kids
one on one conversation and prayer with Chris (or almost daily...with 3 little ones we have to plan for this or it never happens!)
reading 10 pages of a good book
sticking to our new budget (OK...this one will not be easy!)
exercising

What are a few of your goals for '09?

Update

2008-12-14T21:51:00.005-05:00

Hey Guys!! I know I have been just terrible about posting during the past month. I am no longer going to delay the inevitable....a short break in blogging. In order to simplify things during this busy season and to stay sane and joyful, I am going to take a break from posting for the next two weeks. Check back after the first of the year and you will see a whole new, consistent posting me (hopefully...it will definitely make it to the New Year's resolution list :)!

In the meantime, Enjoy this wonderful holiday season with your family.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!

Annie---5 months

2008-12-08T21:20:00.006-05:00

Bath Time Hairdo's

2008-12-05T21:27:00.007-05:00

MAX AS THE JOKER:

JACK AS CINDY LOU WHO ( from THE GRINCH)

Jack Favorite bath time hairdo:

Promised Tips

2008-11-30T22:24:00.005-05:00

A few tips for those of you who may feel like money is too tight to be a part of The Gift Revolution:

1. Cut down on the "little" luxuries you may take for granted. Better to grab a Starbucks or Jamba Juice half as often, but be able to bless someone else with one when we do.

2. Remember...money is not the only way to bless. What would you ask for if someone said they wanted to bless you? Would it be money? OK maybe, but not always. If you are in the same boat as me, it might be something like free childcare, a clean car or house, Christmas decorations put up outside, a cooked meal, an encouraging word to keep going even when aliens have invaded your kids, a compliment (for example, "You look great...even though you have spit up on your shoulder, toilet paper hanging from your boot, and roots as black as Cuban coffee. Tell me, Holly, how do you do it all?")

Here's an example: On Thanksgiving, one of our friends held Annie for us and his kids entertained our boys while Chris and I ate, and I really think it was the first meal in a very long time that I have (1) eaten without a kid on my lap (2) actually tasted. It was a huge blessing. To bless someone does not have to include money.

One more: A friend text me today that she was sending me a high five...no money involved, but it made me smile right in the middle of cleaning up spilled spaghettios.

3. Cheat and skip a few things this year so you can be a part of this Revolution.

One thing we are skipping is Christmas cards. Chris and I decided we would rather put Gift Revolution cards in people's hands with a small blessing than one with a picture of our family on it. Small thing, but a way for us to cut back.

Where can you cheat this year so you can bless someone else?

4. Trust God. Make a choice to believe the truth...that your Father owns it all, and can He lavish you tomorrow with a million bucks if He decides to. He wants us to bless others in His Name. He will fund you with the resources you need to make His Name great. Believe that...and pray for strength to walk in that belief even when you don't feel it....or when it looks like there is too much month and too little money. Our employers, our investments, our savings are not the sources of our income...they are just a tunnel by which God provides for us. He has lots of tunnels...don't get hung up on which ones He is going to use to provide for you. Just trust...and leave that to Him to figure out...He can handle it.

5. Finally, remember that you cannot out-give God. For Chris and I, when money gets tight, and we seem to come up empty handed (no pun intended :) with ideas on how to make immediate extra income, we do the only thing we know to do based on this verse....We increase our giving. Invest more in the eternal, and sit back and watch God work in your present. His word will prove true.

Don't let anything stop you from joining the Revolution with us!

Let me know of any ideas/tips you may have.

Join the Revolution!

2008-11-30T21:21:00.013-05:00

Our family has had a blast being a part of The Gift Revolution. We are so excited for this opportunity to participate in something so fresh and life changing. What a great time to just focus on others...I for one am glad to get my mind off politics, the crashing economy, our financial pressures and instead focus on giving to others, changing the way people think, and inspiring the world.

Here are a few of the things that Chris and I have been able to do so far (nothing to creative...yet):
(We always leave TGR card so hopefully they will check out the website there we know they will be pointed to Jesus.)

left extra tips for waitresses
paid for a haircut and tip for someone
bought someone's coffee
helped a friend in need who needed childcare
helped a church member pay the difference she was short on her bills this month
ran in 2 races on TGR team and had the boys pass out candy canes and say "Merry Christmas" to those at the race.
gave breakfast to the early birds on Black Friday as they were waiting in line at Target and Best Buy (we were up at 3am...I cannot believe people get up that early to shop!!) We had so much fun. Everyone was shocked that we were feeding them for free. To top it all off, one of the guys in our group had the idea that once the store opened we should go back and clean up the trash everyone left behind as they stood in line waiting for hours. The managers were so thankful and surprised...It was great. Except, for the fact that I stuck my hand in someone's half eaten bowl of soup..I'm not just talking about my fingers either...it was a full covering of the entire hand. Disgusting. Every time I think about it, I wash my hands again or grab some sanitizer. I have gone through 2 bottles of hand sanitizer since then and still feel gross. :)

I want to encourage you all to check out the website and jump on board with us if you haven't already. I promise you will be blessed immensely and you will enjoy this Christmas season more than ever before. We ARE going to change the world, and we don't want anyone to miss out!!

Tomorrow (hopefully), I am going to post a few suggestions for those of you who feel like money is too tight to join us or who are stressing because you want to be a part, but feel like you have nothing to give.

Until then, remember what Paul said and be encouraged:

1And now, brothers, we want you to know about the grace (the favor and spiritual blessing) that God has given the Macedonian churches. 2Out of the most severe trial, their overflowing joy and their extreme poverty welled up in rich generosity. 3For I testify that they gave as much as they were able, and even beyond their ability. Entirely on their own.

2 Corinthians 8:1-3

Fashionista Friend

2008-11-28T17:31:00.003-05:00

OK, in follow-up to my shopping finds post, I thought I would send you to my friend's blog. she is a true fashion expert, and she has posted some great fall fashions for those of us who need a little assistance. Check it out, and I swear, if it is on her blog, it's in style (sorry, Paige, but she does have skinny jeans on there!)

I really think she must look at me all the time and think, "Good try, Holly, but not quite." :) Keep posting tips, Heather....I'm a good pupil...I'll get better.

Gift Revolution

2008-11-23T14:17:00.008-05:00

Hey Guys, I don't have much time at all, but if you read this today, you totally have to check out my church's internet campus at 5:00pm tonight. We just had the best weekend service EVER and they are going to do it one last time online at 5:00. YOU HAVE TO SEE IT.......I promise you won't want to miss it...it was the best church service I have ever been to!! CHECK IT OUT!

If you read this after 5:00 today, check out thegiftrevolution.com for a glimpse of what's being launched at here in South Florida and at many other churches around the world!!

Shopping Finds

2008-11-21T21:18:00.011-05:00

Faith and Paige wanted to see some of my finds from Express and I thought it would be fun to play along.

A few things you should know first: I am on a budget, on top of that...I am frugal ( I will never buy anything that is not on sale), I try to look stylish when I can...but I have been pregnant or transitioning from pregnancy for the last 4 years, so I am just getting back into noticing and caring about fashion. I just say all that to say I try, but I am sure I screw it up often. That's OK...I'm me...and I won't wear something I don't like, so even if I screw it up fashion wise, I still like it.

I go for 2 types of casual looks ALWAYS:

The 1st look: very comfy and casual stay-at-home mom who wants to look somewhat stylish, but HAS to be able to bend down and play with kids or carry them without being uncomfortable or immodest. Most days I prefer gym clothes. Mostly, because I have convinced myself that if I just put them on, I will make a point to the gym sometime during the day.

2ND look: Dressy casual. I Prefer blue jeans with something, but will take it up a notch or two for church or date nights with Chris.

OK--Here's what I got (all for $100. I also had a coupon for $30 off any $100 purchase.)

Long purple striped shirt/dress...$14.99

I paired this shirt/dress with leggings and a pair of black flats. I really liked the look, but it totally broke my bend down with the kids and still be modest rule. This outfit did not work out too well at the kids thanksgiving program today. I was carrying Annie and helping the boys...every time I would reposition Annie on my hip or bend down to wipe the boys face, I felt like the dress would hike up way to high. I was having to tug on this constantly. Not recommended for mom's who are still carrying kids, unless you get a day out without the kids, then it would be great.

Pink graphic tee....$19.50

Skinny leopard belt...$12.99

I love this tee and belt. I am going to wear the belt over the tee with dark skinny jeans and either my knee-length black boots (on the outside) or these copper heels. I like the look with the heels, but I would have to roll the jeans. I know that I have seen jeans with a small roll all over mannequins and in magazines. I just am not quite sure I can pull it off. What do you guys think... heels or boots? Have you attempted the small roll again? I hate it with those converse shoes, but I think it will look nice with heels...I think.

The sales associate told me to wear this tee with black jeans, but I don't have black jeans...so dark blue it is...I hope it works :)

Oh yeah, this tee was on the mannequin with a sweet short black jacket, but the jacket wasn't on sale and definitely not in the budget, so I am going to wait. But if you have a short black jacket and a scarf you can pair with a cool tee, it did look great.

knee length cream sweater...$49.00

OK, this one was a splurge for me, but I justified it because I had a $30 coupon. So it really was only $19.99.

This was Chris' favorite. It's really pretty...has these gold flecks in it that make it look holidayish.

I am going to wear this with brown leggings and either my short brown boots or those copper heels again.

Casual red 3/4 sleeve top...$12.99

This one is nothing to brag about, but it is super comfy and great for running a few errands in before I head to the gym.

What do you think of my finds? Did I do OK without my sisters? Tell me now...because I still have the tags on everything...I can take it back if I need to! I am excited about them..I practically doubled the amount of clothes I have that fit (not quite, but close!)

One day soon I will share my frugal shopping tips with you, but here's one for now: If you like the legging look, it's great because it is super comfy, in style, and cheaper (you don't have to buy the bottom half :). Oh, and don't buy your leggings at the mall. You can get those at Target for $6.99.

Last thing: If you are trying something new and not quite sure about it: The best thing to do is act confident!! Don't act like you're not sure...Be confident about it and usually (I can't promise for sure!) you can pull it off.

Random thoughts

2008-11-20T13:04:00.004-05:00

Sorry for the prolonged absence...I will spare you my excuses, but know that I have plenty :)

It is cold in South Florida this week!! I am not kidding we have been wearing hoodies all week...Right before I moved here, I gave away every piece of winter clothes I owned except one maternity hoodie.....I know....call me stupid, but I figured it's MIAMI, surely I won't need winter clothes. If you see me regularly and have been wondering, NO I AM NOT PREGNANT...I'm just cold!
I am nervous for Max tonight. He has a thanksgiving program at school tomorrow and he's Squanto. I don't know what he has to do for the program, but the last time he got on stage he looked so miserable it just about broke my heart (I really thought he was going to vomit right there in front of everyone). I hope he does well...he wants so bad to be on stage...but it makes him very nervous. I keep telling him to look for me and just talk like he is talking to me. Chris keeps telling him, "Max, you have to feel the fear and do it anyways." :) Isn't that hard? To let go and watch while you allow your child to wrestle through their fear because you know it will make him stronger?... Makes me want to puke with him.

Here he is at his last program: Doesn't he look pathetic? And trust me, this is the best picture, I deleted the others...it killed me just to look at them.

I stink at shopping alone. Since moving down here, I have learned this the hard way. I regret that I have spent many hours trying on hundreds of things in malls only to return home empty handed. It is so frustrating. Well, tonight, I could not take putting on one of my 5 shirts that actually fit again. So, I ran to the mall while Chris stayed home with the kids. This time I was on a mission. I had only one hour and a small budget. I went right to an associate in Express and said, "OK, here's the deal...I have this coupon, this much money, and I usually shop with one of my 3 sisters or mom, but they aren't here....and I need help. Desperate help....and honest feedback." She looked at me like I was crazy, but she obliged and help me put a few cute things together.

A Good Work....In Progress

2008-11-12T10:17:00.007-05:00

At church tonight a dear friend of mine shared with me that she really "blew it" today as a mom. Boy, can I relate to that. I hate that feeling. As she was sharing her mothering struggles with me, this picture came to mind (I saw this when I was in Nebraska and loved it):

What a comfort it is to know that even when we've "blown it" our God is not giving up on us. He will finish in us what He started....a good work! Just some days are worse than others aren't they? Some days I feel like that "good work in me" is under so much construction that I should wear a sign on my back that states: WARNING: Hard Hats Required. :)

Be encouraged today that God never gives up on you....and you shouldn't give up on you either...you are a good work in progress.

My Boys

2008-11-10T20:24:00.009-05:00

Did you know both my boys can pee in the same toilet at the same time? The first time I discovered this in action, Max said "Look, Mom, isn't this cool--we're sharing." What do I say to this? Sometimes I have no idea how to mother boys. "Um yeah, Max that is cool. You are being good boys sharing the toilet." I know...lame, but they are pretty proud of this self taught (maybe daddy taught--I'm not sure yet) accomplishment.
A few days ago Max broke something trivial and says to me, "I'm sorry I broke this mom, but we can call Mr. Allldo and ask him to fix it."
Me (feeling a little defensive that he said Mr. Aldo and not Chris): "We'll just ask daddy to fix it when he gets home from work.
Max: "I think we should call Mr. Allldo because Bianca says her daddy can fix anything."
Me: (Feeling really defensive by this point): "Well, Max, your daddy can fix anything too. And next time someone tells you that their dad can fix anything, you're supposed to say, "My daddy can fix anything your daddy can fix.""

I know....I'm not in kindergarten anymore.
Yesterday while playing with a play pizza set and talking to himself, I overheard Jack occasionally yell, "God" (like he was calling for him). After doing this for a few minutes he storms into my bathroom exasperated and explains to me: "Mom, I keep calling God cuz...cuz He's pizza is weddy and He not comin. He needs a spankin. Go get Him and spank Him.

You tell me: How do you explain that one to a 2 year old?
Did you know that when mad at each other little boys can just smack each other and be done with it? No prolonged emotional agony....just smack each other and continue on playing together. Why can't girls be a little more like that?
Final thing....See this pic:

My boys are supposed to be in bed. When I went to check on them, I found this bench moved into their doorway. When I questioned what they were doing, Max says, "Mom you can't walk in our gate. You need your sticker to pick us up." (He's referring to the security sticker you have to have at church to pick the kids up...I hate to admit we have learned this lesson the hard way!) :).

Oh, my boys, they make me laugh time and time again.

Grateful Part II

2008-11-04T22:23:00.001-05:00

Another thing I found myself thanking God for during my time in Nebraska was time alone with my mom (that is, if you consider me, my mom, and my 3 kids alone...I do!) And no, Mom, in case you are thinking that I am just trying to keep you from feeling left out after my last post...you're wrong:). If you happened to grow up in a large family then I know you would agree that time alone with one parent is a rare occasion. I had so much fun just being with my mom. Normally, when I am with my mom we (my mom and her 4 daughters) take care of all our "girly things". We get our hair done, get pedicures, go to coffee, shop-- and maybe a few other things I won't post :). I didn't know if we would know what to do with ourselves on a farm a ways away from anything "prissy". But man, we had a blast! We talked, we baked, we cooked (OK, well, she cooked and I talked :), we shopped, we carved pumpkins, we ate (Boy did we eat!! I had 3 home cooked meals every day....The last time that happened had to be during my high school years when I was still at home...my poor husband and kids!)

My mom is such a woman of God and she definitely has the gift of wisdom, so it was such blessing to have her ear and insights for an entire week. AND we actually got a little shopping in too!

Thanks Mom, for a great week. I am very grateful for all energy and time you put into cooking and caring for us, cleaning up after us, and arranging for the kids to have each day jam-packed with new experiences. You would be proud of me too--I felt so guilty with every bite of those 3 home cooked meals each day, that I have stepped up my game in the kitchen at home. I have limited protein bars to only one meal a day (I know, it is horrible..my boys are hooked on high school musical protein bars)! I actually made eggs the other night (yes, night...breakfast remains the one protein bar meal) and Max, says, "Mom, this is the best supper you've cooked"....and the worst part...Chris says, "I agree"! EGGS, Mom...the best thing I've ever cooked. How pathetic. You will see a new me by Christmas. That's right. You can take me off the ice, dinner rolls, and paper product list...I am going to blow you away with the new kitchen- friendly me :).

P.S. I know I have posted a gazillion pics on my last few entries...but I can't figure out how to do a slide show...I'm going to keep working on it though!!

Grateful Part I

2008-11-02T17:29:00.010-05:00

Our trip to Nebraska was amazing. The entire week I was overwhelmed with gratitude. I was reminded over and over that God loves us, that He enjoys blessing His children with all sorts of fun things, and that He will meet every need and fill every void in our lives. Simple truths, I know, but ones that were reiterated to me during my time in Nebraska. One of the main things for which I am grateful is Gene. Gene is my mom's new husband....I thank God for him.

Gene, I know you will never read this, but just in case you decide to turn on your computer.....I want to say thank you. Thank you for jumping in and receiving my kids just as if they were your own grand kids.
I hate death. I hate that you and mom both lost the person in this world most precious to you. I hate that I lost my dad and my kids lost their grandfather....I hate that your family lost their mother and grandma....I hate that there is a little heartache in each of us at all times because of the loss of my dad and your Martha. But this past week I was reminded of God's goodness through you.
God is so good to us. This week I found myself overwhelmed with emotion time and time again: when I would see my children's face as they were in your arms, when I would see my mom's face in your company, when I would feel the peace in your home...God has used you to fill many of those voids that death so fiercely left us with when dad died. Thank you for embracing all of us. I distinctly remember a conversation I had with mom once when you two first started talking. She said she was going to wait to tell you how big our family was. I didn't get it. I said, "Why would you do that? He would probably love to know that you have you 5 kids, 4 son-in laws, and 6 awesome grandchildren....I think most people would consider that a huge blessing." She said, "Holly, I think most people would consider that a lot of baggage!" :) Thank you for not treating us like baggage :). Thank you for loving and serving us in multiple ways: By teaching my boys so many new things, by allowing them to tag along and "help" even when I know it made things much harder and slower for you, by holding Annie until she fell asleep in your arms time and time again, by letting me tell you things about my dad, by praying for us by name everyday, by introducing us as family to your church, by fixing fresh coffee every hour :).

I am reminded of this verse: Isaiah 40:11
He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young.

Thank you for being Jesus' hands to us.....for gathering our kids in your arms, carrying them close to your heart, and gently leading our family. We love you.

Here's a letter from Max:

Papa Gene,

Thank you for letting us go to the farm. My favorite part was feeding Abe. I loved riding him too. I love you. My daddy laughed when I gave him the pheasant's fetter (feather), foot, and tail from you. Mommy and I laughed really hard too. Thank you for letting me pee outside in the snow.

I miss you and Grandma.

Love, Max

Halloweeen Pics

2008-10-31T21:35:00.004-04:00

MAX THE POWER RANGER:

JACK AS CURIOUS GEORGE:

AND ANNIE making her Halloween debut as....well, we like to call this....J. LO ON SOUTH BEACH :)

I recently had a friend tell me, "You may have two southern boys, but you can be sure Annie is going to be a Miami girl." :) I'm not exactly sure what she meant by that, but she does look like a little Miami girl here, doesn't she?

Flower Child

2008-10-30T16:29:00.006-04:00

We are home!! The trip home from Nebraska was sooo much better than the trip out there. It had to be: I made my mom do the 6 hour drive part of the trip the day before the flight (instead of doing it all in one day), I bought new carry-on bags that had wheels (and left the ones that didn't), I packed my spanking spoon so that it was readily accessible for me and visible to my kids :) , and I checked in all my car seats and carriers and just carried the kids in my arms. Besides the fact that I am now on a 6 month back-recovery plan with my chiropractor (the result of carrying at least 2 kids at a time through the Atlanta airport :), I am doing great and eager to get back into our routine. I have so many pictures to show you and just as many thoughts to share about our trip, but I will have do that another day because right now I am running around trying to get things ready for Halloween tomorrow. I just wanted to show you Annie's pre-Halloween costume:

Here's our FLOWER CHILD:

I can't wait to show you her "real" costume tomorrow!!

"Sunscorched and Satisfied" is currently "Frostbitten and Fulfilled"!

2008-10-24T16:58:00.008-04:00

Here are some pics of our October - thats right October get away - Can you believe this?

Visiting the Farm

2008-10-22T16:03:00.005-04:00

OK, guys, just wanted to say thank you to those of you who prayed for us during our trip. We made it. I am not going to lie though, this was the hardest thing I have ever done. I will spare you all the details, but it was rough. We left our house at 6am in Florida, and did not walk into my mom's house until 10:45pm! What a day--Chris and I forgot to pack the stroller, so I had to lay over in Atlanta, ride trams, board and then unboard (something was wrong with the plane), ride some more trams, go up and down escalators with 3 kids (none of which were strapped into a stroller), an infant carrier, and 2 carry-on bags! But we survived--I just think I am going to have to stay here until the kids grow-up and are a bit easier to travel with :). Chris asked me on the phone last night if I am going to be ready in a week to do it again. I told him if given the choice, I would rather go through labor with twins and with no drugs :). Please start praying for me now about the ride home. We will have a 6hr car ride (yes, they live that far from an airport!) before we get on the plane. I actually had one guy on the plane that said to me, "You really are a courageous woman." I replied, "I think crazy would be a better description." HE then said, "Well, that is what I was thinking, but I didn't want to be rude." Unlike me, he was not kidding. Oh well, my kids did great on the airplanes; I was so proud of them. I felt bad for them that it was such a long day--I just never figured in 2 delays and the extra long car ride. They really were troopers.

They are having the time of their lives now though. Papa Gene (he is my mom's new husband who is a pastor and farmer out here in Nebraska--and a great grandpa to my kids) woke them up early and took them out to feed the calves and chickens. Max got to feed one of the calves a bottle--isn't that sweet? They also found baby kittens in the barn that Jack has been talking about all day. They are having a blast; I am so thankful that they get to experience this farm life for a week--even if it was difficult getting here :). I am also thankful for this time to spend with my mom and to enjoy some down time with the kids myself.

It is snowing outside!! The weather report just said they are expecting anywhere from 8in to a blizzard tonight!! A BLIZZARD, guys! We were swimming on Monday and now we are possibly going to be in our first blizzard tonight. Should be fun--I hope :).

Monday night ramblings

2008-10-19T22:33:00.008-04:00

Do any of you have a hard time thinking of titles for your blog entries? This truly has to be the worst part about blogging for me. I love everything else--except trying to think of a stupid title. I always seem to come up with a corny "oh my goodness that is so stupid and if I let people know my mind is this corny they will never read another post" title almost immediately. The problem is, that corny title just keeps floating in my head and blocks me from thinking of another title that will help me save face. Any suggestions?

Anyways, the point of this post before I rabbit trailed was to tell you that I am flying with all 3 kids tomorrow by myself (again--I know.) and to ask for your prayers--I am a little nervous.

Back to my topic on blog titles: I was going to title this post: Oops, I did it again, but decided I would rather save face :).

Which brings me to this conclusion: You know what one of the best things about moving to a new place or starting a new job is? You have complete control over letting people know how weird you are. You know how you feel the first time you screw things up and the real you comes out? All those hopes of being a "new, sophisticated, quiet person" (that's always my dream at least--sophisticated and quiet) are over you just want to kick yourself. Yeah, well--I'm kicking myself a lot lately.

Making Your Vote Count

2008-10-19T22:06:00.009-04:00

My Pastor preached the best message (I think I am supposed to call it a "teaching", but that always seems weird to me, because Pastor Troy is an amazing preacher and it just sounds funny to say he preached the best teaching--isn't that an oxymoron? OR am I just a moron for this reasoning? Chris says that is not an oxymoron that teaching and preaching are not close enough to opposites to be an oxymoron...Does that mean he is calling me a moron?:) Regardless, I am going to stick with my reasoning that is seems weird to say he "preached a teaching" and message it is for me--unless Steph, you happen to read this and tell me otherwise :).

Anyways, sorry for the rambling. Pastor Troy just preached an amazing message about politics: What place the government has in our lives as Christians and what we should look for in our leaders as we make our decision about who to vote for. You can check it out here. You really should make time to listen. Let me know what you think.

I am so grateful that I have a pastor who has the courage to approach the controversial topics that are affecting our society and the integrity to put personal agenda aside and point us straight to the Bible and what God says.

Rest and Relaxation!

2008-10-17T17:06:00.005-04:00

OK, I have to be quick. But I wanted to write while Chris is in the shower because this is so blog-worthy :).

Guess who just took a nap for 3 hours?? Chris and I!! I know. Who gets to do that with 3 preschoolers, especially during the stay-at-home mom's bewitching hours of 3:30 - 6:30 pm? WE DID; thanks to our church family at Hallandale Beach! They put us up in a ocean view suite at the Westin Diplomat hotel right on Hallandale Beach and they arranged childcare for the kids (Please pray for Gloria. She is my dear friend that bravely offered to take all 3 kids with her for the night.) I am going to sleep in tomorrow until my body aches so bad that I just have to get up. I am giddy about getting some time alone with Chris. We had really planned on it being at least 5 years before we would get a chance to do something like this!

I think Chris and I have some major time assessment issues. I just checked in our overnight bag, and do you know that between the two of us we packed 8 books?? In 24 hours we think we are going to read 8 books? I think we are just a little over zealous about catching up on some long awaited reading!

Gotta go. Chris is out of the shower and we are going to grab some dinner and then go for a walk on the beach and spend some time in prayer for this city.

Hallandale team: We love you all to pieces; thank you for this amazing time you blessed Chris and I with to relax and be alone together. This is a beautiful city, guys. Together we are going to raise high the banner of Jesus' name over this city!

P.S. My mom was right when she told me, "Sleep will come."

Sleep will come

2008-10-14T20:39:00.008-04:00

My mom once told me, "Don't worry about sleep--it will come. Just get some when you can." That's exactly the way it is around here--on top of the kids and their fluctuating schedules, we have so many exciting things going on that Chris and I have decided to quit stressing about sleep--we have learned to "just get some when we can." I think "when we can" is going to be after this life! I've been telling the Lord that I can make it without much sleep throughout this short life if He just promises to leave me in the grave and let me sleep for about 3 days before I join the party in heaven :). I haven't gotten a clear answer from Him on that one yet.

Regardless, Chris and I don't want to miss out on anything --except maybe the evening news, the MLB playoffs, and the drop off line at school--occasionally.

Here are a few pics of Chris, the boys, and Annie attempting to "get some when they can."

Coming Out of the Closet

2008-10-09T15:04:00.012-04:00

I learned a great lesson as I came out of the closet yesterday morning. You see, I woke up feeling very anxious and overwhelmed by day to day life. Instead of stopping immediately and giving it all to God, I just kept trying to push through in my own strength. Feelings of anxiety, guilt, and fear began to mount, and to and to top things off, I fell in my closet (I know, it is in dire need of a total makeover). I was reaching for the sewing machine you can see on the top shelf when I slipped and I came crashing down. HARD. Really, really hard. My son, Max, was the only eye witness to this horrible accident, and as I was lying on the floor trying to figure out which body parts were still attached and which ones would be no more, he just watched in horror without saying a word (maybe he said something, but I heard nothing at this point). Seriously, as I lay on the floor, I just wanted to quit. Quit what? I don't know. I guess I just felt like giving up on walking in faith. Faith that God is in control. My fall in the closet was an illustration of what's been going on in my life in the past few weeks. Everything seems to be crashing down. The kids are sick and therefore extremely needy ( I struggle with keeping up when they are all healthy:), one is having major struggles with his behavior at school, our finances just took a nose dive with some investments gone bad, my house is a disaster despite the fact that a huge part of my day-everyday is cleaning. Basically, I have lost control and my faith is really being tested. So as I lie there on the closet floor grasping my left wrist that seems to have taken the brunt of the fall, I begin to tell God that I want to quit. I can't do it anymore. It was in that moment that God spoke to me through my 4 year old son. Observing that I had been clutching my wrist for quite sometime, Max says, "Mom, you want me to put my hands on your wrist and ask Jesus to make it better?" I replied, "Yes, please." As I sat there on the floor while my 4 year old laid his hands on my hurting wrist and prayed believing, that Jesus would make it all better, I realized that it was so simple to Max. I was hurt and Jesus would make it better just as soon as we ask. I felt the Lord say to me, "Keep going, Holly. Trust my Spirit to give you the strength you need. You asked me to increase your faith. Don't quit. Your children's faith will start at the place where your faith stops."
WOW. I realized in that moment that my children will start their journey with God expecting to see the things I am begging Him to see. What takes every ounce of faith for me to believe now, they will already know because they witnessed God doing these things at a young age before fear and doubt could get in the way. You see, they don't know that it is a huge "mountain" for me to trust God to heal my friend from Parkinson's disease, or to trust God to pay the bills, or to trust God to use me in some way to advance His kingdom. They just see us pray and see God answer. It's that simple to them. I am learning that the mountains in our lives that we are crying out in faith for God to move will be but mere anthills to them. It will be without question to them that God heals, and provides, and uses his children to make His Name great. Those will be "normals" to them. Their "mountains" will be so far beyond anything we could ever imagine God doing. We cry out now for miraculous healings from God, they will be crying out for resurrections. We ask in faith for God to supply the just enough money to pay the bills, they will be asking for millions to advance His kingdom. We beg to be a part of a movement of God like we have never seen before, they will beg to be a part of a movement of God that no one in the history of mankind has ever seen before.

Dear Father, increase my faith. Keep pushing me to trust You more and more. I am willing to suffer so that my faith will be made greater. Holy Spirit, give me the strength to keep on going (1)so that I may know who my God is (2) so that what about killed me to trust You with is but "normal" to my children. May their faith just begin where my faith stops. And may they have the faith to move mountains that I never dared to dreamed of!

From Duckhead to Dolce

2008-10-05T17:17:00.014-04:00

OK...so I know the title is corny, and no, we don't really wear Duckhead (St John's Bay, but not Duckhead :); regardless, we had the coolest thing happen to us after church today. Our sweet friends and D&G associates, Rebecca and Alexandra got word that we were getting our Christmas pictures taken tomorrow and decided that they wanted to dress the entire family from their D&G inventory. Supposedly, at Designer stores they consign their clothes for celebrities....and campus pastors :). As soon as church was over, they took all five of us to their store and dressed us from head to toe for the tomorrows pictures. You should have seen me trying to explain that I am a pretty casual person; that dressy just isn't me. Their reply? "You don't want to look casual; you want to look fabulous." I'm guessing casual cannot be fabulous :). Normally, we take the kids Christmas pics in Christmas pj's that I buy the year prior at an after-Christmas sale for 75% off. So their outfits just went from costing $7.50 (total for 3 pairs of pj's---(check out children's place's after Christmas sale this year))...to...well, let's just say that although it didn't cost us anything, I couldn't help the sick feeling that crept into my stomach as I began to calculate the total. I will just die if one of my kids wipes their nose or drools on this stuff. I told Chris to go ahead and mentally prepare for a tough half hour because the kids cannot mess the clothes up; and between the skirt and the shoes they chose for me, I cannot move...I will be of no help to him. In fact, I will be in the same pose for the entire session and they will just have to move everyone around me. Once I'm down, I'm down for the entire session.

Maybe I should bring some extra help...Hmm...I'll decide that later...Actually, I guess Chris should be the one to decide that :).

Anyways, We had so much fun. I felt like Pretty Woman, or Pollyanna (if you want the Disney version). Alex was ready to let me try on every runway dress in the store just to see what it's like to wear something right off the runway. You rock, Alex. I would have taken you up on trying on a few extra things, but with my kids throwing balls and climbing on the mannequins, I was just focusing on taking deep breaths and praying.

I can't wait to post the pics so you can see what they put the boys and Annie in. They are going to be sooo cute! Thank you, Rebecca and Alexandra, for hooking us up...what a blessing you guys were today. Chris thinks we may be in trouble...it definitely wasn't easy putting our Mossimo jeans back on after a day at your store (if you didn't get that, obviously you're a better dresser than my family.) :)

P.S. Thank you, Stacey, for helping with the kids and being so patient!

The Happy Dance

2008-10-01T22:46:00.003-04:00

There were no needy people among them, because those who owned land or houses would sell them and bring the money to the apostles to give to those in need. Acts 4:34-35

I have to brag on God tonight. We just got home from our first GEARS discipleship class at Hallandale. The class was amazing--Pastor Troy's teaching was exactly what we as a campus needed to hear.

But you know what the coolest part was? It was witnessing this verse in action all night. You see, the discipleship class cost $59 for the supplies, and although many people longed to be a part, they were not able to pay the $59. Our leadership team knew there was going to be a large need, but we were praying and trusting God to show up and meet the need for every single person who desired to do this study. Boy, did God show up. All night, Jeralin, our small groups director, kept running up to me, face flushed, breathless, and arms gesturing away with excitement--explaining that just as soon as she would have someone tell her they couldn't afford the class "boom"--right there, while they were still standing in line, God would send someone to pay for them. We didn't have to tell one person that we would have to get back with them to let them know if we could find someone to sponsor them. They were all covered. Actually, Jeralin said that people were standing in line pooling their money together to help cover those in need. I even saw a lady dancing (for real--she was) as she was leaving tonight. Of course, I had to ask her what that was all about and you know what she told me? She said, "I'm doing the happy dance because God just met my financial need to the very penny. I prayed and He answered!" Not only had someone paid for her class, but then another person gave money to help her family avoid a crisis situation."

Don't you just love the body of Christ? I think I am about to do the Happy dance myself!!

SEEDS Worship Cd's

2008-09-30T09:47:00.009-04:00

After reading this post on Darlene's blog, I ordered one of these SEEDS Family Worship Cd's, and now I have to tell you how much we enjoy this Cd. We (all of us--including Chris) love this CD. We listen to it all the time, and I promise it is much cooler than most of the kids Cd's out there. All the songs are straight from the scriptures (it even tells you the reference before every song--which is awesome for me because I am the queen of saying, "I know it is in there somewhere" or "I'm pretty sure Paul says...."). It is horrible and I have felt convicted lately to really buckle down and start learning where things are at in the Bible. This CD helps tremendously and the songs are very singable. The best part about the Cd is that we have learned so many verses together as a family. Darlene said that would happen and she was right. Chris and I went to breakfast the other day and he was sharing with me what the Lord was speaking into his life during the week, and you know, that the verses the Lord was using to speak to him were all ones he had memorized just by listening to this CD. Anyways, they are great, your entire family will love them.... check 'em out.

Oh, and if you happen to be in my ladies small group, go ahead and order you one, because all of our memory verses will be coming from these Cd's :). Just don't laugh at me when I have to sing my verse to you!

Annie--2 1/2 Months

2008-09-27T14:48:00.004-04:00

Happy Birthday Max!!!

2008-09-24T23:07:00.008-04:00

Max turned 4 yesterday. We had a great day celebrating him from the time he woke up until we all crashed at 10pm! I love celebrating kids birthdays--I love that they think the world stops spinning to celebrate them. I love the confidence that you see in their eyes on their birthday--I love that on this day they know that they are special. I love that no matter where they go that day, they are expecting each person they pass to know that it is their special day and to comment about how big they look. It cracks me up and makes the entire day a blast to celebrate with them.

Here are a couple of things Max said to me this past week:

Me: "Max, was Charlize at school today?"

Max: "Yes, mom, and she looked beautiful today." :)

Here's another:

Me: "Max, that was so nice of you to give Ms. Rebecca a hug at church today. You know, I think she really likes it when you give her a hug because she doesn't have a 3 year old to hug her every day like mommy does."

Max: "She doesn't have a 3 year old boy to give her hugs every day?"

Me: "No, she doesn't. But we can pray and ask Jesus to give her a little boy."

Max: "OK."

Max (about 20 seconds later): "Hey, mom, I have a good idea. How about you keep Jack and Annie and you let Ms. Rebecca have me since she doesn't have a 3 year old boy to give her hugs."

Me: "No way, Max. I love Ms. Rebecca, but mommy is not going to let her have you. Absolutely not."

Max: "Oh."

Max (about 3 seconds later): "Well, mom, how about she can borrow me?" :)

I love that boy.

Necessities vs. Bonuses Part II

2008-09-20T14:07:00.004-04:00

Thanks for commenting on my last post. It was great to hear about some of the things that have gone from your daily "needs" list to "just bonuses" as your seasons of life change also. OK, here's another for you to think about. What things in your everyday life did you once consider "just a bonus" that now in your current season you cannot live without?

Here are a few examples of my once "bonuses" turned "necessities":

Answering machines/voicemail. Anyone who has ever tried to call me, know how much I rely on these. AND just to warn you, if I ever call you and get your voicemail, I can promise you that no matter how long your message recording is set for--I will talk until the time is up. Every. Single. Time. Some of my best conversations are with my friend's voicemail.

Online shopping. Being new to South Florida and a bit directionally challenged and having to tow 3 kids under 4 with me most of the time when I need to shop, all I can say is AMEN for online shopping!

Tide-to-go pens. Love them. Perfect for my left shoulder, which almost always is marked by Annie's spit-up. Just don't confuse them with the Clorox bleach pens--you will only make that mistake once--especially if you made the mistake on the left shoulder of your first non-maternity you were so excited about wearing but now is sitting in the goodwill bag shirt.

Clorox bleach wipes and tile floors. I have to admit that I was a little apprehensive about having tile floors in my entire house when we first moved down here, but can I just say that God knows what we need before we even ask!! If you have ever potty-trained a little boy, I am sure you can relate to this and you understand why tile floors and bleach wipes are a necessity.

Preschool. It's true. If you have multiple preschoolers who are in preschool, you know you secretly look forward to those mornings that allow you a little more downtime.

House cleaner. At this point, Chris and I would seriously rather not eat, and splurge on this—
I'm not kidding. We actually skip dinner on Tuesday and Thursday nights to recoup this cost in our budget. --OK, now I’m kidding :)

Restaurants with play places. I know, I know, I would have sworn to you a year ago that I would never, ever in a million years eat at a Burger King, but I do now because they have the best play place in town (Mom and Mel, you can stop gasping—you gotta do what you gotta do :).

Here are Chris' contributions to what he used to think a bonus that he now thinks he can't live without:

Text Messaging. Chris lives and breathes by texting, along with everyone else on the church staff. I am going to post a story about this soon.

Leather seats in the car. Actually, I am pretty sure ours are vinyl. Regardless, they wipe clean with baby wipes and that is what he believes is a must.-- By the way, if our master bathroom is our living room, then our car is our breakfast nook!!

Let me here some of your examples!!

Necessities vs. Bonuses Part I

2008-09-18T12:18:00.008-04:00

Alright, here’s the deal: God has had me laughing at myself a lot lately. It seems that as seasons change, so do I and so do my so called “needs”. All these things that I once thought were definite necessities in my life are now just bonuses. Things that I just knew I could not live without—I could give or take now.

Here are just a few examples of my once daily necessities turned bonuses:

1. 8 hours of consecutive sleep per night. (You can live off 4-5 hours of interrupted sleep if you have too!)

2. Sitting during a meal. (Totally overrated—and now I just think of how I'm burning all those calories just as soon as they come enter my mouth. )

3. Showering/Bathing/Using the bathroom alone. (The master bathroom has become our family room—we converse, eat, shower, plan for the day, play ball, you name it—if it is usually done in the family room by normal people, we do it in the master bathroom. Between helping everyone get ready and potty training—we seem to live in there. It’s great though—just fix the kids breakfast and put them in the empty bathtub to eat, and then any mess they make, you just wash down the drain. No need to get frustrated about spilled juice or crumbs everywhere. When they are done eating, just take their clothes off and wash the kids up. Really, it is an ingenious idea if you ask me. And besides, if you are lucky enough to have a garden tub, and you can convince the kids that it is their very own swimming pool. My kids think they have the coolest parents, because we let them eat in “their pool” and we let them “swim” in it as long as they like --This one I do when I am waiting in Chris to get home from work and I feel like the boys are going stir crazy—just throw them in the master “pool” for about an hour. They love it!)

4. Leisure reading. (Please, don’t embarrass me by asking me anything about pop culture, or telling me that my shawl has transferred from the what’s hot to what’s not list about 3 years ago.)

5. Hot coffee. (Coffee -and lots of it!- is still a necessity, but I am beginning to develop a liking for lukewarm/border line cold coffee. Here’s the cool thing: You can start with a hot cup, and then when it hits that borderline cold state, just throw ice in it and call it a frappuccino. It works, I promise.)

6. Shaving my legs. (OK, once a week is still a necessity, but daily—just a bonus :).

7. Sunglasses. (If I can ever find those things in my diaper bag while I am driving and they are in one piece when I finally unearth them--that is a huge bonus. It never happens though. Max gets so frustrated when he can’t find his (he owns at least 5 pairs), and I just laugh because I know the day is soon coming when he too will consider it just a bonus to have them on hand. Jack (the 2nd child—who does not own a single pair-- just puts a book over his head if the sun is in his eyes while we're driving. Oh, how things change from that first child to the 2nd!)

8. A hot meal at least once a day. (String cheese, yogurt, and fruit snacks really can go a long way :).

I could list many more, but I want you to know that I once believed it was "my right" to have these things (I know, I was and still can be incredibly selfish). Now that I have realized that these once I couldn’t live without things are just bonuses, I really have become a much more pleasant person. If I get them, great. If I don’t—oh well. The day will soon come when I can be well rested, alone in my bathroom, taking a bath while reading an In Style magazine, shaving my legs, sipping on hot coffee, and wearing my non- broken sunglasses if I want to. And you know what I will be sitting there thinking about? The days when we used to eat breakfast and play baseball in the bathroom with the kids :).

Somebody, please just remind me I wrote that the next time you see me picking the kids up from school with a purple scrunchy in my hair, digging through their lunchboxes for a leftover PB&J to eat on the way to the car!

What about you? What are some everyday things that you once thought you could not live without, that now you consider just a bonus?

Random thoughts

2008-09-14T23:05:00.005-04:00

Update: The kids and I made it home safe (and I'm still sane...I think). As we approached our gate to board the plane, guess who was waiting for us? Ms. Anne--the sweet lady who helped me on the way there. She kept her word and was waiting to help me with the kids, and she even brought gifts for the boys. She was truly an answer to prayer. Thank you, Father, for Ms. Anne and for reminding me once again that you always provide. You are good to me.

How come Chris and I always seem to be reading the same book at the same time? This is seriously getting old...I really wanted to curl up in bed and read a chapter or two of IT (I know that that a book title is supposed to be underlined-right?, but I can't seem to get my computer to do that--frustrating.) before falling asleep, but he obviously had the same agenda...so I am blogging about nothing instead.

I need to read a parenting book next...Any suggestions?

Church rocked today. It was so amazing to see so many people leave at the end of the service, rush to Publix, and then return with loads of bottled water and canned goods for the people of Haiti who are without power and even homes right now because of the hurricane. Keep praying for them.

How come it took me until my third child to learn how to really enjoy a baby? I hate that I always felt stressed or strapped to a schedule with my boys to the point where I didn't enjoy their early baby days like I do Annie's. I could just sit and hold her and watch her smile all day.

What is it about a computer screen that you can be beyond exhausted when you sit down to check your email one last time (because you are delaying brushing your teeth and washing your face --all because you are too tired), and then for some reason as soon as your eyes focus in on the screen you get this second wind?.....before you know it, you are wide awake and spend 2 hours on the computer!..Now it is almost midnight, and I still have to brush my teeth and wash my face before I can fall into bed...the good new is, my book is free to read now--Chris is out like a light. I will read one sentence and be asleep...the difference between computer screens and book pages.

We made it!

2008-09-08T14:28:00.003-04:00

My internet access will be pretty limited this week, but I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who prayed for me on Saturday as I flew with all three kids. It went better than I anticipated. I met the sweetest lady, Ms. Anne. She helped me the entire trip. She helped me get the kids on and off the plane, she helped me get them in and out of the bathroom in the airport, she held Max's hand as we walked to baggage claim, and she even waited with me until my mom arrived to pick us up. AND you know what the coolest thing is? She is taking the same return flight as us! Ms. Anne promised to wait for me at the gate and help me the whole way home! Isn't God Awesome?! Jack was actually calling her Aunt Anne by time she left :).

There was one point when Jack started screaming (and I mean screaming) because he dropped his toy under the seat. I quickly caught the glare of a woman across the aisle from us and I immediately had this thought: Well, ma'am, you can either be a part of the problem, or a part of the solution. And I just figured that she would rather be a part of the solution, so I gently asked her (as I am holding Annie out to her!) if she wouldn't mind holding Annie for me as I tend to Jack. The look on her was enough to keep me smiling the rest of the trip, but she did it...and she survived it.

Thank you for your prayers and your pointers...We made it, and we are having a great time visiting family and friends. I'll do my best to keep posting during the week.

Scared

2008-09-05T09:30:00.001-04:00

Alright, so I am flying by myself with all 3 kids tomorrow. I know, but I booked the tickets before Annie was born, and I was living in a dream world to think that this would be no big deal.... Um,... I am scared to death. Please pray for me at 1:15pm on Saturday-This is when we will be passing through the ever so patient and kind security personnel.

Here are a few things fellow flyers will be thinking about me as I struggle to get the kids through the airport and on to the plane:

I have two words for her: SUPER NANNY.

Poor thing, doesn't she know what birth control is?

Just don't make eye contact with her and you won't have to help her get those kids on the plane.

Here is what I will be thinking:

"God is my refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble."

"Just 2 hours, Holly, and you will never see these people again--you will never have to look them in the eye again."

Seriously, pray for me. Actually, pray for Jack...that he will be in a quiet, calm mood.

Advice

2008-09-03T11:00:00.003-04:00

Here are a couple of the most sensible pieces of advice I have ever received:

From my mom as I was leaving home for my first year of college:

"Now, Holly, I know money is going to be tight while you are away, but you must remember to keep up with getting your roots done, nails done, gym membership, and any other "maintenance" things that you like to have done. You have to be determined to make a way to work these things into your meager budget because you will more than likely meet your husband at college, you know. And trust me, if you are keeping up with these things when you meet and date your husband, he will assume that these "maintenance fees" are part of "the package." He will realize they are necessities and they come with the deal.. If he likes the package when you are dating...then when you're married, he will find a way to work these "necessities" into your meager newlywed budget. If you let them go before you meet your husband or while you are dating, you may never get them back. Just trust me... it has taken me a long time to get some of those things back."

She was right.. that was great advice. I only wish I would have hired someone to clean my dorm room for me, so it wouldn't be like pulling teeth to try and work a house keeper into the budget now :). Oh, and please don't tell me this is manipulation--I saw it as a creative investment into my future :). Mom, you are a wise woman...thank you for the advice. (Chris thanks you too!)

From my Grandma one night when I was spending the night with her as a little girl and she was tucking me into bed:

"OK, Holly, you are all set-- sleep tight." (she turns to walk out the door and then turns around and says), "Now, if you have feel like you have to pee during the night, just get up and go. Don't even think about it--just get up and go the first time it crosses your mind. Otherwise you will spend the rest of the night trying to decide whether you should get up and pee or just wait until the morning. You will loose a good nights' rest just thinking about peeing-- so just get up and go and get it over with."

This one still cracks me up, but I swear I live by it every night. No Contemplating-- Just go the first time you think about it. ---Although, this just about killed me when I was pregnant!

What is one piece of practical advice that has always stuck with you?

Boardwalk Shoes

2008-08-30T14:29:00.009-04:00

What every Florida woman should have..............

My friend Leslie and I got a kick out of this :)

Cousins

2008-08-26T16:18:00.005-04:00

Anytime Max and Jack get a chance to spend time with their cousins, they have a blast---No Butts About It!! :)

Men in Uniform

2008-08-26T15:49:00.003-04:00

I just had to post these pics so my mom could see the boys on the first day of preschool in their little uniforms.

The Dale Rocks!!

2008-08-24T16:14:00.012-04:00

I just want to say that I love my church!! I am so thankful that the Lord has blessed us with such an amazing group of people to serve Him with. We had over 550 people today worshipping the Lord together at our Hallandale Beach Campus!! WOO HOO!! We had an amazing morning. As the cars began to overflow our parking lot (Don't worry-- we will have a new parking strategy in place by next weekend), instead of seeing volunteers stressed and complaining because they were having to risk their lives jumping in front of cars in order to flag them down and tell them where they could find a parking spot, they were high fiving each other with tears in their eyes. That is what I am talking about! And that's exactly where I want to be on Sunday mornings. I want to be at "The Dale" where volunteers are crying because they are so excited that their campus is overflowing with people who are going to experience life change. I've never been around such a crazy bunch of people who are excited to be completely stressed out because God is moving way faster than our human minds and bodies keep up with.

In the words of Pastor Alejandro, "We are kicking Satan in the Butt!" Couldn't have said it better myself.

To all our Hallandale Peeps: You should be proud of yourselves today. You gave it your all; God was glorified; lives were changed; and our Savior's name was made greater in this city because you poured yourselves out for our Lord. Chris and I love you all and are honored to serve our Lord alongside you.

Here are some pics of just a few of those who experienced life change today.

Melanie's blog

2008-08-22T23:47:00.004-04:00

Just wanted to update those of you who have been praying for my sister, Melanie and her family that she has started blogging again. You can read more about baby Drew and what they are going through here. Thank you again for your prayers.

Tropical Storm coming!................grab the kite!

2008-08-19T20:40:00.011-04:00

The best family activity during a tropical storm?? KITE FLYING. Holy Cow, we had a blast-- it is like kite flying on steroids down here............

Well, Chris and I had a blast at least. The boys enjoyed hanging out on top of the car--we had them covering the tornado watch tower :).

Family Pics

2008-08-16T16:00:00.014-04:00

Here are a few pics of the boys loving on their baby sister. Can you believe Max actually rocked Annie to sleep for me today? (Of course, he was surrounded with every pillow we own :). He did a great job. He is so sweet to his sister-- I hope it lasts.

I can't believe Annie is already 6 weeks old. She is starting to settle into a more predictable routine that works pretty well for our family. With Annie adapting to a schedule and the boys getting into a routine with school starting tomorrow--I am starting to see a glimmer of hope on the horizon. Who knows--maybe I'll be able to shave my legs this week :).

Thank you

2008-08-16T15:40:00.003-04:00

Thank you to everyone who has emailed me or commented with words of encouragement and the promise of your prayers for Jeff, Melanie, and the rest of the family. Our family has been so blessed by each one of you. Please continue to pray for healing for Jeff and Melanie.

Baby Drew

2008-08-13T16:18:00.003-04:00

I have done a terrible job with posting this past week, but it has been because I don't know what to write. To put into words what has gone on in the past week with my sister and her family is impossible, and to ignore it and write about anything else just seems wrong. When death hits your family, everything else in this life seems so trivial. My sister, Melanie, who is also my very best friend, and her husband, Jeff, lost their precious baby boy this past week. Melanie was 32 weeks pregnant with baby Andrew when he passed away. He was stillborn on August 6th. Baby Drew was beautiful. He looked perfect and just like his brothers. He is a Robinson for sure.

One verse that has been of comfort to us all is Matt 6:21--"For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." We have realized that this verse is not just talking about money. We have learned as a family who has suffered great loss through the death of our father and now baby drew that with each loss here on this earth, our treasure in heaven increases. Baby Drew and my father are great treasures to this family---and our hearts are with them. The more loss we have here on this earth, the more our hearts our fixed on heaven and eternity.

Jeff and Mel, we love you guys. We hurt and grieve with you daily. We miss you. We miss baby Drew. We long for the day when we will see your precious baby fill your arms again.

Thank you to all of you who have kept Jeff and Melanie and the rest of our family in your prayers. I know and believe that in time God will do a great work of healing in their lives.

Our Dream Date!

2008-08-04T21:46:00.001-04:00

A few days ago our dear friend, Gloria, and her kids took the boys for a day at the pool, which meant a day for Chris and I to just chill. We quickly decided to take Annie with us and head to the mall for a little shopping. What an adventure that turned out to be. I am so thankful I don't get nearly as flustered when things do not go as planned as I did when Max was a baby. I would have lost my mind by now, if the Lord didn't teach me to chill out and just laugh.

So here's how our trip went: First, let me back up and say to the ladies who read this: NEVER, NEVER, NEVER go shopping in hopes of trying anything on two weeks after you deliver a baby. I mean, what in the world was I thinking? Seriously, just stick to buying accessories. OK, so Chris and I are in Express and we are checking out- he is getting a shirt, and I am getting a bag (a very smart purchase-- the bag is a huge accessory--one that you can hold behind you to cover your backside, or in front to cover your stomach. It fit me just perfectly:). As I hand the cashier our purchases, I hear Annie EXPLODE --I mean she blew up (Chris is cradling her in his arms at this time and just gives me the wide-eyed, "did that just come from her?" stare). As I am trying to politely refuse the cashier's "open a store credit card" plea, I notice out of the corner of my eye that poop is literally dripping from Annie onto Chris' toes (and yes, he had on flip flops :) and all over the floor. Chris had no idea - until he took his first step. It was so funny!! You should have seen Chris trying to walk out of the store nonchalantly like he had everything under control, while trying to walk on his heels only and hold Annie as far away from him as his arms would reach. It was hilarious..... I was crying from laughing so hard :) We cleaned Annie (and the floor) up and promised each other that we were going to forget the whole "3 second rule" for food that drops on the floor in a public place with Max and Jack. We figured we are probably not the only parents whose kid's bodily waste has dripped on the floor.

Our next stop was Gap. As we were in the dressing room, The PA systems comes on and announces very calmly, "There has been a imposing threat to the mall, please proceed as quickly as possible and in an orderly fashion to your nearest exit." Chris looks at me and says, "We gotta go, it could be a bomb." You have got to be kidding me -- I just actually tried on a shirt and a pair of pants that actually fit and hid my tummy, and now I have to leave them here because we are about to be bombed. Here is our conversation that followed:

Chris: (as I am scrambling to get my own clothes back on): "I would send you with Annie, but since you're not dressed, I am going to take her. Meet me at the car."

ME: "OK, Sure Babe, I will probably die in here; but that's cool, I will take one for the team. Go ahead."

Chris: (as he is grabbing the car keys and the diaper bag) "This could be our last good bye. I love you."

Me: (Laughing and thinking to myself--Man, that was just like Kate and the Titanic dude's final good bye). "I love you too."

As I finished dressing and ran out the dressing room, (with my new shirt and pants, of course. I mean, if the place is about to be bombed, they will probably just let me take them, right? At least I will own something that fits that Chris could bury me in.) I quickly noticed that everyone seemed way to calm to be thinking danger was imminent. I ran straight to the cashier and asked where the nearest exit was located and if she could hold my clothes until the threat was cleared. She bursts out laughing and says, "Oh, Mam, that was just a drill. There is no real threat."

WHAT? JUST A DRILL? In the mall, full of people- you are going to announce over the PA to evacuate, and never come back on to tell us it is just a drill? Who does that? Explain this to me, please. Isn't that like saying Hijack on an airplane?

OK well, at least Chris and I will get another chance at our final good bye. We laughed later about how pathetic it was. Maybe I will get a Titanic type good bye (Not the freezing and drowning, just the romance part) after all.

How crazy is that for our first outing together with Annie? All in all, we had a great time and laughed really hard. Thank you, Gloria, for taking the boys for the day. We love you and are so thankful to know that our boys are safe and having a blast when they are with you guys. It was a much needed break and I thank the Lord for the down time with Chris-- poop and bomb threats in all.

Hectic Seasons

2008-07-30T22:32:00.005-04:00

This is a follow-up from my last post.

The second thing I am reminded of during hectic seasons of life is this simple verse:

Psalm 3:5 - I lie down and sleep; I wake again because the Lord sustains me.

I remember reading this verse in the middle of the night once when I was up feeding Jack during his newborn days. The first few months of Jack's life was the most difficult season of my life to date. My father passed away just 6 weeks before Jack was born, and my family was drowning in a sea of grief during those weeks preceding Jack's birth. I was up almost every night replaying the horrible events of the night my father passed away. By the time Jack arrived, I don't think I had slept 2 hours straight since my dad's death, and now I had a newborn to throw in the mix. It seemed as if I was awakened continually from either nightmares or a baby crying that needed to be fed. I got to such a low place with grief, lack of sleep, and postpartum blues that I remember begging God to show me that He cared about what I was going through and He had not abandoned me. As I sat there in the middle of the night, I remember praying, "God if I do not hear from you tonight, I am not going to make it through this. Please speak to me." And it was at 2am that night that I read this verse in Psalms:

I lie down and sleep I wake again because he Lord sustains me.

In that moment the Lord spoke to me and said, "Holly, if you wake because of a nightmare, a regret about your dad, or a crying baby, I will sustain you. I will carry you through this season. If you only sleep 2 hours tonight, I will sustain you tomorrow. It is my promise to you. If i wake you, I will sustain you. And He did. It was the first time in months I had felt the Lord speak to me and the first time I truly believed He would be faithful to do as He promised. For the first time in a VERY LONG TIME, I had hope and joy. Hope that I would make it through this season, and great joy because I knew I had heard from the Lord and I knew He did care about what I was going through.

Here I am two and a half years later, finding myself claiming that same promise from Him in the crazy, frustrating nights of the newborn stage once again. But this time, I don't feel hopeless. Because I know my God and I know He cares about me and he will sustain me, no matter what.

Guys, if we wake to face another day we can be sure that He will carry us through.

A simple, but much needed word in my life. Hope it encourages you.

What about you? What valuable lesson(s) has the Lord taught you in some of the most hectic/difficult seasons of your life?

Take What I Can Get

2008-07-28T21:37:00.008-04:00

Many times when I experience a night like the one I just posted about, I find myself getting upset with God. "God, You know I want to be up at 6am to start my day off in your presence. I want to spend time with you before I start running around doing the tasks that are screaming for my attention. Why do you give me such long, sleepless nights? Why, God, when I do get up at 6am to be alone with You, do you let Jack wake up at 6:05? Especially Jack. You know he wakes up talking a mile a minute. Why not at least give me Max, who takes an hour or two to wake before he starts talking. At least then I could still spend some time with You."

As I battle these feelings of frustration, I am reminded of two things. One is a nugget of wisdom from a very wise friend, the other a word from God. My friend once told me that I need to learn to live by the "Take what I can get" motto. I need to remind myself that God knows my heart and He knows my desire to spend time with Him. He also knows when a child will wake or when they will have sleepless nights. He knows when the demands of little ones are so much that I go the whole day without getting a break to pee, nevertheless spend time alone with Him. He not only knows this, but He is in control of this. I have learned that I need to let go of my prefabricated idea of what a perfect morning looks like and learn to find joy in "taking what I can get" during this season of life. The "perfect" morning for me will always start with a short jog(currently, my training schedule has me running to the mailbox and back :) followed by a cup of coffee and some quiet time with just me and the Lord where I don't have to get up until I hear a fresh word from Him. Of course, in my perfect morning, all of this occurs while the rest of the house is still sleeping. Although this is ideal, I have learned that if I can't get that, it doesn't mean my day is ruined or that God cannot speak to me today. I have had to "take what I can get" and learn to hear from God in less than perfect scenarios. I can hear from God with a child in my lap, or I can pray with Curious George playing in the background. Is it perfect?- NO. But some days it is what I get-- and I'll take it.

This "Take what I can get" motto has taught me to learn to hear Him amidst the chaos, for it is in the chaos that I need Him most.

I know I said two things, but this post is already too long and I've run out of time. I'll share the other tomorrow :).

One Night in the Brown House

2008-07-28T18:58:00.005-04:00

7:35-Jack falls asleep just as we are about to start our Family movie night.
7:45- Jack to bed. Annie fed and put to bed.
8:00-Family movie time with Max (We are watching the Wizard of OZ).
10:15- Max to bed.
10:25-Max crying saying he is scared (of course he is, there were mean witches and freaky looking flying monkeys in that movie-I did not remember it being that scary). Pray with Max. Say our "scared verse" together--God is my helper, I will not be afraid.
10:30-Max back to bed.
10:31- Chris to bed.
10:32-Chris asleep:)
10:37-Annie awake.
11:30- Annie fed and back to bed. Check on boys--both sleeping.
11:55-Climb into my bed. Determine to keep resolution to be up at 6am.
3:35-Annie awake (this is the longest she has ever slept at one time!). Changed and fed. Has a hard time falling asleep again.
4:35-Annie finally back to bed.
4:36-Start to climb into my bed--find Jack in bed next to Chris.
4:38-Jack back to his own bed.
4:40-Climb into my bed.
4:41-Realize I am lying on wet sheets (NO JACK, did you seriously PEE IN MY BED in the 20 minutes you were in here?).
4:43- Change my pajamas. Wake Chris to help change the sheets.
4:48-Chris back to bed. Chris asleep:). Go change Jack's diaper. Realize 6am is coming awfully fast, but stay determined to stick to new resolution.
4:50-Climb into my bed.
4:57-Annie crying. Begin praying Chris will get up and take care of her.
5:04-Annie still crying. Chris gets up to get her (with a little nudge of course:).
5:20- Annie still crying with Chris. Contemplate getting up and either helping or taking her so Chris can rest. Decide instead to pray for patience for Chris.
5:29-Ahhh--Peace and quiet. Attempt to fall asleep.
5:45-Chris in room. Gives me Annie and says he has to leave for the gym.
5:47-Pray--Tell God I need to cancel my resolution to be up by 6am to exercise and pray. Ask Him to help me make time later in the day. Determine I will start the early morning thing tomorrow.
6:00-Annie finally asleep in my arms. Too tired to get up and put her in her own bed. Decide to let her stay in my arms while we both sleep.
7:00-Hear both boys awake and in the pantry digging for juice boxes-try to psych myself into getting up. Wait-- Hear Chris' voice. SWEET--he will keep an eye on them while I sleep a few more minutes.
7:45-Hear boys playing, but no Chris--Decide that he must have gone to work.
7:46-Get up to check on boys. Find Chris sound to sleep on living room floor.

WHAT A NIGHT!!

Family Visit Part II

2008-07-23T12:20:00.006-04:00

I have to brag on Chris a little--I know, I usually spare you from the mushy stuff. But on Sunday afternoon, Chris watched all the kids so my mom, Melanie, and I could have a little "girl time" before they headed back to Charlotte on Monday. After a long day at church, where I knew Chris was beyond exhausted (in a good way), we literally pulled in the driveway and dropped all the kids off with him to take care of for the rest of the day. He acted (NOTE TO HUSBANDS: Even when you don't feel like it, it goes a long way with your spouse if you just fake it and don't make her feel bad) like he was ready to take on the world with the kids. It was great. His attitude allowed us girls to drive away without a care in the world! And we had a blast--we went to the mall, to a salon, out to coffee, to a few decorating stores, to dinner, and out to coffee again. We did not get home until after 10:00 pm. We were out all day, without one phone call from home with screaming kids in the background. The only thing I did receive from home, was this text from Chris: Please do not cut the opportunity short...take as long as possible and do it in style..you deserve it!!!

Isn't that sweet? A BIG MISTAKE, but very, very sweet.

Thanks, Honey, for a great day with my mom and sister--- I am sure the bank account will recover soon :).

Family Visit

2008-07-23T10:45:00.010-04:00

Sorry about the long break in posting. I told myself if I started a blog, I would be very purposeful to post regularly. I blew it this past week, but this is a new week, and I promise to do better.

My mom, my sister, and 2 of my sisters kids came to visit us this past weekend. I had so much fun just hanging with family, and the boys loved every minute of playing with their cousins. When we lived in Charlotte, Max and Jack spent time with their cousins almost every day, so as you can imagine, it has been quite an adjustment for all of us to go a couple of months without seeing each other. I have to say, the hardest part for me about moving away from family has been this fear that my kids will not be close to their cousins, my mom, or the rest of my family. I really, really struggle with this. I want their cousins to be their best friends and my family to always be a part of their everyday lives. I struggle to trust God that He will make this happen despite the miles between us. A common prayer of mine is, "God, I know I will be OK, but will my boys? They miss my family so bad, what can I do to help them? Will you promise me they will be OK and they will still be close to everyone?"

I have a hard time trusting that He is going to meet their needs too-- and that sometimes He will do that completely independent of Chris and I. As a mom, I always feel like it is up to me to take care of EVERYTHING for them. God is teaching me otherwise. I need to walk in faith that God is not just in control of my circumstances, but He also is in control of theirs--not me. He knows, and even orchestrates for my children's good, how Chris and I's decisions will affect my children. Unbelievably, He had all this figured out and planned before He called us to move. I know that He will use the steps He calls us as parents to take to better our children. I know all this to be true, but it is hard to believe and walk fearlessly in it at times (being postpartum is definitely not helping with this! :)

Regardless, as soon as they drove up (My sister will not fly--absolutely will not. So she drove all the way down here --12 hours, 30 weeks pregnant, and 2 kids! I am buying her Beth Moore's Breaking Free study in hopes that she will read it and at least consider flying next time:) in our driveway and jumped out of the car to greet my anxiously awaiting boys, it was like no time was lost. They were hugging and jumping and talking a mile a minute-- all of them at the same time. Within minutes, Luke and Max were fighting about something--just like before :). It made me laugh and cry at the same time --it was awesome! I actually didn't care at all when they fought this weekend because I felt the Lord telling me in those moments, "See, Holly, they are still just as close as ever, and I will make a way for them to stay close. I promised that I will supply all your needs in a sunscorched land (I consider South Florida a sunscorched land), and I will supply your children's needs too-- just trust Me. I know they need family. I will make a way."

Dear Lord, Help me to trust you and rest in your promises. Thank you for a great weekend wih family and for your reassurance that you are in control. Thank you for being faithful to meet my needs and my children's needs.

Here are a few pics from our weekend:

Annie did not get put down for one minute this weekend!!

Roommates

2008-07-14T15:44:00.006-04:00

Since Annie has been born, we have moved the boys into a room together (we have a 3 bedroom house). I love that my boys are sharing a room. I have so many great childhood memories of sharing a room with my sister, Kristi. As young girls, we would fall asleep every night talking about all life's woes from one girl to another. Bedtime was a great bonding time for us. Because of all the great memories I have, Chris and I try to stay out of the boys room once we have tucked them in (unless we here the infamous, "I'm hurt" cry coming from behind the door). We figure that it is a bonding time for them, and great memories will be made as they talk themselves to sleep each night. Well, I forgot to figure in the fact that boys don't talk. They climb and jump and destroy until they crash. Last night, for example, we put the boys to bed at 8:30, and at about 10:30 I here this crazy amount of ruckus coming from their room.

Chris goes to check on the boys, peeks quietly in their room, and then runs back to our room for the camera. Here is the clip of the video he brings to show me.

The funny thing is, Chris records this, and then as he is leaving the room, I hear him say, "Alright boys, just be careful and you can play for awhile longer. You are being good boys playing together without fighting." (Remember it is 10:30 pm!!)

We will definitely never win parents of the year-- thanks to Chris :).

Like mother, like daughter

2008-07-13T16:03:00.006-04:00

Thank you to everyone who has commented and celebrated with us as we welcomed Annie into this world. She is doing great, and Chris and I are learning just as fast as we can how to do this parenting thing with three little ones!

As I was looking through all the pictures of Annie's birth, I found these pics which really made me laugh. It is definitely true that some things never change!

OK, here is a picture of me leaving for the hospital for Annie's induction. My mom gave me the shirt I am wearing, and in case you can't read it- I took a picture of just the shirt yesterday.

Here is what I put on Baby Annie 2 days later to wear home from the hospital:

Like mother, like daughter :)

Poor Annie, I hope she has our same sense of humor, or else she's doomed!

MORE PICS OF ANNIE

2008-07-08T12:18:00.008-04:00

Enjoy!!

By the way, I feel great and am having a blast. I consider this time in the hospital like vacation--resting in a quiet room with my precious baby girl who doesn't argue with me, try to take my food, or drink my drinks!! This is awesome :).

Family of Five!

2008-07-07T20:38:00.005-04:00

Today we celebrate the birth of our little girl, Annie Rebecca! Since I get the platform today, I want to take the opportunity to express to my bride how proud I am of her!

Holly, you are amazing and I am so proud to be your husband! As a family of five now we are poised and ready to .......................................... well let's just focus on sleeping through the night soon! Annie measured at 18.5 inches and 6 pounds-14 ounces. She has a head full of black hair and looks just like........................................................ well, a baby. I have heard all the stories about how little girls wrap their daddy's around their fingers and I can not wait - I have no shame. These are some of the pictures so far. Holly hopes to update more details tomorrow. Hey, any of you have any advice for me as a Dad who is venturing into the "Little Princess" world?

Willing to Sink

2008-07-04T09:20:00.002-04:00

Ecclesiastes 4:9-10: Two people are better off than one, for they can help each other succeed. If one person falls, the other can reach out and help. But someone who falls alone is in real trouble.

One of the hardest lessons the Lord has taught me (and is still teaching me!) as a wife is that sometimes the most empowering thing I can do for my husband is to be willing to sink. For so long in the early years of our marriage, I lived with the attitude of, "I know we are on this boat together, Babe, but if you do anything to make us start sinking, I am jumping ship." By jumping ship, I didn't mean leaving him; but I did mean, "I will never let this go - you will hear about it over and over. Others will know it was you who made this decision and that I told you so before you did it." By questioning his every decision and by never letting him live down any decision I thought was wrong, I literally handicapped my husband into being afraid to live out his faith and walk in his anointing as the leader of our home.

I remember when just recently Chris told me that he knew the Lord was calling us to ministry in Florida. You know what I did? I immediately went to the Lord and asked for my own personal confirmation from Him that this was true. "Please, Father, tell me that this is where you want us." My attitude in asking the Lord this was not one of faith, but one of, "Surely if this were true, God would have told me." The Lord told me alright. He told me something my arrogant self needed to get straightened out. I really sensed the Lord saying in my spirit, "Holly, when are you going to trust Chris' faith in me? When, Holly, are you going to realize that your husband is a man of God, that he loves Me with his whole heart, and that I speak to him daily too--not just you. You are keeping him from reaching his God potential, because you refuse to trust in his relationship with me. By doing this, Holly, you are missing part of what I created you to do-- to be his helper and help him become all I he can be in Me. You are blowing it for the both of you." OUCH. It was so true. It was a pretty humbling moment in the Lord's presence that day for me.

Please don't misunderstand, I am not at all saying that to seek out your own confirmation from the Lord when you are following a decision your husband has made for your family is a bad thing, nor am I saying that to warn your husbands of a possible impending disaster that you see forthcoming from a decision he is about to make is wrong (believe me-- Chris hears his share of warnings :). But what I am saying is the Lord has taught me that sometimes best thing I can do for my man is to just shut up and let him know that I believe in his relationship with the Lord--so much so that I am willing to walk by faith and do what Chris says the Lord has called us to do. I truly believe that we can fuel our husbands with the confidence needed to walk in their anointing and to live out a radical faith if they know that sink or swim, you are doing it with him. There will be no, "You should have done things this way", or "I told you that would never work", no silent treatments, no, "I am embarrassed by the decisions you make"-- just acceptance and appreciation for his desire to step up and lead our family as God has called him to do.

So, Chris, here's to you. Thank you for your passion for God and for being willing to jump when God says, " jump." I trust your faith in Him-- so much now that I am willing to risk it all-- even if it means we sink. I love you.

Jack Attack

2008-07-02T12:30:00.001-04:00

Jack will not let me dress him anymore. He is convinced that he can do it all by himself just like his big brother. The funny thing is, even when he is getting dressed by himself he thinks he is racing someone (see previous post on Always Racing for an explanation!). So he huffs and puffs and just goes flat ballistic while he puts on his clothes-- it stresses me out just watching him! As soon as he gets his clothes on in any way (they are never on right) he screams, "I win, I win!" as he runs around the house. It is so funny.

Check out these pics of Jack proudly displaying his dressing skills and tell me: Do you think he is going to be a plumber or what?