I truly believe the person who invented the concept of Daylight Savings Time did not have children at the time! Each year I say this statement and currently I am living in a world of crabbiness. I am crabby and my children are crabby. It is like we cannot grasp the concept of when to wake up, take naps, or go to bed. I have truly kept them on a schedule, but they want nothing to do with it. It is a blessing in disguise that this week is Audrey's spring break because we would have never made it to school on time. We may be getting closer to getting back into our routine, but boy are we a crabby and needy bunch right now!
I am strictly in survival mode right now and I am finding that my two favorite uppers and downers, coffee and wine, are becoming my best friends through this week. Honestly it hasn't been too bad, but I think this morning has been the worse. It started out great, just Ayden and I, eating our breakfast quietly together talking about animal noises, yogurt, and his butt (yes, it's his favorite topic right now). Then Audrey woke up singing and came downstairs and then I'm not sure what happen. It may have been because I asked her to decide what she wanted for breakfast or Ayden wanted her attention, who knows, but she unleashed her inner beast! My favorite quote from her this morning through the sobbing and whining was, "Mom, I woke up with an armful of joy, but now it is gone because you didn't give me my way!" Yes I am the joy destroyer, and quite frankly I really don't know how I destroyed joy, but I must be good at it to get that sort of reaction.
We are now trying to get into our routine for the day and play as I sit here and type. Yep, I am posting a blog while my children are awake because Mommy needs a time out. I think this is probably causing me more stress as my kids are calling my name every five seconds and my eye begins twitching, but hey I will get something done right?!
The end of my rant is that kids need time to adjust, but so do parents and it's okay that I am cranky too. However, I set the tone of the day so if I'm crabby, they are too. Therefore, I better put on my big girl panties, stop the whining, and go build some towers and get some crafts together for my two busy bodies.
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Monday, March 10, 2014
Random Acts of Children
There is never a dull moment at the Evans' house, and lately I have just learned to just laugh at everything because otherwise I may end up in an institution. Although this may actually give me the peace I do crave, so maybe it's time to re-evaluated how I handle things. Recently Ayden has an obsession with taking off his clothes. I find him many mornings in just his diaper. He has somehow in the night unzipped his pajamas and gotten them off and thrown them out of his crib. I guess I am okay with this until he decides to take off his diaper. But the other day taking clothes off was taken to the next level. We get in the house after a trip of running errands and Ayden pulls off his pants. You can tell he is so proud of himself too, as he just brings me his pants and then does a little dance around me. Of course this prompts Audrey to take off her pants and then I have two children with no pants on. Sigh...
This week Ayden has also become very aware of Audrey's conversations. She will begin calling Ayden a puppy, and he instantly becomes a dog. I mean crawling on the floor, barking, and attempting to lick both Audrey and I. We both laugh and of course this gives him more encouragement to continue with his crazy behavior. Audrey also calls him a monster and that is when the real fun begins in the house. He literally unleashes his inner beast and attempts to attack Audrey and it scares her to death. I can hear the fear in her scream of help, but the thing is she brings this one upon herself so it is her turn to deal with that consequence.
Tyler and I have really seen Audrey's leadership skills come out recently. She wants to be in charge and calling all the shots. It makes parenting real fun when she is reprimanding her brother for something she feels is inappropriate. Or the other day at swim lessons she was trying to keep the distracted little boy in line, but that back fired and she really got upset. I mean I could see her temper start to flare, but I am glad to see she could control herself and know that when she got the look of knock it off from across the pool from me that she needed to back off. I know she is truly trying to help, but her bossiness, sorry leadership, is getting to be a little too much. It may have to do with the fact that she is stepping on my turf, but I do want to allow for her to understand the difference from being a leader and being a control freak.
Regardless of our fun experiences that we have had this week, it only keeps life interesting and I would not want it any other way! Except for maybe some more wine and a little more peace. A mom can have dreams too:)
This week Ayden has also become very aware of Audrey's conversations. She will begin calling Ayden a puppy, and he instantly becomes a dog. I mean crawling on the floor, barking, and attempting to lick both Audrey and I. We both laugh and of course this gives him more encouragement to continue with his crazy behavior. Audrey also calls him a monster and that is when the real fun begins in the house. He literally unleashes his inner beast and attempts to attack Audrey and it scares her to death. I can hear the fear in her scream of help, but the thing is she brings this one upon herself so it is her turn to deal with that consequence.
Tyler and I have really seen Audrey's leadership skills come out recently. She wants to be in charge and calling all the shots. It makes parenting real fun when she is reprimanding her brother for something she feels is inappropriate. Or the other day at swim lessons she was trying to keep the distracted little boy in line, but that back fired and she really got upset. I mean I could see her temper start to flare, but I am glad to see she could control herself and know that when she got the look of knock it off from across the pool from me that she needed to back off. I know she is truly trying to help, but her bossiness, sorry leadership, is getting to be a little too much. It may have to do with the fact that she is stepping on my turf, but I do want to allow for her to understand the difference from being a leader and being a control freak.
Regardless of our fun experiences that we have had this week, it only keeps life interesting and I would not want it any other way! Except for maybe some more wine and a little more peace. A mom can have dreams too:)
Friday, March 7, 2014
The Admiration of Strength
We've all had those days, you know the one where you just cannot wait until your husband gets home or that blissful quiet time of your kiddo's bedtime. The kids are on your last nerve and they continue to do everything you don't want them to, and you swear that they are just doing it to piss you off. It's normal to get frustrated and feel like you are having the worse day ever, but recently I read a story that just made me realize I was seriously being the biggest baby and needed to put my big girl panties on and be counting my blessings rather than bitching and feeling sorry for myself!
This story is about a woman I only wish I had half the strength that she has. Although I never knew her personally, I do know the town she lives in so very well, Anderson, Alaska. This quaint little town in rural Alaska made me realize the importance of community. Seriously this is a town that was 35 miles away from a gas station and 75 miles away from major stores, so you get to know folks well and you learn to rely on each other. I spent only four years in this town where I taught grades 4-6 and it honestly helped me be the person I am today. I am sure you are thinking...sure whatever Lindsay, but in the elements and the way of living it truly made me appreciate things and respect nature in ways I never knew possible.
Okay now enough about me, this is a post about an inspirational women that will totally put things into perspective for us all. Her name is Jolene, and don't worry I have her permission to write this. When I first wrote Jolene, I was not even sure if she knew who I was because she had just moved back to Anderson while I was ending my stay. We did however live across the street from each other, which doesn't really mean anything but that is how she made the connection of who I was:).
Jolene is a mother of two children, ages 10 and 3, and moved back to Anderson to take care of her father who was struggling with every day life routines due to a car accident. Living in rural Alaska itself is a challenge, but when you have to care for a family member in addition to your own family, plus hit with the hardship and challenges life threw at her makes her an AMAZING woman. 2013 has been a trying year for Jolene, as in April she received a dreaded call after she had a lumpectomy and was told she had Stage 0 and a highly aggressive cell type cancer. She went ahead with a double mastectomy, and only ten days later her father that she had so tenderly cared for passed away. How she managed to continue to go on is beyond me, but I do know that you find the strength when you have kids involved. She didn't have an option to give up.
In August Jolene began her first part of reconstruction of her chest that would allow for her to have implants to be placed at a later time. It was about this time that her vehicle's engine decided to die, even though it was not even half way paid for!
As September approached, her birthday month, she had a head MRI due to nerve issues she was having on the left side of her face, and she was told she had a tumor on the underside of her brain. Honestly, still not sure how she didn't have a complete and utter breakdown! In October she went to Seattle for brain surgery, and she openly admits the fear of this surgery. I don't blame her, this scares me just writing this story. However the great news about this surgery is that the tumor was benign!
After this last surgery, she returned to Alaska and continued with the expanding for the reconstruction, as this needed to be completed before she began her radiation treatments. In December Jolene began radiation, but please remember she had to drive 80 miles one way to get her treatment and she was scheduled for one treatment a day Monday through Friday.
Now I know there are more details that have occurred, but this is just a small glimpse of Jolene's challenges in life this past year. Talk about an inspiring and empowering woman! When I wrote to Jolene, the selfless woman, who we can all learn from, stated that she prays that no woman ever has to know how strong they truly are. Yes, as tears stream down my face, because you all know how lately I can cry on a dime, I have learned that strength is something that comes from within and we never know the strength we have until we need to find it to pick ourselves up off the floor.
God bless Jolene, her children, and those who have helped her along her journey! Jolene, I hope that your one year cancer free anniversary in April is one of the best parties you have, as well as many celebrations of this victory for many years to come!
With all that Jolene has gone through, it is evident that none of this came cheap. The every day struggles of finances in general, but then to add all the medical bills, car expenses, and whatever else life throws at you, things have become a struggle. She states that her children have realized that they are low on money and that they do not ask for much and are okay with not getting it all. This is one thing that is amazing to me too because it is so hard for children to understand this, but I do believe this children have seen the strength their mother possesses and have learned to be grateful just having their mother with them.
This is one post that I am going to ask all of you reading to share and help if you can. I wouldn't write about something that I couldn't support, and I just admire Jolene's strength. One important thing I think we all need to remember from this story is that we should never take anything in life for granted. Life is precious and each moment we spend with family and friends is important. So even when we are having one of those days, I challenge you to remember Jolene's story and to remember things can change in an instant! Therefore, maybe that bad day we are having, really isn't that bad at all!
I am including the link that shares Jolene's story in greater detail, and if you have just a little to spare, I am sure she would appreciate any help as you will learn she has been handed a huge challenge in life. http://www.gofundme.com/6p0dcw
This story is about a woman I only wish I had half the strength that she has. Although I never knew her personally, I do know the town she lives in so very well, Anderson, Alaska. This quaint little town in rural Alaska made me realize the importance of community. Seriously this is a town that was 35 miles away from a gas station and 75 miles away from major stores, so you get to know folks well and you learn to rely on each other. I spent only four years in this town where I taught grades 4-6 and it honestly helped me be the person I am today. I am sure you are thinking...sure whatever Lindsay, but in the elements and the way of living it truly made me appreciate things and respect nature in ways I never knew possible.
Okay now enough about me, this is a post about an inspirational women that will totally put things into perspective for us all. Her name is Jolene, and don't worry I have her permission to write this. When I first wrote Jolene, I was not even sure if she knew who I was because she had just moved back to Anderson while I was ending my stay. We did however live across the street from each other, which doesn't really mean anything but that is how she made the connection of who I was:).
Jolene is a mother of two children, ages 10 and 3, and moved back to Anderson to take care of her father who was struggling with every day life routines due to a car accident. Living in rural Alaska itself is a challenge, but when you have to care for a family member in addition to your own family, plus hit with the hardship and challenges life threw at her makes her an AMAZING woman. 2013 has been a trying year for Jolene, as in April she received a dreaded call after she had a lumpectomy and was told she had Stage 0 and a highly aggressive cell type cancer. She went ahead with a double mastectomy, and only ten days later her father that she had so tenderly cared for passed away. How she managed to continue to go on is beyond me, but I do know that you find the strength when you have kids involved. She didn't have an option to give up.
In August Jolene began her first part of reconstruction of her chest that would allow for her to have implants to be placed at a later time. It was about this time that her vehicle's engine decided to die, even though it was not even half way paid for!
As September approached, her birthday month, she had a head MRI due to nerve issues she was having on the left side of her face, and she was told she had a tumor on the underside of her brain. Honestly, still not sure how she didn't have a complete and utter breakdown! In October she went to Seattle for brain surgery, and she openly admits the fear of this surgery. I don't blame her, this scares me just writing this story. However the great news about this surgery is that the tumor was benign!
After this last surgery, she returned to Alaska and continued with the expanding for the reconstruction, as this needed to be completed before she began her radiation treatments. In December Jolene began radiation, but please remember she had to drive 80 miles one way to get her treatment and she was scheduled for one treatment a day Monday through Friday.
Now I know there are more details that have occurred, but this is just a small glimpse of Jolene's challenges in life this past year. Talk about an inspiring and empowering woman! When I wrote to Jolene, the selfless woman, who we can all learn from, stated that she prays that no woman ever has to know how strong they truly are. Yes, as tears stream down my face, because you all know how lately I can cry on a dime, I have learned that strength is something that comes from within and we never know the strength we have until we need to find it to pick ourselves up off the floor.
God bless Jolene, her children, and those who have helped her along her journey! Jolene, I hope that your one year cancer free anniversary in April is one of the best parties you have, as well as many celebrations of this victory for many years to come!
With all that Jolene has gone through, it is evident that none of this came cheap. The every day struggles of finances in general, but then to add all the medical bills, car expenses, and whatever else life throws at you, things have become a struggle. She states that her children have realized that they are low on money and that they do not ask for much and are okay with not getting it all. This is one thing that is amazing to me too because it is so hard for children to understand this, but I do believe this children have seen the strength their mother possesses and have learned to be grateful just having their mother with them.
This is one post that I am going to ask all of you reading to share and help if you can. I wouldn't write about something that I couldn't support, and I just admire Jolene's strength. One important thing I think we all need to remember from this story is that we should never take anything in life for granted. Life is precious and each moment we spend with family and friends is important. So even when we are having one of those days, I challenge you to remember Jolene's story and to remember things can change in an instant! Therefore, maybe that bad day we are having, really isn't that bad at all!
I am including the link that shares Jolene's story in greater detail, and if you have just a little to spare, I am sure she would appreciate any help as you will learn she has been handed a huge challenge in life. http://www.gofundme.com/6p0dcw
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Concept of Time
Lordy...have you ever tried to teach the concept of time to a toddler? Lets be real...that shit is hard! Audrey is trying hard to get the concept of time, but it is a challenge. Currently I have used our calendar to mark special days down so she can refer to, but recently that concept has failed. She gets so hyper focused and excited about something and just has to ask about it or say it is tomorrow, which then turns into me repeating myself 5,000 times.
Right now we have a birthday party to attend on Sunday. Every morning she talks to me of when it is. She sings through the days of the week and we talk about what the day is today and we do a count down until the party. Tonight before she went to bed, she made a comment about how the party was tomorrow. (Insert scream and head banging) Seriously we just had this conversation and we need to do it again?!? I feel the need to correct her because I don't want her to be disappointed, but maybe I should stop making myself crazy. I totally get it is not her fault, but it sure can be tiresome, like every thing else in parenting.
I know that this is something Audrey will eventually understand, but what scares me is that probably about the time Audrey gets it I will begin this magical journey with Ayden. This is the struggle I guess all parents go through when they have children close in age. I do not regret this, but I really feel this way with all developmental milestones. It is like we get through one milestone with Audrey and it seems like we are going through the same milestone with Ayden not soon after.
This soon will pass and I will miss it, but currently I am just trying to get through it....such is life!
Right now we have a birthday party to attend on Sunday. Every morning she talks to me of when it is. She sings through the days of the week and we talk about what the day is today and we do a count down until the party. Tonight before she went to bed, she made a comment about how the party was tomorrow. (Insert scream and head banging) Seriously we just had this conversation and we need to do it again?!? I feel the need to correct her because I don't want her to be disappointed, but maybe I should stop making myself crazy. I totally get it is not her fault, but it sure can be tiresome, like every thing else in parenting.
I know that this is something Audrey will eventually understand, but what scares me is that probably about the time Audrey gets it I will begin this magical journey with Ayden. This is the struggle I guess all parents go through when they have children close in age. I do not regret this, but I really feel this way with all developmental milestones. It is like we get through one milestone with Audrey and it seems like we are going through the same milestone with Ayden not soon after.
This soon will pass and I will miss it, but currently I am just trying to get through it....such is life!
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Now I Get It!!
I remember when I first started talking about baby number 2, everyone always said two was so much easier than one. Well I beg to differ with all of you who said that. The first year and almost second year have been hard with two children, and honestly I have said to a few that they were wrong because one was so much easier. It wasn't until recently I finally got what folks were saying. My kids now actually play with each other. Seriously sit down and share and play activities...I know sounds like a very simple concept, but this is like the biggest deal in this momma's book!
It was great. Yesterday my children were playing in their little house, serving each other food and giggling. I seriously had about ten minutes to just be me without a book being shoved in my face or a a car to race around the floor. But just like every good thing in life, it had to end. The glorious time of playing together turned into a knock down, drag out fight over who was going to be the cook. At one point I saw Ayden had Audrey in a head lock and was attempting to bite her.
I think what gets me the most is this constant fighting. I just don't understand how one moment things are calm and serene, and then the next moment there is a serious wrestling match occurring. It has been brought to my attention by my mother that it will only get worse....thanks Mom! I know there will be arguments, but I sure am hoping that there will be more playing together than the physical fighting. I know Ayden is at that age where he doesn't communicate well and his actions are the only way to express, but holy aggression some days!
So here I go, those of you who said it is easier to have more kids than one, you are correct when it comes to that age where they can entertain themselves. However my advice is this, it may be easier when they are both over two, but when they are young it is just hard! Like question your sanity of why you decided to have kids so close together hard, but it is totally worth it in the long run...just very exhausting!
It was great. Yesterday my children were playing in their little house, serving each other food and giggling. I seriously had about ten minutes to just be me without a book being shoved in my face or a a car to race around the floor. But just like every good thing in life, it had to end. The glorious time of playing together turned into a knock down, drag out fight over who was going to be the cook. At one point I saw Ayden had Audrey in a head lock and was attempting to bite her.
I think what gets me the most is this constant fighting. I just don't understand how one moment things are calm and serene, and then the next moment there is a serious wrestling match occurring. It has been brought to my attention by my mother that it will only get worse....thanks Mom! I know there will be arguments, but I sure am hoping that there will be more playing together than the physical fighting. I know Ayden is at that age where he doesn't communicate well and his actions are the only way to express, but holy aggression some days!
So here I go, those of you who said it is easier to have more kids than one, you are correct when it comes to that age where they can entertain themselves. However my advice is this, it may be easier when they are both over two, but when they are young it is just hard! Like question your sanity of why you decided to have kids so close together hard, but it is totally worth it in the long run...just very exhausting!
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
A Greasy Situation
I can't even believe I am writing this post about this crazy issue that I have, greasy hair. I have always had greasy hair, like not bad, but by the end of the day it was noticeably greasy to me. I always thought that you wash greasy hair every day and it is something I just live with, extra oil for me, but after my research I have done, washing thick, greasy hair daily makes your hair greasier. Freaking fantastic, I have been doing things wrong for over 30 years, and that brings me to my problem now.
It wasn't until we moved here to Nebraska that I noticed I was having this greasy hair issue. I have been blaming it mainly on our water softener because that is the only thing that drastically changed from Colorado to here. However I think I have a bigger issue than the water softener. I wash my hair daily, every other day I alternate between a few different shampoos so I do not get excessive build up, but once I dry my hair, my hair is more greasy than it was when I got in the shower to wash it. I think it was Saturday I had gotten to my wits end. I researched and read about some ways to help with this build up issue and I figured it really couldn't get any worse than it already is. I mean you could fry an egg on the crown of my head that is how gross we are talking here. Once again, still wondering why I am still writing this down!
So I figured I was going to begin with a lemon juice rinse. I would get in the shower and literally wash my hair with just 1/4 fresh lemon juice with 1 cup water. The smart gal I am I mixed this concoction in a measuring cup and took it into the shower with me. I wet the bottom part of my hair and began working the solution into my hair. I got the top part of my head wet, dump on more solution and of course got the dam stuff in my eyes...you would think I would know that it probably wouldn't feel good, but I kept on working the solution into my scalp until it was all gone. I rinsed well and I have never been more excited to get out of the shower and blow dry my hair.
It was time to see if this concoction really worked. I finished up drying my hair and I was in tears. Once again I had greasy hair, but also a few extra lemon chunks/pieces in my hair as well that never got rinsed out. Seriously what was I going to do now. Then I remembered I read that flour absorbs oil in the hair as well. I marched myself down the stairs and began working flour into the crown of my head and wherever else I felt my hair was greasy. I came upstairs to then comb out my hair and realized my hair was no longer dark brown at the top of my head but was a gray color. Flipping fantastic! I had a church and a preschool open house to help out at and I had a discolored, greasy mop of hair on top of my head! I just brushed my hair and put it in a barrette so that it covered most of the discoloration and just called it a day.
Funny thing is by the end of the day, my hair actually felt smooth, so I thought that something was working. So onto Monday's experience. I rinsed again with a new lemon juice mixture and put it in a shampoo bottle so I did not have it running down my face. Got out of the shower and blow dried my hair. Now it was a little greasy, but not as bad as what I have been used to. I assumed I am making progress. However by the time we finished our errands to physical therapy and Mud Pies, my hair was greasy again. So I fixed the kids lunch and went to town on my hair with flour. Now Audrey is watching me this entire time, asking questions and I told her I was just putting water on my head because the last thing I need her into is the flour. I guess I am glad that I told her this too because I found her after she washed her hands putting water on her head just like mom. Sigh...why can't she pick the normal things I do, but wait do I do anything normal?
The conclusion of this all is that I think the lemon juice stuff is working, but I am not sure what else to do. I have found a couple shampoo recommendations online for my oily hair, but if any of you know of a great solution I am more than willing to try within reason. I am sure this may have to do with hormones and age, but geesh isn't all the other things in life enough?
So today if you feel you are having or you had a bad hair day, just think of me and my flour covered head and simply smile at yourself in the mirror and embrace that bad hair day because at least your hair isn't greasy and gray due to flour!
It wasn't until we moved here to Nebraska that I noticed I was having this greasy hair issue. I have been blaming it mainly on our water softener because that is the only thing that drastically changed from Colorado to here. However I think I have a bigger issue than the water softener. I wash my hair daily, every other day I alternate between a few different shampoos so I do not get excessive build up, but once I dry my hair, my hair is more greasy than it was when I got in the shower to wash it. I think it was Saturday I had gotten to my wits end. I researched and read about some ways to help with this build up issue and I figured it really couldn't get any worse than it already is. I mean you could fry an egg on the crown of my head that is how gross we are talking here. Once again, still wondering why I am still writing this down!
So I figured I was going to begin with a lemon juice rinse. I would get in the shower and literally wash my hair with just 1/4 fresh lemon juice with 1 cup water. The smart gal I am I mixed this concoction in a measuring cup and took it into the shower with me. I wet the bottom part of my hair and began working the solution into my hair. I got the top part of my head wet, dump on more solution and of course got the dam stuff in my eyes...you would think I would know that it probably wouldn't feel good, but I kept on working the solution into my scalp until it was all gone. I rinsed well and I have never been more excited to get out of the shower and blow dry my hair.
It was time to see if this concoction really worked. I finished up drying my hair and I was in tears. Once again I had greasy hair, but also a few extra lemon chunks/pieces in my hair as well that never got rinsed out. Seriously what was I going to do now. Then I remembered I read that flour absorbs oil in the hair as well. I marched myself down the stairs and began working flour into the crown of my head and wherever else I felt my hair was greasy. I came upstairs to then comb out my hair and realized my hair was no longer dark brown at the top of my head but was a gray color. Flipping fantastic! I had a church and a preschool open house to help out at and I had a discolored, greasy mop of hair on top of my head! I just brushed my hair and put it in a barrette so that it covered most of the discoloration and just called it a day.
Funny thing is by the end of the day, my hair actually felt smooth, so I thought that something was working. So onto Monday's experience. I rinsed again with a new lemon juice mixture and put it in a shampoo bottle so I did not have it running down my face. Got out of the shower and blow dried my hair. Now it was a little greasy, but not as bad as what I have been used to. I assumed I am making progress. However by the time we finished our errands to physical therapy and Mud Pies, my hair was greasy again. So I fixed the kids lunch and went to town on my hair with flour. Now Audrey is watching me this entire time, asking questions and I told her I was just putting water on my head because the last thing I need her into is the flour. I guess I am glad that I told her this too because I found her after she washed her hands putting water on her head just like mom. Sigh...why can't she pick the normal things I do, but wait do I do anything normal?
The conclusion of this all is that I think the lemon juice stuff is working, but I am not sure what else to do. I have found a couple shampoo recommendations online for my oily hair, but if any of you know of a great solution I am more than willing to try within reason. I am sure this may have to do with hormones and age, but geesh isn't all the other things in life enough?
So today if you feel you are having or you had a bad hair day, just think of me and my flour covered head and simply smile at yourself in the mirror and embrace that bad hair day because at least your hair isn't greasy and gray due to flour!
Monday, March 3, 2014
The House of Prayer
I recently was overwhelmed with Audrey and Ayden the other day and I mumbled under my breathe, "Please God give me the strength to not lose my mind!" I thought I had mumbled, but evidently not because this moment of weakness sparked huge interest to Audrey. She has really been intrigued with what mom and dad do. She wants to do everything we do, and I guess she was inspired by that small cry for help to God because she is a praying fool. Now we are not a big prayer family. I mean we talk about saying prayers, but we normally do this on our own time and quietly. However Audrey has taken this to the extreme.
Audrey loves to say grace at dinner time, and now we say it at every meal, including snack. It is something she wants to do, so I try and support her. Ayden even gets into it and wants to lead a prayer at dinner. His goes something like this, "Blah, blah, blah, Aaaaaaaaaaa-MEN!" He really only likes the Amen party, but he wants to be just like his sister so he gives it his best effort.
Now I am not sure if Audrey really understands what prayer is truly about and if she understands it is not really a way to demand for things to go your way, but currently this is the way she is doing this whole prayer thing. Tyler and I have had to hide our faces due to some of the hysterical things she prays about. I know her intentions are good and she is trying so hard, but good gravy this kid has some crazy prayer requests.
Since it is a Monday and it is typically hard to find humor, I wanted to share just a few of the prayers I overheard at our table this weekend by Audrey.
Dear God,
Please give me the strength to deal with my brother saying the word uh-oh.
Amen
Dear God,
Please give me the patience to help Ayden to not pull apart his peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
Amen
Dear God,
Please give the help to remember to stop sticking my hands in my mouth.
Amen
Dear God,
Please give me the strength to make my mom stop telling me what to do.
Amen
Dear God,
Please give me the strength to get my way, even though I do not want to listen.
Amen
Dear God,
Please let me be good so I can earn my special pen, coloring thing.
Amen
Dear God,
Please let Ayden listen to my directions when playing with the dinosaurs.
Amen
Now I am sure I am not recalling all of the prayers I heard, but her prayer request is definitely focused around what Audrey wants. I think I am going to let her keep praying and address the bigger issue at a later time. She is only 3 1/2 and lets face it, in her mind the world revolves around her!
Audrey loves to say grace at dinner time, and now we say it at every meal, including snack. It is something she wants to do, so I try and support her. Ayden even gets into it and wants to lead a prayer at dinner. His goes something like this, "Blah, blah, blah, Aaaaaaaaaaa-MEN!" He really only likes the Amen party, but he wants to be just like his sister so he gives it his best effort.
Now I am not sure if Audrey really understands what prayer is truly about and if she understands it is not really a way to demand for things to go your way, but currently this is the way she is doing this whole prayer thing. Tyler and I have had to hide our faces due to some of the hysterical things she prays about. I know her intentions are good and she is trying so hard, but good gravy this kid has some crazy prayer requests.
Since it is a Monday and it is typically hard to find humor, I wanted to share just a few of the prayers I overheard at our table this weekend by Audrey.
Dear God,
Please give me the strength to deal with my brother saying the word uh-oh.
Amen
Dear God,
Please give me the patience to help Ayden to not pull apart his peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
Amen
Dear God,
Please give the help to remember to stop sticking my hands in my mouth.
Amen
Dear God,
Please give me the strength to make my mom stop telling me what to do.
Amen
Dear God,
Please give me the strength to get my way, even though I do not want to listen.
Amen
Dear God,
Please let me be good so I can earn my special pen, coloring thing.
Amen
Dear God,
Please let Ayden listen to my directions when playing with the dinosaurs.
Amen
Now I am sure I am not recalling all of the prayers I heard, but her prayer request is definitely focused around what Audrey wants. I think I am going to let her keep praying and address the bigger issue at a later time. She is only 3 1/2 and lets face it, in her mind the world revolves around her!
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