I have learned a very valuable lesson this afternoon. While trying to rid myself of a migraine, my boys watched tv in their room. Unusual? Nope. They are good about doing that. Problem? Well, their room was just redone and they have a new dresser. The dresser has nothing in it yet, but it never occured to me or my hubby that it could be a bad thing. My 3 year old decided it would be cool to look at the size of the drawers in the dresser. This is not a new dresser. It's old and it's certainly HEAVY. Knowing that, we hadn't worried about anything about it or the fact that their Pirates of the Carribean tv was sitting on top. Thinking that would make it even heavier made me, actually feel a little better so I never worried that the dresser could topple at all.
Well Owen proved me wrong as he does well. He pulled out the top drawer and then decided to see what the bottom drawer looked like, well, being the curious kid he is, he didn't take the time to close the other one. He pulled on the middle drawer which actually looks like two drawers and pulled very hard thinking he could "unstick" them" As he did this, the dresser flew at him landing on him with the top drawer cutting off his air flow. TV flew across the room and my 6 year old screamed louder than I've ever heard him scream. I ripped the cable from the tv to free the dresser and got my 6 year old to pull Owen backwards as I lifted the very heavy dresser that I, at 6 months pregnant, am not supposed to be lifting.
In all this, Owen got a few cuts and bruises and the crap scared out of him. Mommy learned the lesson that no matter how heavy a dresser appears to be, it is not always the most stable. And that a $100 tv is doomed in a bedroom for small children (which I insisted in the first place but gave in to the biggest boy, my hubby and purchased it). It now, no longer will turn on--which is what I'm going to have the hardest time telling him.
Owen is now laying in my lap resting (well, he fell asleep), but I'm close enough to watch him closely in case anything goes crazy after the fact. Whew, could I wish this day away any faster!!
August 11, 2008
August 3, 2008
And the week BEGINS
So, every year this time, I spend an entire week with my mother teaching VBS (Vacation Bible School for you heathens). ;-) Do I enjoy this week? No, Not at all. But I'm tied to it as I've been doing it as long as I can remember. Did I volunteer to do this? NOPERS. It was volunteered by YES< my dear mother. NOW, the true question is this. Do I love doing this? Absolutely!! To teach children about the Word of God, that's the best.
Downside. Spending an entire week with my mother sucking the life out of me. Christian or not. Believer or not. PRAY FOR ME. I will need it to make it through this week as my children will be exhausted from day to day and I am pregnant and grouchy as it is and have to cater to my mother's demands on top of my extremely busy online work day and making sure I'm prepared for each day for the kids. And pray for the non-air conditioned building that I don't tear it down this year being so fat and pregnant. hahahaha. We'll see how I am at the end of the week.
Downside. Spending an entire week with my mother sucking the life out of me. Christian or not. Believer or not. PRAY FOR ME. I will need it to make it through this week as my children will be exhausted from day to day and I am pregnant and grouchy as it is and have to cater to my mother's demands on top of my extremely busy online work day and making sure I'm prepared for each day for the kids. And pray for the non-air conditioned building that I don't tear it down this year being so fat and pregnant. hahahaha. We'll see how I am at the end of the week.
July 29, 2008
THE DOOR
I dreamed of the day that I would find the perfect door. The one that would go where no door had gone before. For 3 years, I kept picturing that door to my kitchen that would show the age of our home and would keep my children from trashing my pantry. The same door that my grandmother had on her home for years. The same door that gave memories beyond compare. And suddenly there it was.
I was walking through the crowded aisles of the Habitat for Humanity Restore and suddenly stopped dead in my tracks as my husband stood there looking at the door of my dreams. I said, babe- LOOK. It's THE DOOR. I didn't care how much it was. I wanted it. $9 later, I had my door on its way home. How do we know it's the door? It fits!!! There is room to do what we wanted- to make it a pass through and include a lock on top and it matches my trim perfectly. It will be installed next week and finally the dream will come to pass. ahhh, more dreams to come and I look forward to every one of them!!
I was walking through the crowded aisles of the Habitat for Humanity Restore and suddenly stopped dead in my tracks as my husband stood there looking at the door of my dreams. I said, babe- LOOK. It's THE DOOR. I didn't care how much it was. I wanted it. $9 later, I had my door on its way home. How do we know it's the door? It fits!!! There is room to do what we wanted- to make it a pass through and include a lock on top and it matches my trim perfectly. It will be installed next week and finally the dream will come to pass. ahhh, more dreams to come and I look forward to every one of them!!
June 27, 2008
Life Source
One tiny heartbeat suspended in time
The vision of a lifetime that changes all of life
Pumping
.........Beating
................Continuing Life
The vision of a lifetime that changes all of life
Pumping
.........Beating
................Continuing Life
June 24, 2008
Annoying but Loving
So I got this annoying friend who I love dearly who said that I need to find a way to unleash my creativity once again. I have been squelched by the role of wife and mother and expected things. So, I listened to her nagging and created a blog. So, here it is Desperately ;-) Just for you? NO, Just for me. We'll see what I really have time to put on here and how creative it gets me going again. Screaming children and destruction to house brings me back to reality, so off to control that.
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