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Wednesday, June 29, 2016

OCD

So I've decided my kids are kind of ocd. Caroline has always been that way, been fussy about knowing exactly how she wants things, being  very organized, very nervous of change, and noticing and getting upset if we do things differently. In a lot of ways you could say she is a mini me, except that she is very extroverted. 

I had thought for awhile that Luke was going to be more laid back, but as it turns out, not so much. For instance when we go to nurse before bed, we have to turn the fan on, one curtain has to be open, the other closed, the door has to be closed. We have to sit in the same spot. If anything is out of place he won't relax and eat. It's part annoying and part funny. 

Luke has very definite ideas of how he wants things and we're discovering as he talks more that a lot of his screaming and frustration has been over not being able to communicate what he wants. For instance he is often a pain,  being unwilling to answer his questions at family worship. Last night we finally figured out he was wanting his to be asked out of a book just like Hunter and Caroline's. So John "read" his questions, and he was happy as could be.
John assures me that Hunter never had these qualities as a little kid so I guess we get to blame it all on me!

Friday, June 24, 2016

Fourth anniversary pictures

You have to watch your wedding video on your anniversary. Maybe we'll get out dvd by our 5th anniversary, for now it's the low quality free vimeo version. Luke, "It's Daddy!"
I did my toes with some leftover wedding nail polish.
Some men buy flowers for their wives.....some get cheese :-)
Still holding hands.
Yummy date night at Chef Chu's.
The best selfie we managed to get!

Thursday, June 23, 2016

Parenting choices

This article, on this blog. It says EXACTLY how I feel about parenting. I get so tired of people who try to make other parents feel bad for their choices. 


"I sat in the Bible study, and my heart sank.
The conversation was once again drifting towards sleep training. Every momma in the room had an opinion. And all of those opinions were the exact opposite of what every single night looked like with my baby.
There was a strong belief among these women, and in our church culture, that sleep training was part of “Christian Parenting”. That the verse “Spare the rod, spoil the child” was the Biblical case for leaving your four month old to cry it out.
I didn’t know my son had autism at the time. No one did.
But crying it out, was something he did all the time, not just at night. And the “out part” never came. He just cried and cried and cried and cried – miserable in his own skin, and overwhelmed with a sensory system that just didn’t synch with the rest of the world.
I explained with much trepidation in the Bible study, how tough this was for him. The women tried to be kind and helpful, but the message was clear.
If you really loved Jesus, you would stop idolizing your child and sleep train.
Years later, I moved to a completely different, much more liberal city. At my new church, there were new moms to get to know. As I did, I realized there was a opposite kind of ‘Christian Parenting’ being practiced here.
These mommas co-slept and practiced extended breastfeeding. They talked a lot about organic food and natural medicine.
One day, I handed my son a plastic water bottle at the park. All the women were sitting in a circle, talking about Jesus and parenting. I noticed several women’s faces change to disapproval, and one actually said, “If you really want to love your child, why would you give him plastic to drink from?
“Because he is thirsty and it’s hot,” I thought.
Plastic is toxic. It’s bad for the planet and for our children. Being a good steward means taking better care of both,” she said, sure she was educating me and helping me.
I felt the exact same way I did in the Bible study. Ashamed and feeling like I would never get this Christian thing right. Only this time, the ‘Christian Parenting’ model was the exact opposite.
If I really loved Jesus, I would follow more natural parenting practices.
As a new Christian, I was so eager to learn all the things I needed to do, to be part of this new life. As a new Christian, I was on fire for Jesus, but was surprised to learn that we rarely really talked about him.
We talked a lot about the Bible to be sure. But didn’t actually read it. We just took pieces of it, and used those pieces to defend the parenting choices, the lifestyle choices, and the marriage choices we were making.
More than that, we used those pieces of the Bible to exclude the ones who didn’t fit and define the ones who did.
Over the course of ten years, I heard every single one of the following statements, either spoken to me or to someone else in the church.
God does not want you to let your children watch Spongebob.” – I can’t even.
Attachment parenting is not biblical.” – I guess that’s kinda true because God never even makes it a point to discuss different parenting styles directly in the Bible.
You are idolizing your child when you spend so much time focused on his needs. He needs more discipline. Then he won’t act that way.” – Please, please, please be careful when you try and insinuate that a mother’s God given love for her child is in opposition to her love for Jesus. P.S. You have no idea what is going on with that child at home.
Spare the rod, spoil the child. It says it in the Bible. You need to spank him.” – This verse is used as some sort of mantra over and over again. I have heard it hundreds of times in Christian circles – likely more than any other verse in the entire Bible. How sad is that?
Your child is a sinner. The Bible says you need to train the sin right out of him.” – We are all sinners. That’s why we need Jesus. I am not sure how we train the sin out of ourselves, much less our children.
I am exhausted just typing all of this.
Please hear my heart – I do not think anyone I am referencing said any of these things to be cruel. I honestly think they are just trying to figure this parenthood thing out like the rest of us.
But when we associate being Christ-like with all of our rules and requirements, we lose sight of all the good news that Jesus actually brings.
What if a new mom is checking out your church, or your mommy group, or your Bible study and she fed her kid McDonald’s on the way there? Do you really want to communicate to her that Jesus is all about condemning that food choice?
Or what if the new mom is checking out your church, or your mommy group, or your Bible study and has quite comfortably been co-sleeping with her toddler. Do you really want to focus more on sleep training than on welcoming her and showing her Christ’s love?
Moreover, do we want to give our kids this message? That God is about the rules of the all the things you can and cannot do.
What if being a parent has more to do with us and our relationship with God, than somehow applying a Christian formula to our children and having them turn out evangelical?
The more I get to know the Bible and Jesus, the more I feel like God is just bigger than all of this. My mind is so small compared to His omnipotence.
There is no way I can possibly figure out the formula for parenting – I don’t think anyone can and more importantly, I don’t think they should.
This is not a math equation, this is a relationship.
Our children are not projects. They are people, created in the image and likeness of God.
Every single child has been born to the parents God ordained. My children have special needs, yours may not. Do we really think there is a Biblical expectation that we parent them all the same?
Jesus meets every single person in His lifetime on earth, exactly where they are. He loves them, exactly as they are. He helps them, exactly as they are. He inspires them, teaches them, and serves them, exactly as they are.
I want more of that model in my parenting –
Loving my boys when they feel like they have failed.
Teaching them through powerful stories.
Redirecting them as needed, and reminding them of their continual need for Jesus.
Forgiving them over and over and over again.
Sharing all the wonderful things that Jesus did on earth and that He is doing in our lives.
Washing my boys feet when they feel the most unworthy.
This is the ‘Christian parenting’ I want to practice.
This is the ‘Christian parenting” I want to talk about.
This is the ‘Christian parenting’ I think we all need."

Monday, June 20, 2016

Caroline said

Me, "Caroline, what would you like for breakfast this morning?"
Caroline thinks a minute, "I know! A cup of coffee!"
Me, "Absolutely not."
Caroline, "Well.......I know, how about a beer?"
Me, "What?!!! Absolutely not!"
We settled on a bowl of cereal, and for the record none of us consume alcoholic beverages for breakfast! Especially not the children, lol.
Life is never boring around here.


Me, "Caroline, I just ordered Dukie's birthday present and you all are really going to like it!"
(side note, I feel very organized having his present already, but I found a great sale on amazon and took advantage of it.)
Caroline, "Can I play with it too?"
Me, "Yes, of course. You all will share."
Caroline, "I like sharing. Can I have the first turn?"
Me, just shakes my head......

"Whatever you say, deard."
Haha, John and I say this jokingly to each other pretty often and Caroline thinks it is hilarious to say it too. For some reason she adds the D on which makes it even funnier.


While playing outside in the pool, "Mama, can we turn the air on out here? I like to be colder."

19 months old

Luke and his "baaki."
!9 months old.

I really don't have much to update on Luke this month. We're on the same schedule as past months except that he has given up the morning nap. For my sanity, and because he doesn't seem to mind he has a quiet independent play time in his crib every morning for about 45 minutes. We still nurse twice a day. Luke is talking more and more, and is a busy little guy! One thing he says all the time is, "mon, mon." His version of come on when he wants you to follow him.

Father's Day

We are a pretty low key family when it comes to holidays. I'm not the super creative, crafty, pinterest mom which is fine since I'd rather simplicity than stress! Anyways when I asked John what he wanted to do for Father's day he said he wanted to smoke some big piece of meat for dinner. So on Saturday John smoked a pork roast, and I made potato salad, and cole slaw (since we joke that John proposed to me because of my salads it seemed appropriate, lol). Then after our yummy dinner on Saturday Grandma took us and Grandpa to Dairy Queen for ice cream. It was a nice day :-)


I tried to get some pictures of John and the kids before church. Hunter wasn't with us this weekend.
Ice cream! Caroline had a "banilla" cone.