Longest blogging break ever??

6 months later here I go again.  The good news is that I should have plenty to blog about, right?  And the sad truth is that this is the only form of scrap book my boys will ever have.

My friend in another all boy house and I say we are going to write a book someday called "Stories To Make You Feel Better About Your Parenting".  Rest assured I have plenty of stories to contribute to the book.  Like the day a dead bird was brought into the house for our new pet.  Or the night Isaac smashed a beer bottle he found against a pole at Luke's soccer clinic for all to see and hear.  Or the picture day I decided to gel the boys hair with Jereme's new hair gel.  Which, turned out to not be hair gel.  

In any case, I will leave you (if any of you are still out there!) with a few random iPhone pictures...

Jorden lost his first tooth in January and then another one a few weeks later. 

Isaac just lost his first tooth yesterday. And, then literally lost his tooth. So, he was delighted to find out the tooth fairy accepts notes.

Creepy that we let our kids eat a snack while sitting on their dog's grave out at the farm?  Perhaps.

A screw loose?

I guess we don't need to worry about Luke having a screw loose.

Wildcats

Woooooohoooooo! How about them Cats!? The next generation of faithful K-Staters!!! Luke was a wee bit touchy after a full day before a 7 pm start time...he was too busy freaking out because Jereme touched him to participate in the 2nd photo op! You just never know with a three-year-old. Can I get an amen on that??

If you were near 6th St Park today...

I hope you got to witness my awesome photography skills...both in using a way too expensive camera that I still have no idea how to use besides in Auto Mode and the amazing skills I use to get my subjects to all look the same way, smile, put their hands down, stand still, keep your hands off other people.

 It may or may not have included bribing, voice-raising, threats, pleading, putting leaves on my head, acting like I saw a spider (which some of you will know the depths of my desperation right there).

Here is a sneak preview. Or maybe it's not much of one. Maybe it's just how the overall shoot went...

Recently...

Recently, the little boys first soccer season ended.  Oh what fun they had!  They loved it and weren't ready to be done.  I see many, many, many, many more sporting events headed our way now that they've had their first experience.

Recently, we spent a Sunday afternoon walking the nature trails in Pratt.  The boys' greatest hope was that we could find a snake.  Their momma's greatest prayer was that we would NOT find a snake.

Recently, God has been impressing upon my heart how much time I am wasting on Facebook.  I am sure most of you self-monitor better than I do.  But, I was finding myself not able to get my "quiet" time done daily but I was sure able to see what was going on in everyone else's lives!!  Sunday at church did I ever hear a WORD.  Spoke directly to my heart, convicting me.  Dang, I hate when that happens.  Grin.  So, I finally heeded what I've known for quite awhile...Facebook is now absent in our house.

Recently, I took what I thought would be the easy way out and bathed all three kids together.  Although I got these cute shots, the aftermath was u.g.l.y.  Rowdy boys need not be in the bathtub together!  End result, WAY more water outside the tub than in the tub.

Recently, I was putting the little boys to bed.  As I was walking out, Isaac sweetly (or so I thought!) says, "I hope you can sleep all right in your bed tonight!"  Me:  "Oh that is so sweet of you Isaac, I am sure I will be fine!"  I, of course, was thinking he was all concerned because Jereme was out of town.  He says, "No really, I hope you can sleep in your bed!"  Hmmm, ok, that's weird but who knows with boys, right!?  Fast forward to about 11:30 pm as I am crawling into bed with more sand in it than is in most sandboxes.  I am thinking a couple little boys took their shoes off in my bed after we spent the afternoon at the park instead of in the laundry room like they were told to do.  Darling little things, aren't they??? 

The Line

I dare you to watch this documentary and not be convicted in some way.  I don't know what that will look like for you but I know what that looks like for me.  For us. Pledging today that this household will give, both financially and in service, in a way that we have never given before.  Sacrificially.  What about you?

http://www.thelinemovie.com/

We're official!

**By the way, Jereme asked after reading the last blog post why I left out the most important detail of the night...Luke was spot-on with why his daddy needed to move NOW.  He proceeded to clog the one-holer toliet at the restaurant leaving his momma to have to go report to the manager that it wasn't working.  At all.  Awesome. 

Anywho, we officially entered the sporting world this fall.  The little boys are playing soccer and they have just been over-the-top excited!  They have two great coaches and have learned a lot!  Especially how awesome oranges are at halftime and how fun it is to get a special treat at the end of the game!  We've had so much to laugh about watching these games, missing 3 KSU home games not included.  Grin.
 
Isaac is obviously super stoked about his first night of practice!

Game Day!

Who else would sponsor this team of cuties than DEKALB??

I can't remember specifically what this conversation was between Luke and his momma.  But, I can guess with almost 99% accuracy it was one of following:
Luke:  I'll fight the Lord.
Me:  Luke, you mean you'll fight the war. 
Luke:  No, I'll fight the Lord. 
Me:  Ok, then it's I'll fight for the Lord.
Luke:  (LOUDLY) NO I WILL FIGHT THE LORD. 
**As you might've guessed, we've had that convo before.**

or

Luke:  WALK THE PLANK, MOMMY!!!

Cowboy boots go with anything!  Even when on the wrong feet!

Friday Night Dinner Date(s)

I love that picture floating around that says, "Woooohooo, it's Friday night!  Oh, wait, never mind I am a parent."  Oh ye, with young children, do you feel it, too?  I love my kids but we can't help in the midst of Friday night chaos drift off in our own thoughts of what pre-children Friday nights were like.  I can say with almost complete certainty I never expected these two conversations to occur while out to eat with the family on Friday night. 

Isaac proudly wore his construction vest tonight to dinner.  We made him put a jacket on because you know it's COLD out but he took it off the moment we hit the door of the restaurant.  Should I mention that he had nothing on under his cotton vest that leaves a half inch of his stomach exposed?  I noticed right away but said nothing.  Who wants to fight with a bull-headed 5-year-old over something like that.  Apparently Jereme did. 

Jereme:  Put your hoodie back on, Isaac. 
Isaac:  No. 
Jereme:  You need to put it back on now. 
Isaac:  Why?  I have on my vest!
Jereme:  You can't wear that in here. 
Isaac:  Why??
Jereme:  Isaac, you can't wear something like in a restaurant!
Isaac (oh yes, I am going to use shouty capital letters b/c if you know Isaac you know he does NOT talk quietly):  LOOK IT'S FINE.  I CAN TOO WEAR THIS BECAUSE MY NIPPLES AREN'T EVEN SHOWING!!!!

Well, how can you argue with that reasoning?  I guess you can't because guess who wore his vest the entire time. 

And, then partway through supper...

Luke:  Daddy, move!
Jereme:  You have enough room, Luke. 
Luke:  Daddy scoot over now!!!  I gotta poop and it's GOING TO BE A REALLY STINKING POOP!!!

You've never seen Jereme move that fast.  And, the people sitting around us were so obviously blessed by our family. 

And, that's the precise moment when I drifted off to my happy spot of dinner and drinks once upon a time...

At least one more random vacation post...

Table Rock Lake (1 of ???)

I hope you like the way I don't post for 2 straight months then jump right back in with a serious topic and  move on the next day to one about my child peeing at church like no big deal.  That's just how we roll around here.
Getting ready to hit the road

Will that be enough beer to get us through 7+ hours in the truck with all three kids?

Not even a chance!

Now back to...

...the regularly scheduled reality of my life. 

Last night at church our Sunday School class was serving supper.  My kiddos had eaten and were outside playing.  No Jereme last night so I was not paying attention to them, multitasking.  I overheard a group of kids coming in saying, "someone has their pants down outside!"  About 10 seconds later, Jorden comes in and tells me near hysterics, "MOMMA!!!  LUKE NEEDS YOUR HELP!"  I go outside and there is my darling 3-year-old standing in the midst of 50+ kids with pants around his ankles and several kids were yelling at him to pull his pants up.  He was crying because he couldn't.  I rescued him, of course, and all was well. 

Oh, why were his pants down, you ask?  Well because he had peed like a big boy.   Right in the middle of the playground.  At church.  With everyone watching.  I am CERTAIN Pratt is completely delighted by our return, aren't you?

I've been caught off-guard...

I had no idea moving back to south central Kansas would lead us to being in contact with a group of people so vehemently against Monsanto and bio-technology.  If you didn't already know it, my man works for Monsanto.  PROUDLY works for Monsanto.

It's fascinating to me.  To us, actually, living in such a rural area that there is such vocal opposition to biotechnology, with Monsanto being the target.  But, when you're the leader it's expected to be the target, I guess.  I wonder if these same people who spread propaganda against biotechnology also realize they are disrespecting one of our nation's hardest working group of people...farmers. 

I am all for each family doing what's right for their own little family unit.  If you want to get your own 1-acre plot and grow all your own food (without chemical or GMOs, of course!) and be self-sustaining, more power to you.  I support it.  And, when you experience Mother Nature in the form of drought, wind, flood, hail, tornado, etc and/or invasion of insects and/or complete crop failure in any given year, you'll be okay.  Why?  Because you can ride your bike on down to the local grocery store and purchase your over-priced- but-still-guaranteed-to-be-organic food and feed your family.

That is an option that is only exercised in America.  Your crop failure won't be life or death but for the farmers around the globe, crop failure is a matter of life or death.  Go on, feed your family the way you want...organic farming is a genius niche of the agriculture community and we support the agriculture community.  Monsanto will continue to be a leader and innovator in feeding the WORLD!!  And, also a leader and innovator in conserving our natural resources. 

I'm not a farm kid.  In fact, Jereme occasionally teases me for still being a 'city girl'.  But, it's an honor to love a man who is so passionate about the land, the farmer and raising up the next generation to understand what taking care of the land truly means.  Maybe south central Kansas needs a town hall meeting to help educate that particular community about what biotechnology really is.  I know just the guy to lead it...

12!

In the past 18 days, we have:
*Moved
*Moved into a house mid-renovations
*Moved into a house mid-renovations with no baths upstairs, no appliances, no kitchen counter tops, etc.
*Attempted to move 3+ car garage into a small 2 car garage
*Given away a LOT of crap
*Worked around contractors here at any given hour of the day
*Noticed a lot of dead spiders from the bug bombs we set off
*Had a boy with a massive asthma attack/flare-up
*Had a man with West Nile virus
*Had a 2-year old only nap about 2 of those 18 days
*Had a lot of meltdowns
*Remembered the dead spiders after finding out our contractor was bit by a brown recluse and headed to hospital
*Went under contract with a pesticide company to rid us of the apparently ongoing spider family residing here
*Wondered what in the he!! we are doing
*Asked a dear friend who is a therapist if she could get me in a for a little 'break' at Larned
*Cleaned up puke off the brand-new carpet that was installed...break it in sweet boy, break it in!
*Vaguely remembered around 12:30 pm that today is our 12th anniversary.

Happy, happy anniversary, JJH!!  As he so romantically put about 15 minutes ago, "there is no one else I'd rather be scrubbing puke up with than you, baby!"

I don't know whether to be thankful and proud or embarrassed that I have 2 parents that can still pretty much outwork me! A lot of work was done on the house in Pratt this weekend. Seems crazy that 7 days from tomorrow the movers arrive. Also seems a bit crazier that this will be our 6th move and 6th home purchase in 12 years. Some of those were really challenging moves but looking back, I wouldn't change a one. I have never felt God's blessing on a move like I do this one. His hand has been in it the entire time, even in the details. I foresee a lot of happy memories made on Myrtle St...don't be jealous that I am going to live on a street named Myrtle either!!

 When I got back home last night, the little boys were full of stories for me. Loved these two stories.

 Isaac
 Momma, you know some days when I am trying to take my nap, some big taxi drives up and down the street, ringing his bell and playing music. It just infuriates me. I mean it, JUST INFURIATES ME!!

***How does he know how to use that word correctly and how have we made it 5+ years w/o them knowing that's the ice cream truck??***

 Jereme had to wake the boys up one morning to work...needless to say our boys are pretty spoiled by sleeping till whenever they want most days. Jereme said if looks could kill he would've been dead by the way the kids reacted to being woke early in the morning...he said it was a very clear glimpse into our future! They definitely are their parents kids with wanting to stay up late and sleep in a little later.

 Jorden
My favorite part of being with daddy was playing at the park in Concordia. I like that park. My least favorite part...{20 second pause}...was when daddy woke me up this morning!! DADDY WHY'D YOU DO THAT? WHY DID YOU WAKE ME UP LIKE THAT SO EARLY????

 Jereme and I are both blessed to have been raised by great dads. I am also so blessed that the boy who captured my heart 14 years ago is a great dad, too! Happy Father's Day!

Cheese

Of course I am not about to push my little brother off of this tractor...

I'll just do a little break-dancing instead (Momma, you should do this to help with the ol' muffin top issue!)

Thank God he's occupied dancing for the camera and leaving me alone.

Sweetness

Considering not being so sweet

Future mowers-in-training

:(

Is it okay to use a sad face for a title post?  I've noticed this past week or so my emotions seem to be right at the surface.  I am weepy about so many things.  It finally dawned on me...although we so delight in watching the harvest crews head down south and then seeing combines moving in the field right here in Kansas, it sure brings a sense of sadness upon me.  I don't think I feel the sting of missing my Grandpa and Jereme's dad more so than when the combines are rolling in the field.  So much loss is wrapped up in the death of those two men.  We miss them so much and we miss them so much for our boys.  Both came from a long line of family farms.  With their deaths, so came the separation from the family farm to someone else farming/renting the family farm.  It's difficult to explain but for those that have experienced this loss no explanation is needed.  It's weird how one moment we are excitedly pointing out to our boys the harvest crews and then in the very next moment, Jereme and I will look at each other trying to hold back our tears.  Makes me think of Amy Grant's song:
"We pour out our miseries,
God just hears a melody
Beautiful, the mess we are
the honest cries of breaking hearts
are better than a hallelujah."




Jereme checking Grandpa's wheat just 6 short weeks after he died

I'm not ready for these conversations

Right before rest time today this was Isaac and my conversation:

I:  Momma, where does our pee come from?
Me:  What??
I:  Where does our pee come from?
Me:  Well, when we drink fluids like water and milk our body uses what it needs and then our bladder holds what we don't need until we pee it out. 
I:  What's a bladder?
Me:  It's the part of our body that holds the fluids we don't need. 
I:  Oh.  Is that what those balls are in my underwear?
Me:  WHAT!?
I:  I have those things that are like balls in my underwear...is that my bladder that holds the pee? 
Me:  Um, no. 
I:  What are those then?
Me:  Um.  Ok.  Those are called testicles. 
I:  Testicles? 
Me:  Yes. 
I:  What are testicles? 
(Oh sweet mother of mercy do I really have to have this conversation.  Why oh why isn't their father ever around in moments like these???)
Me:  {Big sigh} Your testicles are a part of your body that will someday help you have a baby with your wife. 
I:  What is a wife??
Me:  Your wife is the woman you are married to.  I am daddy's wife. 
I:  I'm a boy!!!  Boys don't have babies!!
Me:  I know that, son, but it takes a man and a woman to have a baby. 

{HOLDING BREATH}

I:  Ok. 
My only thought:  Thank you, sweet Jesus, that's the end of that conversation.  For now.  I know Isaac far too well to assume that's the end of it.  But, it appears he might be going to see Poppa and Mimi for some special time.  One can only hope he'll want to continue that conversation with them...

Recently...

Lots of exciting things happening at our house the past few weeks! We were able to continue our house-selling streak which was a complete shock to us and we are so grateful. God's hand has been so evident in this move for us...we are blessed and so at peace. In a really crummy time and tough market, we got an offer/contract on our house within 2 weeks. That makes 5 houses we've been able to sell within 2 weeks. I quite candidly told Jereme we best not go for 6!!!

For the first time ever, we had to have a plumber come and snake out our lines. He said he had to go almost 100 ft out and he was completely baffled at what could've created that situation. I, on the other hand, am not the least bit shocked. He obviously had not met our boys.

And, just a few cute sayings from our boys.

 Isaac: Momma, how do I find the person I am going to marry? I mean, how will I know?

 Me (to be honest, I really wanted to answer these questions with, well, we're not worried about this b/c we aren't planning to let you ever leave the house): We will pray. We will pray even now that God will reveal to you who He wants you to spend your life with.

Isaac: (Contemplates this for a bit) Ok. Well, will I get to have chocolate cake at my wedding??

***Ah, now I see what the cause for concern was!***

 Luke after every nap and in the morning when you open his door: Get up here now on my bed. Snuggle me!!
 ***I dare you to resist him!***

 And, Jorden has completely mastered monkey bars! He is quite proud of himself and can do all sorts of tricks to swing himself up on the bars. It's amazing and quite terrifying!

Silly Boys