My cup runneth over...

I am so blessed. Beyond measure, blessed. More than I ever deserve, blessed. I am so thankful for all the good in my life, and for all the experiences that allow me to be who I am. My wonderful sacrificing family, my beautiful little girl, my job, my home and a constant supply of everything I need. God is good. God is very good.

Halloween Pictures!

This crown’s too heavy!!!

I wrote this blog last summer for another site, wanted to share it here.

Let me state for the record, here and now, that I am not a morning person. Never at any point in my life was I a morning person, never will I be a morning person. This limits my options in life, I could never be a farmer, school bus driver, or a biscuit maker in a fast food restaurant. I've accepted this and have learned to enjoy life despite the handicap that comes with being lazy. So with this in mind after awakening at 6:30 am, each and every minute of my morning is very much accounted for. So to my dismay this very morning, my wonderful procreation decides she should wake at 6:30 to accompany me while I prepare for the day's tasks. Let me state for the record that my daughter is very much a morning person and is very inquisitive at evern the earliest hours. You see my girl will one day be a lawyer, detective or the next Perez Hilton, because if she needs answers she gets them. She tends to set me back in the mornings if she's awake and this morning was full of distractions. Our morning conversation went like this.

Lily: Mommy is it morning?

Me: No, go back to sleep.

Lily: But you're up, Mommy.

Me: No, go back to sleep.

Lily: I think it is morning, Mommy are you sure?

Me: It is still dark, go back to SLEEP.

Well after that rousing encouragement to stay asleep she was still up and ready to conquer the world. So I stagger on to the bathroom, to take a bath. I'm a morning bath person, I know that's strange but that's me, so I digress. As I'm cleansing my stress away with Calgon, (normally this is done at the end of the day, take what you will from this) little angel face is talking a mile a minute. IN the midst of her monologue I ask her to begin getting dressed for the day. She scurries off to her room and I take this opportunity to get out of the tub and dry off. I knew the approximate time she would need would be around 25 seconds, so I moved fast. So as I'm wrapped in a towel, here comes miss priss, still in her gown but with a few new accessories. She has on a necklace, and a crown hanging from her waist. Now I'm not quick to judge people on their fashion choices, after all I did grow up in the 80's, but even I couldn't figure out the concept of a crown belt. Without hesitation she begins to tell me she's a princess today. I interrupt her to tell her she still needs clothes on. Her response, " I want to be a beautiful princess." So being an encouraging mother I retort "you're always a beautiful princess." Yep, she'll thank me for those comments when she's 12 and puberity hits, and she realizes what self-image is and how it will impact her life forever. After I glean in this maternal accomplishment I go to help her find princess clothes. It is here where she informs me "Mom, my crown's too heavy, it don't fit." I too have this problem from time to time, so I could relate. I mean can't we all?
I'll spare the rest of the details because this is getting longer than War and Peace but the rest of the morning went like this.

While Brushing my teeth.

Lily: Do princesses brush their teeth?

Me: Yes, they have pretty teeth and need fresh breath for frog kissing

Lily: Are you sure? (excited that she may actually get to kiss a frog)

Me: Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

While getting dressed.

Lily: Do princesses get married?

Me: Yes, they marry princes.

Lily: But, I want to marry you, Mommy.

Me: You can't marry a mommy, you have to marry Conner.

Lily: You can marry Conner, mommy, I'm gonna marry daddy. Then we can all move into that

big house you want daddy to buy. (Well at least she's heard something I've been preaching)

Packing my lunch.

Lily: Do princesses have horses?

Me: I guess some of them do, if they have a barn.

Lily: Mommy, will you buy me a horse?

Me: :::Silence::: (I'm extremely exhausted at this point)

Trying to get out the door:

Me: Lily get your shoes on.

Lily: Do princesses wear "cwocs"?

Me: Yes, everyone wears crocs, even the president.

Lily: What's a pwesirent?

Me: Nevermind, Lily it's time to go, get moving.

Lily: That's PRINCESS Lily.

Me: I stand corrected, how could I be so silly.

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Well, I guess I have officially started a family blog. Hopefully I will be able to keep everyone caught up on the latest happenings of our family.

Fall is always a busy time for us. We try to get so much fun in before the weather turns cold.
We did a train ride for Halloween and that was such a neat experience.
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Christmas is coming and I'm ready to get the decorations up. Maybe this weekend. Speaking of Christmas... I was talking with a mom at gymnastics about Christmas gifts. And she is a minimalist shopper as well. I spent a small fortune on the first couple of Christmas' for Lily, but last year I changed course. I have decided that offering experiences instead of elaborate gifts is going to be our family tradition. I try to involve her in some type of Christmas ministry. Last year we made shoeboxes for Operation Christmas Child. I haven't decided what to do just yet for this year, if you have some ideas let me know. There are so many opportunities for a child and Christmas is a perfect time to give them great experiences that they will remember. I really need to decide what we'll do this year in the way of a family activity... maybe the nutcracker. I've let time pass me by and haven't made any plans. Don't feel sorry for Lily, she still receives many gifts, much more than some children, but we keep it within reason. :)