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Sep. 3, 2006
Dallas (the first leg on our Miracle

DALLAS TEXAS..
Well we arrived on the first part of the trip...Dallas-.  Let me just say that forget.."Snakes on a plane" how about 3 kids on a plane!!  No really they did great.  We however (the parents) were ready to go insane.  It wasn't even flying.. It was the carrying all the stuff onto the plane.  I woke up this morning thinking someone broke my arm (at the shoulder, no less).  We got our car and had already about an hour earlier realized we had no numbers to where we were going.  Yes, getting a family ready in the morning means something will be forgotten, buy couldn't it had been toothbrushes? (actually I think in the end I might have forgot those too).  So we called home and had people going to our house, going on line etc... getting what we need. Thankfully we were already on the way and going the right way. YEAH!
We are having a great visit with our old friends and boss the Hoffmans.  Their children have gotten so big and so wonderful. (like to think I had a hand in that when I was their nanny.)
We will be  doing some "letterboxing" before we had out today for OK.
If you do not know what Letterboxing is.. go to Familyfun.com and see about it.
For those of you who don't know... this trip is a miracle and we are going to make the most out of every moment. (will describe the miracle at the end of the trip for those that don't know

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Sep. 1, 2006
Our Trip

This is going to be quick and painless.  We are going on a long trip and I am going to keep you updated.  We will visit; family, friends and mecca (do you know where that is?  Look for the Star).  We will be letterboxing (see letterboxing.org) This has been given to us as a blessing..  I can't wait to get started.

So grab a cup of joe and come along for the ride.


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May. 22, 2006
ballet, Chicken Pox and Turning 1

Ballet, Chicken-Pox and turning 1
 
Wow.. what a week!  My daughter participated in her third ballet performance.  She was a sheep.  Let me just say she was a very cute sheep.   Though we had to have several talks about a boy.  Because he was "nice" to her.  She "liked" him.  He is not a boy we would want her to ever grow up and marry (yes, God could work) and I don't want my 6 year little girl worrying about such things.  I want her thinking of little girl things.  Though I am flattered that she sees marriage as a good thing.  So we just keep talking about what is appropriate and what is not.  Then I tell her she just has to trust her daddy and mommy.  And if she ever wants a quick way to know what is appropriate or not.. ask herself "if daddy was here, would I do this', and if she really believes yes than she will come home and tell her daddy with out hesitation.  Prayerfully, this nugget got through.  But thankfully we have time to keep reminding her of this.. and to prove that daddy is trustworthy.
Chickenpox... Well two boys got them this week but TD did not.(She prayed she wouldn't get them until after the ballet.  D.  has been the hardest only because of the bug bites also.  He is sleeping I think he is just tired from all of it.  But Jt.. he has been a champ through them all.  What else is he going to do.  He is too young to really scratch.. which helps keeping them from spreading as much. etc.. so now 2 down 1 to go. (prayerfully after the birthday party on Saturday)
Turning one.. I can't believe my baby is one! How can that be?  It seems like just yesterday we were finding out we were "oh my pregnant again!"  I look at his cute face and great personality and think wow.. life with JT would be boring.  He makes messes,  doesn't want to eat most food.. still nurses every 3 hours... talks non-stop and I do mean non-stop. At least he says tank-you for everything. and he cuddles and he sings and he is just cute. 
Well I am off to clean (yeah right!)  The birthday party is this week and I have a ton to do.. We still have a bathroom that needs to be fixed (not by the party but the house is thrashed...) Our theme is splish splash I was taking a bath.. lets just pray the rain is  finished or yes we will all be wet!!!

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May. 18, 2006
Prop. 82 (please vote NO)

No one is really buying into universal preschool; seriously!!

Submitted by wifeofcdh on Thu, 2006-05-18 22:14.

I want to thank Meat-head again for proving how absurd people can be!  Universal preschool (does he not know Kindergarten is not even mandatory) 
Prop. 82 is one more way of stealing from the rich to pay for something that won't  pay for itself.  It is one more way of feminizing our boys.  Or drugging them.  Let's see stick boys at 3 in a classroom setting.  Tell them to sit, color in the lines.. etc.. oh yeah and don't wrestle, don't throw the ball basically don't be boy.. and if you do do those things;  yep you must have adhd or add. Give them a pill that will cure it.  No what will cure it is them being at home with their mommy or daddy or grandpa etc.  They need to be running free, finding out what a birds nest looks like.  They need to be taking a hammer and banging nails into a board.  They need to be pirates, and peter-pan.  They need to be taking care of their animals.  and not just sitting in group listening to some lady read them a story about them.  And if they are going to be read to (and they should be) it needs to be cuddled up on the couch with someone they love.  Not trying so hard to sit Indian style on a rug and getting a demerit for moving their little legs. 
The studies they use are ridiculous.  I can show you so many studies that show kids should be left alone until about 8, or studies that show they are catch up with each other around 3rd grade (hmm around 8)  Or the younger children start in preschool/daycare the more aggressive they tend to be. Can't imagine why?   I know the kids they are talking about.  Those who are in the inner-city.. who they think are going to be on the streets..  Wow what a slap in the face to all  those grandmas in the inner-city taking care of those babies. And why should those who make more money pay for it.  You have the kid you pay for it!  Do people ever think about how this works.. tax those who make the money.. they then let go of those who work for them and now the poorer get poorer.. and the those who made the money keep making it.  
I know people will think I am nieve.  I think they are if they think this is a good idea.  I mean they can't even get it right with K-12 ( and I promise you it is not because they don't get enough money.. but that is a different blog)and now they want my baby.  I think NOT!

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May. 15, 2006
My last blog caused a stir in the modbee but not a peep here

I did the same blog here and in our local paper blog.  Wow you should here what they had to say to me.  Yep, I was neive etc.  I am blaming the women. blah blah blah.  Actually, I wasn't blaming but I was not letting her off the hook either!  The world says if we don't like it get rid of it.  Forget commitment!  Forget you choose this person!  Forget that at one point you thought this person was great enough to spend a ton of money on for a wedding!  Forget that this person was the other parent of your child...  I like how some men (and women) are good enough to have sex with and make a baby but not good enough to marry! (sounding harsh and judgemental.. I know a lot happens before we become saved by our Lord)  But it is a choice regardless! One that effects everyone... you, the partner (actually I don't consider them a partner.. not really there is not contract, no real commitment) the child, your family..(you think it doesn't.. try being the aunt of a child whose parents are at war for custody and your not on the mothers side...) Well.. Praise the Lord he can do all things through those willing to turn to him and even in this situation of single parent hood.. something great can come (by the way.. if someone finds them in this situation.. pregnant not married.. it would still be better they choose adoption or single parenthood or killing the baby)

Have a great day


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May. 12, 2006
single parents.. I can't imagineI

It has been a very long two weeks.  My husband has worked a lot of extra hours and he then went on a four day vacation.  Which means I have had my kids all to myself.  This can be a long day when you don't send your kids to school or daycare.  My children have not handled this change well.  My son misses his daddy.  He can't explain what he is going through, he just acts up.   Though I have had some wonderful moments with them; for example, they played in the sprinkler after we opended up some bird eggs for science. I enjoyed just watching them. My little blondie and his cousin who is his same age in their underware and TD in her swim suit.  The boys putting the hose down their pants and laughing..  and JT sitting next to me laughing at them. 

But it got me thinking "why would anyone choose to be a single parent".  I tend to believe most who are.. choose to be.  Rather they had sex out of marriage or they choose poorly in their marriage.  I mean I hate not having my husband to unwind with.  To share the displine with.. my son needs his dad to lay down the law.. Mommy can only do so much.  I can't imagine working, coming home, and doing all that I have to do now but with no help.  No thank you.  My heart goes out to those moms (and dads) whose spouse died and they had no choice but to become single parents.  Just watching my kids being fatherless this week has broke my heart.  It has also tired me out.

My heart goes out to the families who got to be a single parent house hold but not by anything they did but by circumstances beyond their control.  And it makes me a bit angry to think of those who choose flat out to have a child without two parents.. They need their daddys and their mommys.

Ok well gotta run my hubby is coming home tonight..yeah but he has been asked into work tomorrow.  The kids are not going to be happy.

But at least it will be only for a half day..of course tell that to a 6 year old and 3 year old..  The baby he just wants to talk to any man he sees right now.


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May. 12, 2006
Time does not stand still

I was watching my beautiful daughter play at the park and I thought WOW... there goes me 30 years ago.   She was running around, hanging upside down and having a great time!  I sat there with the baby clapping at everything she did.  Not for one minute wishing I could be her again but so glad I get to be her mommy.  I get to sit and watch her (I played for a bit but it was so much fun to sit with the baby and watch)  The baby sat there sounding just like me.,,,  yelling TAYLOR... There is no doubt what he is saying at only 11 months.  

There was also a cute blond boy playing and saying watch me mommy watch me... he was rock climbing.  We made a date to go wall rock climbing when he gets bigger.  JT thought his brother rocked.

I can't imagine I almost didn't stop at the park that morning.  really there was nothing I really needed to do at home.  Nothing that would have meant as much to my children as those 15 minutes at the park. 

I can't imagine people leaving their children with other people to take them to the park.  I can't think of anything I want bad enough to miss these moments.  This is not a put down on those who do just an I feel bad for them.  They miss out on so much.  so there you go a beatiful girl, two cute boys and a cup of coffee and a park.  That is the making of a great day.


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May. 5, 2006
Who Are We?

I was sitting here blogging and I thought  Wow my mom (who lives in OK could read this and see what her grandkids are up too.  Then I thought but I rarely blogg about my kids at least the normal things.  So here it goes let me introduce ourselves.

My daughter T.D. is a wonderful full of life little girl.  She gives new meaning to the word "party".  Really, she will have a party for anyone for any reason.  Our neighbor had crutches.. she got off them and T.D. decided we needed to have a No-More-Cructches-Party for her.  She put old balloons up and invited everyone to the party and then told the young ladies parents they needed to by thier daughter a gift.  She is great... She is learning Ballet and Piano.  She has tought herself things like standing on her head and doing cartwheels.  She is a lady and yet she can climb trees with the best of them.  She has a heart.

My son is 3 and OH MY GOODNESS he rocks my world.  It is so different.  My daughter is my sunshine.. my son is well he hung the moon.  He... I am in a pause because he is hard to describe.  He is all boy!  He is smart and funny and hard-headed and very much a home-body like his daddy.  When I look at him I know why I am in love with his daddy.  He is a little CDH...without the wiskers.  But because of who is sister is he is also a lot like her.. he makes up songs about everything, he says things like mommy see that dog "he's so cuute"  but the words are long. he is just prescious.

Number 3 is well, the cutest looking baby ever.  He is full of life already (I know the Lord is going to give me patience for all of these fun loving children)  JT  loves to wrestle already with anyone but especially his big brother.  I worry but D.. Just says mom he likes it...and truthfully there he is giggleling.  I can't leave the door open because it does not matter he can't walk or that there are stairs.. he is gone (We live on a farm so the road is far far away but still dirt.. hello does he know how much laundry I already have to do..hmm)  He talks so much.. and he looks you straight in the face to tell you what he thinks.  So far he is also my most difficult child in getting them to eat..(serves me right for being so high and mighty about the whole darn food thing) 

So those are our children.  They are the love of our lives.  We have a dog named Army-pants yep you guessed it D. named him

Hope you enjoyed getting to know my little ones a bit better


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May. 5, 2006
Thankfull

I am just sitting here thinking how thankfull I am that my wonderful husband only works normal hours.   Due to car problems (and a blessing from the Lord) my husband has had to work a lot of overtime this week.  Boy does it make it a long week.  I love the fact that my husband walks in every day at 4:45.  It is still early enough to play with the kids, do an outside project if needed (oh ok if we did outside projects lol).  We can have dinner as a family and just hang out for a couple of hours.  I remember thinking last week there were too many hours to hang out... why didn't the kids go to bed already so Chris and I could hang out; well, this week he has not had much time to hang out and he is tired.  It makes everything feel rushed and unsetteled.  So I take back my complaint and am thankful for all the time our family has together.   I am also thankfull that my cute and wonderful honey does not work all this overtime normally just for money's sake because him working like this is not worth much..(it truly is a neccessity)  No amount of extra stuff would be worth my husband not being here for us.  I can't think of anything I want bad enough to have him this tired, and cranky (just kidding)  Without him I am incomplete and at a loss.  Just know he is minutes from home makes me smile. (and not because I can hand the kids off... just because I like seeing his face.  I like him asking me if I heard about so and so.. knowing with the kids I don't listen to the news...I like surprising him sometimes when I had a minute to grab the news and ask him if he heard about so and so.

So my heart to you women whose husbands don't work  normal hours...


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Apr. 17, 2006
Cold Milk In The Face; Perspective

A cold glass of milk in the face; perspective.
 
My day has been the typical day of a mom.  Hang out clothes because the dryer is broke.  Fix the chicken coop so that not all three hens are sitting in the same box with the eggs, of course the cage I want to put in won't go through the gate, so I have to throw a six foot long cage over the big cage.  You would also expect my 3 kids and nephew to not be doing their chores but enjoying their Easter goodies while I am outside.  The house is thrashed from Easter,  there are dishes in the sink, the water bottle is still empty.  Now, it is time for lunch.  Kids must eat! (I have tried to stop this but...)  I can talk loudly, I can express my disappointmen, because I thought I trained better etc... Then, I open the door and start grabbing stuff only to have an open cup full of milk come splashing on me.  That is cold milk all over me!  Wow.. truly there is no point in crying over spilled milk.  I  mean what good would it do.. but it does make for a reality check..
Broken dryer.... I have a washer that works and clothes lines already....Praise God we have clothes to keep us warm
Water Bottle not filled...We have well water that is fine to drink...praise God we have water to quench our thirst
House not clean and perfect.... I have a wonderful home to keep my family safe and warm at night...Praise God I am not on the streets
Kids not doing as they should...I have time to train them...Praise God they are healthy and learning just young and immature.
Cold milk in the face... Praise God I am not being tortured in another country because I want to Praise God!

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Apr. 15, 2006
Dreams can be so vivid (even violent)

Wow.. I work up this morning and new what I was going to talk about; my vivid and down right disturbing dream.  I dreamt (the only word in the english language to end in  mt by the way) I beat up a couple of old men ( they were probably 50 or 60)..  Thier crime..  They were bragging and showing me how they tore down more farms and put up more housing developments.  I went nuts! I mean banging thier head on the ground kind of nuts!  The dream had already been wierd; like me walking to another city via a train track in the dark  (yeah that is smart) and when I got there.. the beautiful country was gone... and there was nothing there but large ugly homes (in the building process... that is what it always looks like out here now.. homes in the building process).. I flipped out  I could not believe they had distroyed one more piece of our wonderful, beautiful land for a buck!

The funny thing is it was a piece of property in snelling.. (most people go where? yep even those of us who live here... go where?)  it is out beyond Turlock and on the way, there is some of the most beautiful sites. And it was gone and all you saw where frames and colored stucco! uggggh

Though it was dream and a disturbing one (I hate violent movies) it was so real.  Why, because my hometown has already sold its soul for a dollar.  Now the little cities like Turlock are selling thier soul for a dollar.  In case you haven't guessed I live in an agricultural community (or use to anyway) that use to sale more of this and that, then anywhere else in the world.  Now we have homes or overgrown un-needed hospitals or just-what-we-need-another-Target-shopping center in place of farms.  Because you know when we get hungry we can always eat the cement.  And before those of you in those out-lining cities I am talking about start preaching... "well, we kept out Walmart!" Let's talk about that for a moment (this is for those especially in Turlock).  Walmart was going to go along the freeway; have you seen how ugly the space is that they were going to occupy?  You won't let them move here but you will sale your farm land to the bay area people so they can "afford" a home here.  Which they can afford a home in the bay-area just not a 5,000 square foot home.  You let them cut down our futures, our childrens future for the almighty dollar.  But hey you wouldn't let Walmart come here.  Good for you! (sarcasim in case you missed it)  We here in CA..(in case you had not figured out where I was from)  are blowing it.  We just keep moving from one area to another and destroying the land on the way.  We are like the indians that use to use all the materials and resources and move on.  But instead of leaving an empty land (which over time will fix itself)  we leave cement.  I am truely sad.  I am sad because of the loss and because of the uncertanity of the future.  We will begin to use more genetic modified foods (which we have no idea the long term effects)...  I am sorry my children will  grow up and  not see the beautiful white blossoms in March...(maybe by then the stucco will be white instead of all these blah brown colors)

Well enough rhanting for now...(maybe I will be able to get a nap and this time get an G one)


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Apr. 14, 2006
Can't Believe I Am Doing This

I can't believe I am doin this

 

As I sit here I think who has time to add one more thing to their plate?  Who has time to sit at the computer and type (I mean isn't this why I am always behind anyway?)  Do I have a need to have my voice heard (since during the day, it seems, most of the time those under 5 feet never hear it.)?  I think yes! I need to have a place to sound off, ask questions, leave my mark on the world...and since I am always writing the paper and sometimes it gets in, at least with my on blog I know it will get in.  Now rather anyone reads it or not  that  is a different story.  

My blogs will be about anything that effects my family.  This could be school, politics, the lastest great book I read, and it will most likely have rhants about the way girls dress and how they are not helping my little one.

I hope you will join me often  as I start my journey into blog-mania.  One special note:  I write like I speak.. creativily but not very grammactily correct... anyone know how to spell check on this?

Have a great morning!



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