Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Cookies make everything nice

The baby has fever, she's probably teething
neglecting the to-do list can get me seething.

I'm busy with teaching and keeping things going
Half the stuff that I do, I do without knowing.

The floors, the laundry, the yard work too
It can all start to look like we live in a zoo.

So, what better fix then denial or retreat,
a homemade peanut butter cookie treat.

Made with love from a daughter so sweet
what a great excuse to get off of my feet

I'm thinking it's not cookies that make everything nice
It's thoughtfulness, love, and sacrifice

Monday, August 29, 2011

Prez owns high heels?

Bubbles: "If I wear my new heels for Confirmation, I'll be taller than Rainer, Ryan, and Ms. Mitzi."
Prez: "Oh yeah? If I wear my heels, I'll be taller than cuz."

WHAT??

Feast of St. John the Baptist

Cousin to Jesus.
Baptized with water.
Prepared the way of the Lord.
Humbly moved out of the way and encouraged his followers to follow Jesus.
Beheaded by Herod for speaking the truth.
Oh yes...the famous one....lived on locusts and wild honey.
I thought the kids might like to try some locusts and bread with honey butter.

Just kidding. These were dates. They sure do look disgusting though. Prez did not like them, Bubbles ate one, but did not ask for more. I are three, with cream cheese. :) The bread was a hit with everyone, including Sweetness!
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The Feast of St. Monica

This patron saint of mothers is an exemplary example. Through her patience, prayers, and sacrifice, her abusive, pagan husband was converted as well as her mother-in-law.

Perhaps her greatest grief came from knowing that her only Son was leading a sinful and reckless life devoid of God. Through thirty-three years of penance, persistence, and prayer, he finally converted his life. Not only did he become a good Christian, as she prayed, but he became a priest, a bishop, a writer, and a saint! His name is St. Augustine.

These paper ornaments seemed perfect on a day when I didn't feel like doing any extra baking (heating up the house just seems crazy still). I discovered the craft here.

O Saint Monica, help me not to be discouraged if my prayers aren't answered right away. Jesus says to ask and we shall receive, seek and we shall find, knock and it shall be opened. Please intercede for me as I persist in my prayers.
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The Feast of St. Rita


This beautiful saint is the example of both physical beauty and inner beauty. Although she was graced with extraordinary beauty, she chose the simple, single life of serving our Lord. She had many temptations and many sufferings. All of it she offered up for our Lord and often said this prayer, "Lord, increase my sufferings and with them increase your love in my heart."

She died at thirty-one and worked till the end on her spiritual beauty.
Bubbles and I spent some time making crepe paper roses in honor of this great saint. We made one for each person we could think of that had attractive inner beauty. An extension of this could have been to contact that person and let them know how much we admire them.

After doing a search for roses, I found this craft here. Super easy!
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Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Sunday dinners

We need each other. Our lives would be empty without each other. How can we love God and his poor if we do not love each other with whom we live? - Mother Teresa (whose birthday is remembered on Aug. 26th)

Being that I am so far away from most family, my aunt and uncle have enthusiastically allowed us to crash their place for Sunday dinner. We hope to switch off each month and share the hostess duties. This was our first official dinner. Lucky for us, two of their granddaughters were having a weekend at Grandma's and one of them is our goddaughter. The meal consisted of marvelous meatload, magnificent mashed potatoes, greeeaaattt green beans, blow you away brownies and chicken nuggets for the kids (big and little) :)

I love this picture of the girls playing. I think my goddaughter loves being the older one for a change.



The other two clowns. Lucky for Prez, he has a cousin who doesn't mind his craziness, well, at least most of the time.


While the kids played with the little toys, the boys played with the big toys. My uncle bought a fancy printer, copier, etc. and Hubby was helping to set it up. I'm not sure why they're so happy, perhaps they're surprised it worked! :)


And, of course, no day is bearable in Texas unless you are cooling off.


Well, at least her bath is taken care of for tonight. :) Just joking.


My turn is next and I promised to do something simple. I'll probably just steal my mom's Sunday menu since we will be making the trip into the city once a month for a Sunday masterpiece dinner at her house with as many brothers and sisters as possible. Yes!


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

The youngest student

Baby see, baby do.
It seems our back to school reading schedule has left quite an impression on Sweetness. Always one to want to imitate the big kids, she got right to the good stuff--the bookshelf.


She's not just the academic type, though. Brother and sister are always ready to help her out with a little walking practice. We've discovered that when she's holding something (a Wii remote in this case), she is much more balanced and steady. Prez did the release and Bubbles was on the safety end. This short crossing was a success, as you can see in Prez's expression!


I really hadn't thought about goals for Sweetness and you know what...

I'm not going to! Although having her quiet enough in Mass so I could stay in the pew would be a dream--literally! See what I mean about Homeschool Goal #2? I hope this picture warms your heart as much as it melts mine.


A little disclaimer here....Sweetness is NOT officially walking. I didn't want anyone--ahem, Grandma, to think that I didn't call with the great news. ;)






Monday, August 22, 2011

First Day of School and Queenship of Mary



Dear Diary,

Today was....a perfectly planned and executed day! All that praying and preparing came in useful this year. As you know in previous years' rantings, it seems that I do more hair pulling than gleeful waltzing through that first day. It just seemed as though we were all tired of being held prisoner to the air conditioned house and if we were going to have to do our time, school is always a better option than climbing the walls.


So, as the strange beeping, so seldom heard in the last three months, forced me into the shower at the crack of dawn, the house stood motionless. With a quick wash, the reliable pony tail, and my new dress code, which demands I wear a bra each day, my morning began with a perfectly peaceful prayer and meditation on today's Scripture. Unbelievable, right? After those stolen ten minutes, I got to cooking our breakfast and waking up the kiddos.

The sleep still in their eyes, there was no "Good Morning" or "Hi, Mom", it was "Where are our goodies?" "Oh, you mean your school stuff? I decided not to start school today, so you'll have to wait for those."

"What? That's not fair. You said we were starting today!"

WOW! A little bribery goes a long way towards motivating kids. Actually, like years past, I had them on a scavenger hunt for their hidden "goodies".

1. You want to get started, you need your supplies.

You might find them where Baby Sweetness lies.



2. Oops! Not here, I guess you better keep looking.

Maybe you'll find them where I do the cooking.


3. Again you were tricked, but you are almost there.

Go to the place where you wash your hair.


Prez, of course, being the newest to my schenanigans and being the most exciteable which is a stark comparison to the non-chalant preteen who was trying not to show her thrill....was squealing and running. His joy just made my day! They poured over everything and loved it all. Bubbles had received most of hers already and Prez was overly estastic about his new sparkly pencils. I wished I had thought to add a pack of gum or a candy bar, but I probably would have regretted it around 10am.

Well, diary, you know how I love food--enough to get up early and make it from scratch--and this morning we were not disappointed. In honor of our Blessed Mother, we had blueberry muffins with clouds, I mean Cool Whip. The sprinkles on top were just a bonus.

With Prez joining the ranks, I wanted to at least discuss with him/them the reasons why we homeschool and our goals for the kids this year. In all honesty he did not grasp what we were talking about, but it makes me feel better having said it.


Just to silence the ponderings, we asked Bubbles why she thought we homeschooled. "Because I asked you to." Well, even though she thinks it is all about her, it was fun to point out that we don't do everything she asks us to. Perhaps there is a deeper reason. There are five to be exact, which you know I did not think of myself. I modified them from a homeschooling book I read four years ago.

1. We want to bring you closer to Jesus.

2. We want to develop respectful and loving relationships in our family.

3. We want to provide opportunities to grow strong moral character.

4. We want to give the example of a healthy personality and give the time needed to mature apropriately for your age.

5. We want to develop your academic potential to the highest level possible.

See what I mean about Prez giving us the "blah, blah, blah" look?

The goals received the loudest groans and the award for "most likely to ruin my year". Not that the kids don't want to be all that they can be, but the idea of chiseling away those areas in our lives that frustrate ourselves or others can be a daunting task. Now, I'm not talking about a goal of memorizing the phone book or even doing chores without complaining, surely I know the difference between reality and fantasy, but bless their little hearts, just when they thought school was all about fun. I had to go and ruin it for them. :) So, dearest diary, if you're wondering, just what this road map looks like:


Bubbles's academic goal is to get through a new Spelling program and achieve confidence in this area, once and for all! Prez's academic goal is to learn his Math facts, addition and subtraction--for ones through the nines--rapidly!

Bubble's spiritual goal is to grow in reverance for the Mass and Prez's spiritual goal is to try and make a daily sacrifice with love, not complaining.

Bubble's physical goal is to try a new sport and Prez's physical goal is to learn to tie his shoes and ride his bike with confidence.

Bubble's character quality is to gain self control of her mouth and not let her moodiness spew negativism and Prez's character quality is to control his anger which means no more grunting at me!

We definintely have our year cut out for us, and I'm sure you'll be hearing about it. But the kids received it all well and quickly cleared the table to begin. Their smiling faces and enthusiastic attitudes felt like a rainbow to my soul. It also reminded me of my days teaching in school when I would look out at those smiling faces, knowing they were relying on me, watching my every move, listening to my every word. It felt good to stand in my kitchen, dirty dishes up to my elbows, and finally take the overplanned, heart pounding step into the new year. I felt ready for the challenge.

Here is our banner for this school year. I chose the theme: Working for The Glory of God with 1 Corinthians 10:31 as our verse to memorize. I'll make another post with a look back at previous year's banners and themes. If you're wondering about our school name, you can have a good laugh. I'll write about THAT later.


The last of Bubble's supplies. Isn't the zebra bag perfect? I had it sitting in my closet, of all things!


Oh the joy! Oh the sheer thought of putting these art supplies to the test! Oh me Oh my!



If you were going to ask about Sweetness..she tuned out the academic stuff and kept herself busy by decorating her face.


She has found her niche in the family as the class clown. I'm going to have to send a note home to her father. He may have to have a teacher conference. :)


The blueberry muffins which tasted like hot, moist, cake right out of the oven instead of blurry, blue muffin stones which the picture portrays.




At the end of a very successful day, we went to the pool for physical education, of course!


When I say that we had a ball today, I meant that we actually had a ball! :)

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Big Day

Well, tomorrow (Monday, the 22nd) will be our first day of school! I'm still up finishing last minute things and we're all pretty excited for school, but sad that summer is officially over.

With basically an entire summer of temperatures over 100 (so many of them 110 degree days), it felt like a wasted summer. The few times we risked getting out to the pool, it felt like getting into a big pot of stew. So, we lament the passage of what was supposed to be ideal.

Well, say a prayer for us me. I'll have an infant, a kindergartener, and a sixth grader! All I can say is, "Jesus, I trust in You."

Thursday, August 18, 2011

It's beginning to look a lot like...school time!



While talking on the phone tonight, my girlfriend asked me how my day was. I told her it was fantastic. I gave myself a teacher in-service! :)

Bubbles babysat, basically ALL day, while I prayed, planned and sorted. Even though I have days worth of work unfinished, I have today's list checked off and I feel GREAT about our new year. The one glitch is that while looking at all the amazing things we have in store, I wish I would have started school Aug. 1st! Oh well.

Below is a picture of one of Bubble's treats. Usually the kiddos receive a first day of school gift with all their school supplies (and they'll get one this year too), but Bubbles received most of her stuff early. We have carved out a little space in Hubby's office for her to work this year and she got to decorating. It looks.....preteen! :) I can tell she loves it and she'll most likely enjoy "getting to work" in such a stylish space.






Wednesday, August 17, 2011

The Wanna-be Toddler

Ten months old and trying to eat like a big girl. I put the peach on the tray and hoped it would entertain her enough for me to grab a knife and cut it into pieces.

I put her in the seat.
walked eight steps to get a knife.
walked eight steps back to cut the peach.

Too late. She went after that peach like a famished lion cub.

I'm happy to report: no choking and apparantly less work for me in the future! :)
She is adorable though, isn't she?




Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Where have I been?

Let's see if you can guess.

I've been up an alley,
down the lane,
in the gutter,
and when there was no spare time, I was striking out!

Where have I been?


BOWLING! and having a blast!

In honor of my brother returning to the seminary this Fall and my mom's birthday this month, a bowling party was planned. Not just any party...a competitive one! :)


The first round was girls against boys. Girls started out awesome.... the boys were not too happy about it.

The second round was couples. I'm happy to report that Hubby and I took first place and shared our prize with the second place losers winners. They were great competition. Prize you say? Why, yes, hubby's beer went to Uncle Tom and what was left of my coconut cream pie shake was so "generously" given to Aunt Jamie.



The guest of honor is gearing up for her strike! Her nickname was powerhouse.



Here Uncle Tommy brings some game.



Papa Bear gets serious about his turn. Wait, he's always serious. Okay, Papa Bear gets strategic about his next move.



Melonhead brings it home and gives the boys the lead they were wanting.



"Who says the girls are gonna win?" Uncle Tommy knows this game is in the bag and he's having a BALL. (Hee Hee)


Bubbles has nice form and she achieved her goal of a strike and a spare.



Prez trying to follow the rules and not cross the line or perhaps he was just being as dramatic as always. You never can tell.



Prez is just happy to be here.



Cuz is just being polite by smiling. He really just wanted to bowl. Can you blame the kid?



In the end, the boys triumphed!



I thought we had decent scores though! Our nicknames are the best.


Powerhouse, Strongarm, CashMoney, KnockOut, and BlowEmUp. Oh yea...bring it on!



Did I forget to mention that we passed the baby.



It's early and all is still good.



In Daddy's arms, she is eating french fries (none are better than a bowling alley) and she's still okay.



She's getting a little tired now, but Aunt Jamie knows what she likes.



She's definitely getting tired now.



Oops! We've stayed too long. She's giving her godfather fits!



Even though they lost to their kiddos...this is one happy couple!



Oh yeah, hubby's proof that I do exist. Do you notice my empty arms? I joked with my sister-n-law that I had the highest score because I let everyone else wear out their arms by holding Sweetness. :) Evil, I know!



The famous green ball that brought me much luck! :)



After bowling, we all celebrated at Pappa's Burgers with fried pickles, hot wings, chips and queso, and lots of milkshakes, burgers, and ribs!



It was a night to remember! (Or for some, a night to forget--see you next year when we mop up again. :)