Adie, Adie, Adie

She still is wearing her purple sandals.

Literally it is the ONLY item she will wear on her feet. I might have to dip them in bronze like they do baby shoes when she out grows these sandals.

So, today we got 3 inches of snow and what does she wear outside?

Yup you guessed it – purple sandals with no socks. – they kind of look like Keens only the Kohl’s brand.

Straight faced she looked at me and said, “I am tough and brave.  I can wear these outside.”

She was out there for about 15 minutes.  What do I do with this kid?  I am really to the point of natural consequences…if she wants to choose extremely cold wet feet over wearing socks and boots, I guess I need to let her learn.

Man, this is killing me.  Everything inside of me wants to wrestle her to the floor and put warm clothes on her.  But I know they would say on for about .15 seconds, so it is not worth the energy.

Letting Go

I am a type A.

I like control.

We put up our Christmas decorations on Saturday and I learned (again) how selfish I am.  Having 5 little helpers with all of their own ideas where things should go, was a challenge, plus add a very mobile Jack.  Lights must look like candy to him.  I love decorating for Christmas, usually at night once everyone was asleep.  Playing music softly in the background with the light turned way down low with a cup of hot chocolate is my idea of a great night.  This year was a whole different ball game.

We pulled out all the boxes, mistake number 1.  What do small children like to do with boxes?  Open them and take everything out!  This was happening while I was changing a couple of strands of lights on the tree that were no longer working.  As I am stringing lights, Silas, Titus and Adie were adding ornaments to the bottom of the tree- three to four on each branch.

Christmas music was blaring in the background, I was kind of crabby working on the lights, blah blah blah.  I took a little timeout to remind myself the purpose of it all.  Why do I decorate the house?  for my joy or my children’s joy? Is is about being perfect or being real? Will my tree get knocked over this year? Probably.  So, does it matter if it is leaning a little right now? No.  Does is matter if the three wise men have front row while Joseph is somewhere is the back of the manger scene? No.  Can the Santa hats be worn outside to public events? Yes, their heads are covered. Do I need to worry over any of these details.  Nope.

None of it matters if I don’t point them to Jesus.  He is the ultimate source of joy, not my temporary happiness on whether my house looks “nice” or not.

I am learning to let go.

Life planner

*Update:  I am planning to place an order on Friday, December 3rd.  Let me know if you want one!

Anyone want to order one of these with me?  I know they are a little pricey, but I have searched high and low for the “perfect” planner and this is the best one I can find. (We can save on shipping if we order together.)  I seem to be much more efficient when I write things down.  The top three things that make me excited about this calendar is the fact you can menu plan, see your monthly calendar at all times, and your day is organized vertically.  I am hoping that I will find a coupon, so I could save a little money.

Date Night

Carl and I had a date last night watching the movie Date Night.  I admit that I laughed almost through the whole thing.  We were getting to the part where bad cops were chasing the good guys when all of a sudden there was a HUGE flash of light outside our bedroom window with a strange noise.  We jumped out of bed to investigate, but we couldn’t see anything – the power was out everywhere.

Of course Carl when into super protective mode.  We could see a car stopped out in the cul-de-sac, but that was it.  Carl wanted to go outside right away but I made him wait a minute because we just didn’t know what happened.  We called 911  to report what took place.  Then we saw people walking around the car, get in and leave.  As the car was leaving we saw that a truck had the front end smashed in.  Carl jumped into high gear and went outside to check out the situation.  By this time a  few cops had arrived on the scene.

Turns out that someone probably drank too much alcohol, crashed his truck, and all of his friends ditched him and got into the other car and left.  We read in the paper that over 5000 people lost power because of the incident.  Yikes…that was one pricey case of beer.