A Day in The Life Of Tree

Ps 1:3 And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.

My kids…What can I say…I just love them July 8, 2008

Filed under: Family/Motherhood — Sylvia @ 12:53 am
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The last two weeks my kids have literally been getting themselves in so much trouble.  I want to blame it on autism, or the terrible twos, or baby just being curious…but to simply put it, I AM OUTNUMBERED:).  While one is doing something the other is contemplating what to do while mommy is occupied dealing with the other sibling.

Let me begin-

Remember last week I wrote the post about my Sam’s Club ordeal.  Yeah, that one…I can’t even think about that day without frowning.  Okay, so I went to the grocery store the next morning that way hubby could watch the kids so that I wouldn’t have to deal with another meltdown. When I came home hubby and I were putting groceries away and I usually keep a permanent marker close to write on the zip-lock bags (because I separate meat).  You can see where this story is going right.  So I’m looking for the marker that I KNOW I had on the kitchen counter and as I’m searching for it my sweet, sensitive, ladylike 2year old came prancing in the kitchen with the permanent marker all over her lips.  She says, “Look mommy I have lipstick like you.”  Startled by my reaction (a quick aaaaaaaahhhhh) she began to cry.  I explained to her that it wasn’t lipstick or chap stick (which is what she usually wears) and while explaining all this to her something on the inside told me to check the family room.  I slowly crept into my family room scared to see what I might find and I glance over to my couch and saw some nice scribbled marks on the seat of my couch.  I was upset but I thank God that I could simply turn the couch seat over and “wallah” no more permanent markers.  Below is my daughter next to her master piece.  My parents wanted to see what she did so I took a picture with my cell phone and as always my daughter never fails to give a smile for the camera even though mommy was fuming on the other end.

                                               

Next Story:

The broken lamp

My son has a tendency to get what he wants from the refrigerator or cabinets since he is not very verbal yet he can’t express what he wants.  My sweet little boy is very very very very busy.  He really likes to move.  I try to be in the same room he is in as much as I can but at times I am often pulled in so many directions because my kids are young and they all need their momma.  This particular day I was upstairs putting baby in her play pen so that she can rest and all of a sudden I hear glass shattering.  I let out a scream ( Me just being my dramatic self:) ) and ran down the stairs so quick I almost felt like I flew to the kitchen.  Evidently my son took it upon himself to climb on the counter top to get a snack on top of the refrigerator.  I’m assuming he took the dangling light and swung it and it naturally broke into smithereens.  So this is what it looks like now until I go to Home Depot to purchase another one.

                                                

I love my kids.  They certainly keep me on my feet and make life very exciting.  What great blessings:)

I have many other stories to tell but I think this post is long enough!  Hey, do you want to share some of your stories feel free to leave comments or write a post about your kids and send the link.  Sounds like it will be a lot of fun.  Tomorrow I’m going to try to give you a tour of my home.  Okay, I’m signing off now.  Take care.

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