Snowklahoma-Round 2!

Christopher-2 months old

Christopher-2 years old

Christopher-13 years old

Birthday Ice Cream Cookie Cake-Made by Mom :)

Silly kids!

We Braved the Weather to treat Christopher to Lunch!

Christopher's Birthday Lunch!

Our Waiter was a little bored so he made Mersades a flower out of a napkin!

Our waiter giving us special attention!  He was showing the birthday boy how to make a chicken out of a towel!  He was very entertaining!

So today marks the second round of Snowmeggedon in Snowklahoma!  We received another 6 inches or so on top of the 18 inches we received last week!  We have now set new snow fall records for Tulsa!  Today just so happens to be 2-9-11, which is Christopher's 13th birthday and it reminds me of one of my favorite verses in the Bible, Jeremiah 29:11!

How are we spending the day today, after being snowed in for 9 days, you ask?  Well we ventured out today to take Christopher out to lunch for his birthday.  I have made an Ice Cream Cookie Cake that we will eat after we eat his favorite meal for dinner tonight.  We stopped at Best Buy so he could pick out his Birthday present.  Now we are spending the rest of the day hanging out, playing games, etc as a family.  As far as the other 8 days, well we have watched tons of family movies, played lots of games, had quiet reading time, did a little math, some writing, we have made snow ice cream (gonna do a second round today), shoveled driveways and sidewalks, went night sledding (I am sure we will do that again), had sleepovers (well one), cleaned house, played video games, played in the snow, and I am sure there are things I left out, but you get the idea.  We are starting to miss our scheduled lives though, such as school, church, work (me), basketball, etc.  We will be looking forward to the 60 degree weather the weather man is promising us in the next week!  Although, our snow probably won't be completely melted until the Spring or Summer :)  We have been enjoying our time together. 

So I now have TWO teenagers in the house, I am sure I will be needing prayer from all of you :)  Christopher is pretty excited to finally be a "real" teenager, but he is second guessing himself when I had a discussion with him about "becoming a man"!  Not what you guys are thinking, not "that" kind of talk, but the kind where I tell him he is more responsible now, that sort of stuff :)  He has always been the impatient child.  I went into labor 4 days before my scheduled C-Section and ever since he has been that way.  When he was a baby, he wanted to eat before it was time, he wanted to sleep before it was time, he woke up before he should have, he has never liked to wait.  He gets that from his dad!  I blame him for that! :)  However, I am so blessed that God chose me to be him mom.  I love him more than words could ever say.  I always said, God gave me Christopher to teach me to have patience :)  and that he has done! :) 

Surviving Snowmagedden 2011

The Dog was a little afraid of all the snow at first!

The kids were snow troopers!  They helped shovel massive amounts of snow!

The best part of a nice big snow is the "Young Tradition"  Snow ice cream! Yumm!

The kids helped a sweet neighbor by shoveling her driveway and sidewalk!

Finished product!  They are learning to "Be the Church" where ever they may be!

We had plenty of snow, but more decided to fall!

The funnest part of a HUGE snow storm, is the fun sledding afterwards!

Matthew and his best friend fixing to hit the slopes!

Matthew fixing to slide down the biggest hill of his life!

Not everyone sits on the sled! 

The long haul back up the massive slope!

Most people would go absolutely crazy being cooped up in their houses for more than a few days with their families.  We have been snowed in for 5 days and finally got out of the house today.  How did we spend the last 5 days you ask?  Well, we played lots of games together, cleaned some house, cooked every day, did some laundry, shoveled our driveways and sidewalks numerous times, we practiced "being the church" and helped a friendly neighbor by shoveling her driveway and sidewalk, we played in the snow, and the best part of all this was making our traditional snow ice cream and spending quality time with each other.  I know 5 days is allot for anyone to spend 24/7 together, but we made the best of it and really enjoyed most of it.  After 5 days we finally got to get out of the house.  We did a little shopping, we went out to dinner, and then we took the kids sledding at this massive hill.  The kids had a blast!  We had a lot of fun watching them, taking pictures, and video.  I even joined them and went down the hill myself!  We closed out the evening on a fun and exciting note!  We are expected to get more snow in the next few days, so I am sure I will be adding to this post or making a part 2.  When all is said and done, I appreciate God's humor behind all this snow.  We get so busy and caught up in our busy lives, we just don't make enough time for family.  I see this as God's way of telling me/us to slow down and enjoy the very gift that has been given to me/us.  Family is very important to me and I enjoy my children and I enjoy being with them and playing games and stuff.  I have had the opportunity to tell my kids how proud I am of them and tell them that I love them.  When was the last time your 15 year old sat on your lap, or the last time you told your soon to be 13 year how proud of him you are, or when was the last time you played a game on your 8 year old's level as a family?  That's right, life gets in the way of us enjoying our families. Even though I admit I am very tired of the snow and ready to get back to our schedules, I don't regret the last 5 days I have gotten to spend with my kids and wouldn't change a thing.  These are memories that will last them a life time.  I want the to grow up and say "My mom and dad made time for me". 

One Of My Most Favorite People!

 One of my most favorite memories was my Granny Ruth.  I didn't really know any of my other grandparents so I was very close to my Granny.  I can remember taking trips to her house in Jones, Oklahoma like it was yesterday.  I always loved going to her house and I always knew we were close when we would pass the cemetery not too far from where she lived.  Us kids would always scramble to find our shoes once we saw the cemetery.  We would always kick our shoes off before we left our driveway because we knew it was a pretty long trip and we wanted to be comfortable.  I can remember one summer I went by myself to spend time with her.  She had this big washtub that we would put well water in and I would swim in it.  The washtub wasn't really big enough for me to swim, but I had a blast anyway.  I use to help her hang laundry on the clothes lines (you know, the old fashion way)  I never understood why she had a dryer when she very rarely used it.  It seemed she rather hang them outside to dry.  Granny was always in the kitchen cooking.  She started early in the morning, usually before the sun was up.  She would spend hours cooking breakfast, we would set the table, and it only took a few minutes to devour the yummy food.  We would help clean up after breakfast then she would start right in to preparing for lunch.  Then we would set the table, eat, and clean up.  Then again she would go right in to preparing for dinner.  We would repeat the process with dinner.  After clean up it was ICE CREAM time!!  My Granny's favorite food was ice cream.  You could always count on her having some and she would always have magic shell to go on the top of it.  After ice cream we would usually play games.  Card games or pass the pig, were the games we mostly played.  I loved playing pass the pig.  It was easy for me to play since I was pretty little and didn't really understand the card games.  When I wasn't playing that I was usually playing hungry hungry hippo, another of my favorite games.  After we were done playing games it was bed time.  I always slept with my Granny. We always said our goodnight prayers, she would kiss me on the forehead, and she would always tell me how much she loved me, then we would go fast asleep.  My time with her was always special to me.  Around Christmas time, I could always count on new socks and underwear from her!  I have to admit, as a child, that wasn't too exciting, but I never let her know it was disappointing that I never got any toys.  Now that I am an adult with kids of my own, I sure wish Granny was around buying me new socks and underwear!  I can remember going to the post office every day while I was visiting.  Everyone knew my name and thought I was just the cutest little girl ever. I loved riding along with her running errands with her.  We would go to the hair salon too.  We always went to Church too.  I can close my eyes and still picture running around with her and her house, the smell and everything in it is still a memory fresh in my mind.  She had this huge tree in her front yard that we would always climb, we also had a tire swing we loved to play on.  Life was so much simpler back then.  All we needed was a few board games, a tree to climb, a tire to swing on, and a washtub to swim in.  We were never bored, yet that's all we had to do!  I was very sad the day they had to cut that old tree down.  Granny's house just wasn't the same with out it.  As I got older, so did she.  I can remember one of the last times I went to her house after Chris and I started dating.  We stayed with her and then we went to Frontier City the next day. After we got married and had our first child my Granny started having mini strokes and it got to where she couldn't take care of herself.  So my mom and dad moved her to Enid to live with them so they could care for her properly.  Granny was still able to do allot herself, she just needed supervision.  She was always a very strong woman.  She raised 2 rambunctious boys all by herself!  Her having to depend on someone else to help care for her sometimes didn't set well with her, until she just couldn't do it any longer.  While I worked, she would rock my babies all day long!  I left them in her arms when I went to work and when I picked them up they were in her arms.  I blame her for them being so spoiled.  Ahhh, how she loved babies!  I never had to teach my older two kids their ABCs and 123s, or how to tie their shoes,  because Granny already did it!  She read to them constantly (and fed them ice cream)!  When I got pregnant with my 3rd baby, Granny was so excited.  It had been a good 5 years since we had a baby around the house, so her arms were hurting, she needed to hold and rock another baby.  During my months of pregnancy Granny went down hill fast.  I would go to my parent's house and get her and take her to my house to play with the kids and visit with me because I wasn't working at that time.  Pretty soon, she was so bad I couldn't do that anymore.  She had to stay in bed most of the time.  All she talked about was being able to hold my sweet baby boy.  I would smile and say you will get to hold him soon.  She would smile and say "I can't wait to rock him"  In the back of my mind I knew she wouldn't make it that long, but I was prayerfully hoping she would be here long enough to see him once he was born.  One evening I went over to my mom and dad's house to sit with her.  My mom told me she wasn't eating and that my niece got her to eat a strawberry shake (her favorite), but that was about it.  I went over there and just listened to her talk to me.  She told me how she needed to plant flowers in the garden on wall, she told me how proud of me she is, she also told me that I had a beautiful dark haired, blue eyed, sweet baby boy!  That one sort of shocked me a little because I was still pregnant.  It was a month before he was born.  She described exactly how he looked.  She said she got to rock him and kiss him on his forehead.  I just agreed with her, but inside I was questioning how in the world did she know what he looked like.  She asked me if I was going to be okay because she wanted to go on home (to heaven).  I told her I would be just fine, because I would see her again someday, and I told her it was okay for her to go now.  The next morning she passed peacefully in her sleep.  I can remember that day like it was yesterday.  I miss her so much.  I can still every now and then smell her cooking.  A month later my sweet, dark headed, blue eyed boy was born.  When I first laid eyes on him I thought of the last conversation I had with her.  I believe God showed my granny my baby boy and somehow she was able to hold him for a moment before he was even born.  I believe God has the power to do that.  Now my baby boy is 8 years old.  He knows his Granny even though he never actually got to meet her.  He knows how special he was to her.  I think he gets a little sad when his brother and sister talk about her because he don't have any memories with her, but he says "It's okay mom, I know I will meet her someday"  I know she will be one of the first people we meet with her arms wide open when we get to Heaven.  I think about her often and wished that she was still here, but I know she is in good hands waiting for all of us.  I think she is probably on kitchen duty in Heaven because she loved to cook and clean up so much.

 

Time To Make Changes AND Stick With It!

                                                                      18 Years Ago!

Allot has changed over the last 18 years.  I married my high school sweetheart, I have had 3 beautiful children all born by c-sections, I moved away from the town I spent my whole entire life in, I used to be a work a holic, I became a stay at home mom, now I work part time as an assistant children's director at my church (which I absolutely love by the way), etc.  All my life I have lived it for someone else, whether it be my parents, my teachers, my husband, my children, and everyone else in between.  I am not saying I don't like to be a crowd pleaser, I am saying I have never just went out and did something for myself without guilt or regret.  I chose this life and I wouldn't change it for anything.  I just want to make it better and do something for me.  When I was in Jr. High I was considerably over weight for my age.  I felt horrible, insecure about myself, and ugly.  Boys didn't like me, I didn't like boys (guess that wasn't a bad thing, but every girl wants to feel pretty), I just never felt pretty, just fat.  I thought I was okay with the way I looked until one summer when I decided to make some changes.  Well, those changes really wasn't for the better, but they worked.  Between my 9th and 10th grade year I decided to loose weight.  That I did, but I did it the wrong way.  I chose not to eat anything at all pretty much throughout the day.  I was busy enough with working and school that it was okay, I didn't miss eating because I was just too busy.  I began to loose weight and by the time school started again, I was happy with the way I looked and allot more secure about myself.  I even met this really nice guy and we started dating (yes, he's my husband now).  I loved the way he loved me for who I was and what I looked like.  He didn't think I was fat and he would tell me how pretty I was (you could only imagine how that made me feel), although he doesn't always tell me so much now after 18 years, but I know he still loves me!  After getting married, I found out I was pregnant and I gained allot of weight.  I had to have an emergency c-section to deliver my baby girl.  After having a c-section, I found it really hard to loose weight.  I couldn't do it.  I definitely didn't have the time to try.  I was a new wife, a new mom, and I worked.  I no longer had time for "me". Which I am not complaining, because this is what it's all about, putting others first.  Then a few years later came my first born son.  Again, I gained allot of weight and had another c-section.  Now I was doomed for ever loosing weight.  It was next to impossible.  5 years after my son was born, I found out we were having child number 3!  Another pregnancy, more weight, absolutely no time ever to myself, another c-section.  Now I have 3 c-sections behind me and no more babies to give birth to.  However, I have 3 very active and busy children.  So any time for myself has been thrown out the window.  I have tried diets, I have tried eating better, I have tried exercise, I have tried praying, etc.  The only thing I feel ever worked was the praying for motivation and exercising.  I did loose about 30 pounds doing that, but then I let life get in the way again.  I got out of the habit and started putting on a little bit of that weight I worked hard at loosing.  I see these small fit people that eat tons of junk or eat out constantly and never put on a pound, and I am jealous of them ( I know I shouldn't be, but it's hard not to be and I am only human), I don't understand why they don't have to worry about their weight and health and I do.  It's just not fair.  Allot of my family is over weight so I don't have much of a chance to be like those other people.  I have tried going to a gym before, but I just wasn't in to it like I should have been, maybe my attitude wasn't right at the time, I don't know.  All I know is that it wasn't working for me.  So now our family has joined a gym we can all go workout at together, or girls and boys, what ever we feel like doing, as often and , when ever we like.  The gym is a 24/7 workout facility, so there isn't really an excuse why we can't go.  Plus I think it will give us quality time with our children or one on one time with each of them.  M is too little right now to workout, but he can go and hang with us.  Maybe it will be good for him to see us trying to make better life changes and encourage him to do the same when he is older.  The older kids are pumped about the membership to the gym.  This is something they have been begging to do for quite sometime now.  We just never got around to checking it out or really wanting to spend the money each month for a membership.  I am not going to get hopes up just yet, but I am praying that with God's help we can do this!  We need to make changes, healthy changes, all of us.  We can't do this alone.  It is so easy to quit!  I wish it weren't so.  I am hoping that with a support group and God of course, we can stick with this.  I alone need to loose several pounds, and I am praying for the will power and strength to keep it up.  This was only day 1 of the rest of my life. I am doing this for ME ME ME ME ME!  This is something new for me, so I am hoping it works out in my favor.  I would love to look in the mirror and love what I see, I would love to step on the scale and be happy with the numbers, I would love to buy me some new clothes and not feel guilty or ashamed because of the size I have to buy.  Please, Lord help ME, help US! WE CAN DO IT!!!  I can do ALL things through Christ who strengthens me!!! Philippians 4:13

             About 2 Years Ago

35 Years Of Blessings!

So here I was when I was just a wee little one several years ago.  I would love to say I can remember when the days these photos were taken, but I have done a lot of sleeping since then.  35 years ago I was a blessing to my parents, now they are nothing but blessings to me!  I am sure it feels like yesterday when my mom brought me home from the hospital.  As a child the days, weeks, months, and years couldn't go by fast enough.  Now that I am a parent myself it seems like I miss something everyday and my children are growing up so fast and sometimes it literally feels like they grow a foot over night.  My son, soon to be 13, literally did grow 2, yes I said TWO shoes sizes overnight!  I so understand the sadness, but happiness in watching children grow up.  It's happy and sad all at the same time.  I can only imagine how my parents feel since their baby is 5 years from turning the BIG 40!  I'm sure it makes them feel a tad bit older today :)  I love my parents and I am so thankful God chose them to love and raise me.  I couldn't ask for better parents.  Life goes way too fast and children grow up in a blink of an eye.  It's amazing how a day can seem like an eternity, but a year seems to speed by like the speed of light! 

One Of My Greatest Moments!

             

One of my greatest moments as a mother was watching my children show the whole world that they love Jesus and want to live like Him and walk in His ways through baptism.  This is a feeling that I just can't explain, you have to experience it yourself.  When God gives you a child, your job is to raise that child in His ways and teach them about Jesus.  Then one day that child has to make the decision to accept Jesus or not.  It's such a happy and glorious day if you get to witness them making that choice.  The older two kids were baptized together and the youngest was baptized along with his daddy!  You could only imagine how that made me feel as a mother and a wife.  I hope that I am raising my children the way God wants me to.  I know sometimes I let Him down, but I hope and pray that He is pleased with me.  God has trusted me with 3 of His most precious creations, and I am so blessed by His trust. 

I do have a story about my youngest.  When M was about 3 years old he would always tell me that Jesus is SO BIG that it is impossible for Him to fit inside of his heart.  I always talked about what that meant during our bedtime prayers and he never could grasp the thought.  One night during our prayers, the last night of our Church's VBS, M said "Mommy, I get it now!  Jesus is so powerful, so big, and can do anything He wants to.  He has the power to be in every one's heart who asks Him!  Having Jesus in your heart means you love Him, trust Him, want to be like Him, and you believe that He is God's Son."  That night he asked Jesus to live in His heart forever.  About a year later he was baptized!  Stories like this make me confident that I am doing a great job!  God continues to bless me and my family everyday.  I have so much peace knowing my family will be in Heaven with me someday and we will live with Jesus forever and ever and ever!

My Soccer Star!

Ahhhh! I'm a soccer mom!  I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would ever be a "soccer mom".  I have now been one for 6 years and I am loving every minute of it!  C tried finding his sport for quite some time.  He played t-ball, baseball, football and finally found "his" sport when he started soccer.  He has always been the type of child that was always on the go!  He hasn't really ever been very patient either, even from birth.  He couldn't wait to enter the world, so he decided it was time to show his sweet face a few days before surgery was scheduled.  When we got him home, he always wanted to eat before his scheduled feedings, and he never ever wanted to go to bed when it was time for bed.  He also was ALWAYS awake before the sun was even out!  As he got older and more mobile, he couldn't just stay in one place with one toy, he had to have many!  So you could only imagine how much fun he had when he started school.  In pre-k and Kindergarten they got to go to stations, so that kept him pretty busy.  Then he started 1st grade and it was no longer any fun. Sitting in one place with one teacher wasn't his favorite thing to do.  Now that he is a 7th grader and going to several classes throughout the day, he's all good! Back to sports!  Soccer is the kind of sport that keeps you on your toes the WHOLE time!  So yep, that's his favorite sport to play!  I love watching him play!  He is really good!  Baseball was too boring for him and football is way to complicated.