Monday, April 23, 2012

Reed's Birthday Party

Angry Birds.
At this point in time, who hasn't played it? Reed loves it, so we thought we'd do an Angry Birds party for his 8th birthday. I started planning a few months back and I will confess, most everything you see here was taken from Pinterest. :)
The table...


In the game, the birds are angry because the pigs stole their eggs. What would be more appropriate than some 'broken eggs'? :) I found these gummy ones on the Internet and put them in a skillet.


The blue bird cake


The white bird cake


The early bird gets the (gummy) worm.


Green pig punch


Red angry bird punch


My sweet boys in their shirts


I saw these cute masks on line and so I made a dozen for the kiddos.








Knocking down the pyramid with the pigs (dollar store green balls with pig faces drawn on them)








The favor bags


We had a super fun party- all the kds seemed to enjoy it and Reed told me it was a "10". That's worth the effort right there. :)

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

I'm annoyed. I had an "interaction" with a woman today at the grocery store that was less than pleasant. After grocery shopping, Hudson and I headed up front to check out. I was told by an employee to go in the 10 items or less line even though I had more items (maybe 15 or so). Hudson helped me unload our stuff on to the belt and after standing there for approximately a minute, I was tapped on the shoulder by a middle aged woman with only a couple of items in her hand. I turned and said "Yes ma'am?" (When I saw she only had a couple of items, my first thought was to let her go ahead of me, but I didn't have time to ask because it quickly went downhill from there). She looked me straight in the eye and said "Do you plan on raising your son to follow rules and do as he should?" Not having ANY idea what we were talking about, I stared at her and said "Excuse me?" She proceeded to tell me that I was in the 10 items or less line and I obviously had more items than that. At this point, I heard a voice in my head, plain as day, that said "Be like Christ." I kindly told her that the gentleman that worked there told me to go to that line. She said "I will certainly speak with him about that, but you still should know better than getting in that line." I stood there for a second and said "Ma'am, if this is the worse thing that has happened in your life, you should be grateful." She wriggled her finger at me and said "Don't you jump all over me about this!" With which I responded "Ma'am, you are the one that came up to me to ask what I was doing in this line!" She made another comment under her breath and headed to "speak" with the employee that sent me to that line.





I turned around to a very sweet cashier that told me not to worry about it. There was a woman paying ahead of me and told me that I was a lot calmer than she would've been in that situation. The more I stood there and thought about what just happened, the angrier I got. It would've been one thing to say I shouldn't be in that line, but when she began with the decisions I'm making on how I am raising my child, it lit a fire under this momma bear. I've been fuming about it all day and thinking about how she was so out of line to go after my "mothering" skills. In this season of my life, I question my decisions about how I raise my children EVERY DAY.





We don't know the person in front of us in line. We don't know what is going on in their lives. They could have just come from signing divorce papers or a bad doctor's appointment. They could have just gotten some bad news over the phone or just had to discipline their kids because they were acting up. This lady certainly didn't know me or anything about my son.


As the day wore on, I went over and over what happened. I don't understand why she couldn't have given me the benefit of the doubt and could've just been nice to me! Just a little understanding is all I'm asking for here!





As I was beginning to walk out of the checkout line, the lady passed me again and said "My apologies to you. I spoke to the young man and he still shouldn't have sent you to that line, but my apologies to you." I told her I appreciated it and then as she walked away I said not too quietly to myself "I don't think she meant that." But I don't know that lady and I don't know what kind of day she's had. Maybe she's going through some things or maybe she's just plain crabby. If I had it to do all over again, I wouldn't have been ugly to her. Actually, maybe all SHE needed was a little understanding. So instead of making this about how badly I was treated, I need to think about how I treated her. Was I like Christ? Nope, don't think so. I called her Ma'am and didn't raise my voice... but the words that I said to her were not loving or kind. As I said starting out saying in the beginning of this post, I'm annoyed. But not with her as with myself. Lesson learned. If I am ever in a similar situation, I will hopefully be able to reference what I have gleaned from this and handle it as I should.


John 13:34-35

Monday, April 16, 2012

Easter

We had two Easter celebrations. We had one with Brian's parents the week before Easter and my parents on Easter day. Here we are at Gammy and DadDad'd with our boatload of eggs.


The older kids loved hunting for eggs, but Jake just loved to play with the basket of empty eggs. :) He is such a chubby little cutie pie!

On Saturday night, the Easter bunny ALMOST forgot to leave out the loot. With Saturday being Brandon's wedding, we got home and Easter baskets were furthest from my mind. I happened to see on FB a post from another mommy (shout out to Stacey) stating how tired the Easter Bunny was and how he needed some sleep but the kiddos were still awake. Very thankful for that post, or it may not have gotten done. The tooth fairy had forgotten to come get one of Reed's teeth only a few weeks prior... all we needed was another scandal at this point. :) Anyway, here are their "baskets".

My sweet boys on Easter morning

Oh, and I totally got two days worth out of my hair do from the wedding. I woke up Easter morning, re-curled a few strands and was ready to go. :) I like getting my money's worth, people.


My sweet family

After church, we went to my parents for Easter lunch. Here the kiddos are opening yet another boatload of eggs...
We had a great (and super busy) Easter weekend!! :)

He's married!!

On April 7th, I got a new sister! My brother Brandon got married at the ripe old' age of 36. We wondered if he would find someone, and he finally did! We went to the rehearsal on Friday night and I captured the best man (my hubby) and the ring bearer (my baby) doing a little horsing around...

P.S. I apologize, these are all pictures from my phone.

Here is my sweet boy practicing his walk down the aisle with my niece and flower girl, Abi. They were so cute together!

My hubby and I at the rehearsal... I LOVE him! :)

The next day we showed up in our fancy clothes... Hudson did so well. It was mid-80's outside and the kid was wearing a tux. He lasted about 3 hours before he had a melt down and wouldn't smile for any more pictures. I was proud he made it that long - I was in a short lightweight dress and I was pretty warm.

The mother and father of the groom... otherwise known as my mom and dad. :) My mom and I went shopping for her dress a few weeks before the wedding and we found this one that fit her like a glove. She looked so pretty!

How cute us he???

The bride and groom...



Wishing my brother and his new wife a lifetime of happiness!!

I'm SO behind...

A lot has happened since Disneyworld, so I'll just continue on from there...
So...
The weekend after we got back from Disney, I ran in my first 5K. (I had actually done one a couple of years ago, but my goal was not to pass out, so I don't really count that one). My friend Sarah had taken up running a couple of months before and she totally inspired me. Anyhoo, I started running the couch potato to 5k program at the first of February. I ran the 5K with some friends and my goal was to run the entire 5k. I didn't quite make it, but I was pretty pleased with my time of 34:41. (My shirt says "This isn't sweat; it's liquid awesome.")



I signed up for another 5k the next Saturday and ended up running it by myself. I had to really push myself, but I powered through and finished in 33:16! Pretty good for a "I'm not running unless someone is chasing me" kind of gal! I've continued with the running because I've gotten hooked on it- I like to see how much further I can go and just this morning I ran 4 miles! That's a pretty big deal for me. I can also see a change in my body which is alway a nice perk!

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