Busy, but Blessed!

I've really been stressing about writing on this blog! Ughh!! I've just had to come to the conclusion that I will write when time allows. If it were up to me, I'd have my blog all decked out. Sadly, I'm completely confused with buttons, blinkies, and templates. So...you're stuck with this lovely shade of green for now. I'll get to all the extras eventually.


It's been a busy week for us around here. I had been promising Holly and Jacob that they could each have a friend over. Holly was really excited to take a friend to Carowinds. Luckily for me, two of my favorite teachers, Jeni & Michelle, were available for a waterpark day together. We had the best time in the wave pool watching out kids hang out, while we filled each other in on our summer adventures. And you know we had to talk about the upcoming school year, but only for a bit.


It was so nice to just be mamas hanging out at the pool. Our kids had the best time riding the waves and the slides! We actually got a little crazy and went on the Lazy River. Who knew they put sprinklers in there to mess up your hair? Umm...I vote to have those removed! Thankfully, we were all out of the pool when the thunder and lightning arrived. A trip to Wendy's ended the day. We did get some strange looks from people as we were leaving the restaurant. "Yes sir, these children all belong to us. Thank you." Everyone knows the fourth grade teachers took to heart the Lord's command to "be fruitful and multiply"!


Jacob was next on the list for a friend day. This time, we were in for a sleepover. It's fun to just sit back and watch your kids with their friends. Seeing their personalities come to life (all the good and the bad) is quite entertaining. Let's just say a certain little fella in this house is a mini version of his father! As it was getting dark outside, Holly made a request for S'mores. Now friends, I was t-i-r-e-d! There was not a marshmallow or a bit of chocolate in this house. Everything in me wanted to say no, but mommy guilt kicked in. How could I deny my children a memory around the firepit making S'mores? Off to the grocery store I went. I'm not sure if more marshmallows were eaten or burned, but it was fun!


Today we took the kids to Toy Story 3D. Soooooo good!!!!! There was a scene in the movie where a little girl, Bonnie, is sleeping with all her stuffed animals/toys lined up beside her in the bed. It brough back memories from my childhood. I also found the whole "child going away to college" scenario a little overwhelming. I don't know if it's because my oldest son is on a trip away from home this week or because tomorrow is Father's Day (or because I really love Woody & Buzz and didn't want Andy leaving them behind), but I got a little teary-eyed by the end of the movie. Of course, when David asked me if I was crying I laughed and said, "Of course not". There actually were a few tears hidden behind those 3D glasses!


Thinking about my childhood reminded me of how blessed I am to have such a great Daddy! Some of my favorite memories were of spending time with him. He always made sure I had a new stuffed animal every Saturday from the flea market. I would take them home, find a spot on my bed for them, and line up my favorites beside me each night - especially my little monkeys! And if anyone dared to move them from their assigned spot, it was on! Just so you know, I actually like the whole Toy Story idea that the toys come to life when people aren't around. Jacob and I discussed this on the way home from the movie and decided that no one would really ever know for sure that toys don't come to life. I know, I know. I'm confusing the poor kid, but can you prove that they don't come to life? Just sayin'.


Another memory that I have includes waking up on Sunday mornings to hear my Daddy playing the piano. I would get dressed for church and run in the living room to sing with him. We would sing songs while my mom got ready. He always sang "How Much is that Doggie in the Window?" and barked like a dog. It just cracked me up! Rather than going to regular Sunday school with my friends, sometimes I would go with my parents to the nursing home. Daddy taught Sunday school at three different nursing homes during my childhood. I came to love spending time with those precious people! I admit, at times the people scared me. Hey listen, I was little and you know what I'm talking about! It's a little unnerving to have everyone around you telling you how cute you are and pinching your cheeks every five seconds! However, I quickly got over my fear when they snuck me some of their candy and made booties for my baby dolls.


One of my favorite memories of spending time with my Daddy is when he would let me help him and mama paint the gutters on our house. I always painted the same one with my little red paintbrush. I was terrible! It never occurred to me that he wasn't letting me paint anything else - just that one lone gutter. More paint was on me than on the gutter! Unfortunately, my painting skills have not improved. David won't let me anywhere near a paintbrush! Anyway, my daddy would let me paint until I decided that I was done. He always had to go back over it to cover all the spots I missed, but he never complained about it.


Those are just a few things that I remember about my Daddy. There is so much more that he has done for me! He's been there for me no matter what. I wasn't the most easy child to love! I know that most of you find that hard to believe, but some of you are thinking, "Ain't it the truth"! I was stubborn (note the was - haha!), sassy (hmmm...still sassy), and a bit rebellious (too old for anymore rebelling). I know there were times that he was disappointed in me, but he never gave up on me. He believed in me when I didn't think anyone else could! I am so thankful for my Daddy and what he has meant in my life.

So, just in case he ends up reading this (highly unlikely), Happy Father's Day Daddy! I love you more than you will ever know. You are everything a father should be and more! Thank you God for giving me my Daddy - an example of Your love in human form!

Now, if I could just find those little stuffed monkeys out in the garage, I'd line them up in the bed and dare David to touch them! I'm sure they're out there trying to figure out how to escape that horribly unorganized garage. Go ahead, laugh, but like I said before, you can't prove they don't come to life! :)