Easter Eggs

Today Kianna got to make Easter eggs with her friend Jake. Of course, with Kianna being a girl, she was totally into it. She wore her apron proudly, sat at the table and proceeded to colour on the eggs with the white crayon she had been given. Then she would carefully dip the eggs in the coloured water so that it wouldn't splash everywhere. She was quite impressed with her eggs and wanted to show daddy as soon as we got home. Jake on the other hand did sit there but as soon as the last egg was coloured that apron came off and back he went to play elsewhere. I am starting to be able to tell more and more the difference between girls and boys. Kianna loves to help me bake, cook and clean. Her friend on the other hand doesn't have any interest in that kind of stuff at all. He's more into pretending and acting out different things that he has seen. Kianna will be a good mom when she's older but right now she has too much fun being mom to everyone else. In other words, she has too much fun bossing everyone around!
So, I think, that this was a good day.

All Growed Up

So today I registered Kianna for the preschool class of 2007. We went to check out the preschool and Kianna loved it. She almost wasn't registered because I had completely forgotten that today was registration day. It was by accident that I remembered because I was talking to someone about Kianna and how she would be in preschool this fall and then UH OH! I gotta go do this preschool thing TODAY!
As a result of my forgetfulness we missed the rush and arrived pretty much after everyone else had left. That was nice because there sure wasn't room for a whole lot of grown-ups in that classroom. We were fortunate enough to have gotten into the desired class of our choice. There are up to 16 kids in a class and Kianna was signed up as #14.
Kianna was allowed to check out some activities there and had a good time playing and colouring. She did that while I signed my life away in the cheque book. She didn't want to leave. She's already asked when she gets to go back to school. She's going to be asking me everyday until that happens and that's not happening until the beginning of September. AAAHHHH!!! She is more than ready to enter the world of academia.
My little girl is all growed up. She's big enough for school. I just can't believe it!

Blood Stained

With Easter fast approaching I was thinking that I need to start remembering what Easter is really all about. It is so easy to get caught up in the chocolate mini eggs, fuzzy bunnies, and commercialism. This is a poem that I wrote in high school and that I want to share with you. When you are finished reading this, maybe sit back and take a minute to reflect on what Jesus has done for you.

Blood Stained

Trampled, he rose
Spat upon, he did not speak
Whipped, he did not cry
The jeering crowd pushed him on
The minutes turning into millenniums
He, an innocent man, was sent to die for doing miracles on the Sabbath
For healing people, for giving hope to the hopeless
He carried the cross, the shame, the humiliation upon his back
Sharp splinters tore through his skin like a knife
A crown of thorns caused blood
To trickle down his pain stricken face
Guards cast lots for his blood stained clothing-rags
A double-edged sword, shoved through his side
Blood and water freely flowed
Nails driven through his hands and feet
His cries of anguish made the strongest man shudder
Put up on a cross for all to see and mock
The power to cease the terror, the pain, only a faint whisper away
"It is finished"
The terror ended
The pain gone
He had fulfilled his purpose here on earth
The only sound left to be heard was the weeping of his mother

A Bump on the Head

In the last few days I've been noticing more and more how much Spencer will mimic what I say to him. Of course, me being his mom and all, I'm trying to get him to say mommy or mama or something along those lines. This morning I was saying "mama" and he would say something with the proper inflection but not the mmm part of the word. He's growing up so fast and the fact that he is working on his speech already just astounds me.
Spencer is also starting to walk along furniture. He just hangs on for dear life as he tries to step his way along the expanse of the couch. He still falls down and bumps his head. When that happens he cries, I pick him up to comfort him, and set him back down even though he doesn't like that I'm putting him down. He'll put up a bit of a fuss because the memory of falling is still fresh in his mind and then not minutes later, he's back to being the happy little boy that he is.
Now, compare this to how God feels about us as his children. We edge our way along life on unstable legs, and boom, we fall down and get hurt. We cry and God picks us up and comforts us. Then it's his turn to put us back down and say "it's ok, you can do it, try again." We may not like it at first because the memory of being hurt is still fresh in our minds but somehow we get past it and move on.
As a mom I am realizing more and more how God thinks of me as his child. He will always be there to pick me up and wipe away the tears. He will always be there to encourage me along the way. Of course, he will also always be there to discipline me when I deserve it. Lastly, He will always be there to love me no matter what I do.
Amazing.

If Mary was on Birth Control...

So a friend of mine and I were talking about birth control and how some religions don't agree with the use of it. There is one religion I heard about the other day where they don't believe in birth control because every child born could possibly be the messiah and you don't want to prevent the messiah from being born. These families in the religion are all large. There are maybe 15 kids in one family! That's insane. I have a hard enough time trying to handle two children. We eventually got to the point about how if Mary was on birth control, we'd all be hooped. Of course, as a Christian, I know that God can work around birth control and a friend of mine can agree with that. I also know that Mary had the best form of birth control and that was abstinence. But just imagine....

No you're Grammar

Ok, so the title was spelled wrong on purpose.
Apparently I know my grammer quite well. How do you fare?

Your Language Arts Grade: 98%

Way to go! You know not to trust the MS Grammar Check and you know "no" from "know." Now, go forth and spread the good word (or at least, the proper use of apostrophes).

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Taco Lunch

Today was the taco lunch that the missions team, which I am a part of, put on for the church. This lunch was a huge fundraising event to build a rehab center in the part of Mexico we are going to. I'd have to say it was very successful. We raised a boatload of money.
My part in this event was what I would title "kitchen co-ordinator". I was making sure that all the food went out as it was supposed to, the tables were properly set, and that everything in general was taken care of. I discovered that despite my great dislike for the food service industry that I did okay today. I've never been in a position before where I was able to delegate responsibility to others. It was fantastic. It also helped that everyone worked as a team and that I never had to ask twice for anything to be accomplished. This was an awesome experience to have with this team. This is only a shadow of things to come as we work as a team in Mexico. If we can keep up this unity then we will surely be on our way to great things. Wow!
The only bad part about today is that my feet are sore and that I still have pink hairspray on my scalp. Oh yeah, we all spraypainted our hair once we reached the $2500 mark and so mine was a lovely hot pink. Needless to say that I showered as soon as I got home.

Spring Time Birthdays

I do truly enjoy spring. The snow is finally going away, the sun is shining and I can leave my curtains open a whole lot longer before the general public are given entrance into my living room. Kianna quite likes that the snow is going away. This is because I had told her several weeks ago that the snow had to go away and come back again before it would be her birthday. Her birthday isn't till the 27th of December. She's always asking if it's her birthday. Shortly after I had told her about the snow going away and coming back, old man winter decided to give us another layer of the white stuff. Kianna looked out the window that morning, saw the snow, and said "It's my birfday, the snow is coming back!!" Now try explaining the concept of time to a 3 year old. It's nearly impossible. So, whenever we have company or anyone else in our home, it's always bound to be somebody's birthday.

Welcome everyone

Welcome everyone to my very post on my very own blog. I am so excited to be able have a place where I can connect with people on a different level. I know that I may not know everyone who comes across this but I do hope this encourages you and brightens your day.