Monthly Archives: March 2008


A quiet moment here to sit down and recap the last few weeks…
I never like writing in categories, but it may just be easier this time.
So, after some crazy weeks, Andy and a friend in West Palm Beach flew me down for 3 days of R+R on the beach.  I felt so bad about going, but Andy kept assuring me it was good for all of us–good for me to get a break and realize that I really do have the best “job” in the world,  and good for them to miss and appreciate me (that sounds bad, but you know).  And after coming home, Miles has said out of the blue a few times “Dad, thanks for bringing our nice ole momma back to us.”   It’s good to be home.
Went to Wal-Mart to replace their goldfish and found Wal-Mart no longer carries fish.  I kept forgetting to check…who knows when I’ll remember to get to a pet store now…
I’m so tired of testing and evaluations.  Monday, I took Miles to school for a standardized test to determine cognitive, language, visual, problem-solving, etc. abilities.  It took an hour and a half!!!  The lady told me today she felt so bad working Miles so hard, but was very impressed with how well he did.  I told her that Miles, by nature, wants to please and comply which means people sometimes press him beyond what he can handle.  He may not show them then, but it certainly comes out…and it did at lunchtime when we got home.  She said, “I know, by nature of standardized tests, we just have to take the child to their frustration level on every task.”  Which I’m completely opposed to doing to a 4 yr. old!!!  It’s such a hard balance for me to learn how much to allow and when to put my foot down and say enough!  Monday is our case conference, where we’ll go over eligibility and discuss Kdg.  Everyone is pushing for him to go onto Kdg.  Actually, I’m encouraged that he’s scored average and above average in everything they’ve tested.  They still thought he may qualify for PDD (they said for “quirky behavior”–which I’ve grown to love his little quirks), but not autism according to the school.  (They’re determination is different than a specialist because it only takes into consideration where they’re at now.)
So, here’s the thoughts I have all day everyday:
–I’ve known other moms who have held their boys back with summer b-days who don’t have all the history of delays and such.
–It couldn’t hurt Miles to wait another year, even if he is on target for cognitive, to give him some more time to grow socially and behaviorally–he is the youngest in his class now.
–But, I don’t know what I think about he and Jack being in the same grade.
–On one hand, he and Jack have become the best of buds.
–But things come so easy for Jack, and I just don’t want that to be pressure between them.
–But it may be anyway.
–And which pressure is worse–that of your younger brother in your grade or being thrown into something before you’re ready?
–Is this decision really up to me?
We have been praying over this decision for a long time now, and we still go back and forth all the time!
So, I really hope Monday’s case conference can shed some light on what to do.

I just have to write down some of his answers that I don’t want to forget from the stand. test.
She asked him what is a vegetable?  red cabbage
She asked him what is candy?  it has too much sugar
What is your favorite flavor of candy?  grapefruit and blood orange
(She leaned to me and said he gets bonus points for vocab 🙂
Oh man, I’ll have to remember the other ones…but it brings me to the next category

–Tonight Miles asked Andy if his vitamins were spicy because he had to drink them with water.
–Last night, both boys went to bed “preg-uh-nant”–they had put their stuffed animals in their shirts.  This a.m., when Miles came into our room, he said “Mommy, I’m still preg-uh-nant!  I’m going to call him Ezra Jude too!”  (That’s a name we’ve been throwing around, and it’s stuck with them.)  I managed to convince him to not be pregnant for preschool, but when he got home, he was again.
Ok, I’m drawing a blank here on other ones.
And I would just post some pics at this point, but I can’t find the card reader.

So, maybe I’ll just consider some things processed and head toward bed, speaking of being pregnant.
I can’t believe I’m seeing the end of the 2nd trimester.
I have been feeling more tired, wanting a nap in the afternoon.  And my appetite is out of control.  Last night, Andy grilled us dinner before he left for a mtg (he was going to eat when he got home).  BUT, when he got home, I had to break the news to him…I ate my burger…and then his too!  (along with zucchini and corn–I left him some of the veggies though 🙂 
And, my nesting phase hasn’t really shut off, although lately, it’s been less nesting and more just worrying I won’t get it all done…I guess I have 3 more mos., but throw in a missions trip to Philly with the teens over spring break, a New Tribes Mission conference Andy’s speaking at in June, camping trip, Andy’s parents going back to Brazil in May, graduations, my b-day, Miles’ b-day, and Jack’s b-day…and that time is going to fly!  But I can’t wait to meet this little guy who thinks he’s a cage fighter in my tummy.


I’m back.
Not very tan, but
very very very refreshed.
SOOOO glad to be back with my boys.
Got stranded in detroit friday night–that wasn’t fun.
Today is taken up with standardized tests.
I’ve never liked standardized tests…and now that it’s my boy, I could safely say I HATE standardized tests.
Jack’s on my lap and wants to spell a word:
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I have much more to write about all of that.
I may just go off on standardized tests.
But we’re on our way to wal-mart to replace Dorothy, their goldfish–she died a long time ago, maybe 1 yr, but I kept forgetting to get a new one.
Julie has pics of us in Florida on her camera, so hopefully I can get those up on here. 
I’m not very good at xanga anymore. 
Maybe it’s because there’s a little boy standing here asking me to play hide and seek with him, and that seems all the more appealing, so a quick game of hide and seek before wal-mart.
Happy Monday!

Not much time to catch up on the details from last week with Gracia, other than to say it was so good to spend time with her.  I’ll share more sometime…

But for now, I’m finishing up packing for florida.  Andy and my friend Julie down in West Palm Beach bought me tickets to fly down today for 3 days!!!  Oh joy!!!  Well, I know it will be once I get there, but right now I’m having a hard time leaving the kiddos.  We told them this a.m., and Miles’ reply was “that’s so sad.”  Jack’s been asking “why are you leaving without us?”  OH, the guilt!!!  So, until I get on that plane today, I’m going to go play play-doh and paint and soak in minutes with these guys.

I’ve been debating about taking our camera.  If I do, I’ll post some while I’m there.  I think it’d be fun for the boys to see.  If not, I’ll catch up on here sometime.

And all I have to say is I’ve flown to Brazil, France, Germany, Cambodia, and Papua New Guinea…and I’ve never been anxious to fly.  Never!  WHy in the world am I so anxious today about a teeny flight to Florida!  Maybe because we just started watching “Lost.”  Last night as I was packing, the thought seriously crossed my mind “What do I want to wear if I’m stranded?”  Sheesh.  I need to stop watching that show.

Here’s my 23 week pregnant belly…
Jack was passing out stickers yesterday and made sure to put one on my tummy for the baby 🙂
Tomorrow will mark 2 weeks of sickness in our home…although, we were in Cincinnati 2 weeks ago when I came down with it, so not “literally” in our home, but among our household.  I don’t know why I felt the need to clarify all that.  I’m just antsy for everyone to get better…and antsy to get out of the house!!!!  I thought Jack was over it, but his fever came back tonight… 

Andy and I went to a youth ministries conference in Cincinnati, and it was SOOOO good.  I keep processing what they said.  I chose the track “Helping Hurting Kids” with Chap Clark and Megan Hutchinson.  They were so insightful, and I was thankful to learn from them.  Although I was looking forward to the 3 nights away to be somewhat refreshing, I came down with a fever and the flu the first night…so it wasn’t quite the oasis I’d planned.  But somehow I look back fondly on the time I had with Andy–although I was dreadfully sick, it was still nice to be together.  And I was glad to only miss 1 session.  (Well, they pack those conferences full, but I only missed 1 part of the track I really wanted to be in.)  

Next week is the Ladies’ Luncheon I’ve been working on featuring Gracia Burnham.  I’m so excited!  And so very nervous.  So far, we’ve had 160 ladies sign up!  I’ve gotten some really good help, but there’s still details looming constantly in my head.  I go to bed thinking about people I need to call and wake up thinking of things I need to make sure to get.  I wouldn’t say I’m stressed over it, just a lot to remember to do.  One of the most meaningful lessons in the planning was when I approached an older lady I respect and asked if she’d be interested or able to help.  Her response blew me away.  She said “I will do whatever I can to help you be successful.”  I’ve been thinking a lot about that lately.  I want to be like that!  It was truly inspiring.

As for the boys, they keep us cracking up.  
–The other night, we were over at Andy’s grandparents, and his grandma came into the kitchen laughing.  She said Miles came up to her and said “T-ma, you want to know how to make snot?  You just take your finger, lick it and rub it in your nose, and there you have SNOT!  That’s how you do it!”  He was so proud of himself, and it made it even more funny for him to tell Andy’s dear proper grandma.
–My mom was getting Jack ready for the day (while we were at the conf.) and he asked to go outside.  She said “well, we’ll have to check the temperature.”  His eyes got big and he put his hand over his bottom and said “yours or mine?”

Hope you all are well!  I remembered some more calls I need to make about the luncheon yet tonight…then, I’m gonna chill and regain some strength to tackle another day tomorrow!