Last night we ended up having kind of an un-sleepover, which led to a very late bedtime for all three of us, and yet God used my bladder alarm to get me up quite early this morning. As I was reading my Bible (because I figured that why He got me up), I found Isaiah 40:28-31 about how God doesn't grow weary, and He gives strength to the weary. I printed it off, hung it up, and proceeded to make coffee, when suddenly I realized that I was way too excited about that caffeine jolt. So, after an embarrassingly long struggle, I dumped the coffee out and decided to see if God would really give me the energy I needed to parent well all day. And I really think He did, and coffee had nothing to do with it. So, I thought I'd better give him the glory for that, and how much more public can you get than the internet?
The end.
(Until tomorrow when I get weary again.)
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Saturday, June 16, 2012
He's Off!
Well, this evening we ripped the first loop off our paperchain countdown. Dave left this morning, and so far I've gone shopping, forgotten to feed the kids dinner, and put them to bed an hour late. I need you, Honey!
Actually, Dave did a really good job preparing, so this morning we had a lovely, relaxed breakfast and even had time for a rousing round of Ping-Pong Bandit, followed by Fireman Sam, Doctor, and Yogurt Tub Stack-Up. I think that was good for all of us, and now our house is bandit, fire, and injury-free, so I think Dave will feel good about that as he's away.
After we said good bye, it occurred to me that I've been prepping myself for the whole time he'll be gone, and now part of it is already over. Each moment only means that we'll be together sooner. Very romantic, I know.
Fortunately, I've checked out Kisses from Katie from the library, so hopefully a dose of that will give me perspective. I mean, I miss Dave, but it's not like I've moved to an impoverished village on a different continent to adopt dozens of orphans...by myself. That said, Dave did have a dream last night in which Opal grew up to be a black girl, so maybe that's in our future! Let's do it!
Actually, Dave did a really good job preparing, so this morning we had a lovely, relaxed breakfast and even had time for a rousing round of Ping-Pong Bandit, followed by Fireman Sam, Doctor, and Yogurt Tub Stack-Up. I think that was good for all of us, and now our house is bandit, fire, and injury-free, so I think Dave will feel good about that as he's away.
After we said good bye, it occurred to me that I've been prepping myself for the whole time he'll be gone, and now part of it is already over. Each moment only means that we'll be together sooner. Very romantic, I know.
Fortunately, I've checked out Kisses from Katie from the library, so hopefully a dose of that will give me perspective. I mean, I miss Dave, but it's not like I've moved to an impoverished village on a different continent to adopt dozens of orphans...by myself. That said, Dave did have a dream last night in which Opal grew up to be a black girl, so maybe that's in our future! Let's do it!
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