I Had My Daughter When She was Three Years Old & Birthed My Great-Grandpa

Now my daughter is six years old though she was born three years ago.
Do you believe in reincarnation? I didn't until I had my son and noticed that he acts a lot like my Great Grandpa Beisly, then I was converted.

Well...at least I grabbed your attention.
We are constantly having to remind Hallie that she is 3 years old. She wants to do everything BUT what a three year old is suppose to do. I have found her in the kitchen more than once pouring spices and herbs into a pan and mixing them. I lost a sack of carrots and found out that she has a "refrigerator" somewhere else. She pampers, disciplines, dresses, bathes, potty trains, spanks and plays with Micah. Sometimes he goes along with it, which is why I find out after the fact. She watches everything and thinks she can do it the next time. I scooped up laundry detergent out of the carpet because she felt that her whole room needed to be washed. And indeed, it did!!!

"Great-Grandpa" thinks a lot about food. He knows how we get it, where we put, how we prepare it, and how we eat it. He is VERY slow at about everything he does, except when it comes to food. Life kicks in gear when Mama gets in the kitchen. The other day we had been out grocery shopping and although we had eaten our breakfast before going and it was three hours before lunchtime, Micah felt he needed a snack. Raisins, bananas, yogurt, turkey franks, carrots, and milk tempted him. When we got home, he was right in the middle of putting our grocery away. Actually, I think he was afraid all of it was going into the refrigerator for later. His little face told of his distress and his hands tried to hold back some of the food from going in. But...unfortunately, we put it all up.
AND THEN....TADA! I opened the refrigerator and heard little feet start running for the kitchen. I was making my rounds in the kitchen gathering everything I needed to make lunch. In all my rounds, Micah could not figured out if I was cooking, or putting something away, or what!??? Finally, he said, "Mama, what doing?" And I had to laugh!!!!
When he figured out I was cooking, he immediately got up into his chair and sat there until the food was served. He sat there and ate. He sat, and sat and SAT! In-between bites he had several conversations with imaginary people and things and he sang a few songs as well. Hallie had left the table and Daddy and Mama were done eating as well. Daddy got on the computer and Hallie started playing, and Micah and Mama sat...and sat...and sat...for another 20 minutes.
Near the end of my patience, I scooped him up and suggested to his "other mama" that she go wash him up while I cleaned off the table. Whew! It was over, but I only had four hours until we would have to repeat it!

So, do you think my three old is actually seven, and that her brother is really her Great-Great Grandpa?
Well... maybe I am a few pancakes shy of a stack, but I have a reason to be: between 7am and 9pm I am guarding "my stuff,"or finding it (hey! where's the other pancake?!!!), cleaning up messes, and sitting for over an hour watching someone else eat!

That's okay! I absolutely love my life, and if I could choose any two children to be mine I would without hesitation choose Hallie and Micah!!!

Why?
 Because I love it when they crawl into my lap and wrap their arms around me and call me "Mama." I love watching the brightness of their eyes when they've just learned something new, discovered something, or have been discovered. I love hearing them sing around the house and read to each other the stories they have memorized. It's all worth the messes, the empty bottles of soap, spices, herbs, ketchup, milk..., the pulled up vegetable plants thought to have been weeds, and important papers torn up and written on.

It's the deep calling of Motherhood that gives the God-given grace and unconditional love to overcome the disasters.

What a Tremendous Week!!!

Boy! Did we have a blast this past week!
Krista, (my little sister from S.C.) was here with her almost 1 year old daughter. Hallie and Micah have not had much opportunity around babies, so they had a little harder time understanding why Annette can't walk like them. But, oohh! did they LOVE her and I think the love was mutual. They had a wonderful time getting to know her and they played well together.
In between our visits with Krista and Annette, we had a few projects going on at our house. We have a room (I have loathed calling it the junk room though it obviously looked like one) that has been "empty" ever since we moved. It has a bathroom in it, so Bryan and I decided it was time to do some remodeling. Bryan put a subfloor in the bathroom, so the bathtub could come back home. Long story short, we live in an older mobile home that has needed a lot of fixin' up to say the least. Both bathrooms have needed to be repaired and remodeled. Since, money doesn't grow on trees, we have had to do some rearranging of bathroom furniture. We ended up having to put this particular bathtub in our bathroom for awhile. We knew we'd have to put it back in someday. So...we did. But that is the only thing back in that bathroom and we are bathtubless in the other one. It doesn't help that the bathrooms are at different ends of the trailer. It's like this: you go to our bathroom to use the toilet and the sink and then you head to the other one to take your bath/shower. And if you just happen to forget to use the toilet and your on your way into the shower, well... you either hold it (which Hallie can't do), or you wrap yourself up and announce your coming back through.
Anyway, back to our tremendous week. I cleaned out the entire room and stuffed it all in the Living Room. We were able to put down 2/3 of the wood floor and then we realized...we need another box of wood!:( And since money doesn't grow on trees, and people don't put brand new boxes of wood out by the dumpster for whoever to pick up, we have to wait until payday. So, I just covered my head and groaned while my dear, dear hubby thought it was crazy for me to want everything done in a week.
So...we are waiting on that project.
Next...I made mango jam. I didn't finish...that's the way we do projects around here. But! I got half of it done and it was SO delicious. I said WAS intentionally. We have half of a jar left out of 4 and Bryan keeps asking me when I am going to get the rest done. I will, I will...just not all in one week, right??!!!
The most embarrassing project we did was bomb our house. Yes, we did, but it happened like the big bang theory, it all came back down together and everything was still the same, including the dirty dishes, when we got back.
Why did we bomb our house? "THEY" are terrorists...and we are after all the fleas we can find. I said ARE because I just found a flea today and I am back on the war path. I don't know why they have picked our house to infest, but just because they decided to move in doesn't mean I have to like it. So, we'll be bombing again and hopefully we will kill them. Bryan has also been putting stuff on our yard and he said he'll start doing it again.
Well, none of our projects got finished last week...but our visit with Krista and Annette ended on Friday and we miss seeing them! We can't wait until we will see them again in 4 months. But in the meantime, I need to finish remodeling...surely it won't take us THAT long, huh? (I guess it depends on how many paydays there are between now and then, or who knows... we might find us a green tree.)

I Love Being a Mama!

Hallie is my 3 year old who she thinks she is bigger than me. She told me a story the other day about when she was Nama's age (her Grandma).
She said, "You know, Mama, I haven't been a little girl all the time, you know." And then proceeded to tell me when she was Nama's age she "worked roadwork." Now that thought occurred because we have ongoing roadwork on the interstate and this has caught the interest of both of my children.

Hallie not only "worked roadwork" while she was Nama's age, but she's "cooked in the kitchen" as well. And because of her previous experience she believes she knows how to cook. And so I decided to test her expertise. It was time for the spaghetti dinner again,a perfect time to see if my little girl cooks like she says she can.
She donned her apron while I finished draining the cooked meat. Her first job was to pour water into a pan so we could cook the noodles. Well...her definition of pour is quite different than mine, so we ended up mopping up some of the water. This had nothing to do with her expertise mind you, it had everything to do with the way I said it(that was a discovery I made on my own). 
So...she broke the spaghetti into the pan; the broom had a come out afterwards, but it could have been worse. At least we had most of the spaghetti noodles in the pan.

Our recipe for spaghetti actually came from Honduras, where my husband is from. It is very simple: cooked meat, cooked spaghetti noodles, onions, garlic, bell pepper, salt, oregano, ketchup and water all together in a pan and cooked on low heat until the flavors blend. Simple right? This sounds like it should only take 30 minutes, right?

An hour later we sat down to our spaghetti dinner. Hallie had done a pretty good job. The only thing, I really don't care for 2 inch pieces of bell pepper in my spaghetti. No, there's one more thing: she doesn't clean up the kitchen after she gets done. UGH! I'm tired of seeing ketchup! And could someone pass me the broom... again.

Just gettin' started

Okay! So, I've never blogged before and this feels kinda weird putting my thoughts out here where whoever can see them. I am more of a free writer in my private journals and that might be what I'll do here.

I am married and I love it!!! My marriage is unique - which I'll get into in a later post. For now, I have a GREAT marriage; not perfect, but great.

I am employed in the highest calling of humankind: Motherhood. My two angels are precious and keep my life full, busy and interesting.

I am a couponer. I got into using coupons when we had less than $30.00/week to spend for groceries while I was pregnant with my first child. I knew there had to be a way to get more food for my money. Although I've been couponing for over 3 years, I am by no means an expert. But it is my hobby and my family benefits greatly from it.

I am a candle distributor. Now that is something new in my life. I just signed up to sell candles and anti-aging skin care treatment. I think I am really going to love doing it. By the way, as soon as I figure out how to post a link on here, I'll have a link to my web site.

Well, talking about who I am... my husband just arrived home from work and wants his supper. So, for right now I am going to play the role of Chef, Server, and Bus Girl.