Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Yeah, I'll claim her...

I wanted to do a "Works for me Wednesday" post, since it is Wednesday. But I cannot think of one thing that works for me today. How sad! Surely there is something that works for me that I can share to help someone out.

Okay, I just had to pause to actually speak the words, "Abby, get your feet off his head." You really just never know what odd things you'll say as a mom, ya'know?

Anyway, my brain is not functioning at full capacity as of late, and the muse...she is not filling me with inspiration.

So, instead I will share with you some of my brilliant 4-year old's artwork. She presented with me with this last night, and I got what it was immediately. See if you can figure it out. Hint: We watch a lot of HGTV.

Do you get it? It's "House Hunters"! More specifically, Burge and I on "House Hunters". Granted, Burge and I get bigger with each house and all 3 houses look pretty much the same, still I think it's brilliant. The Abster's pretty smart, even if I do have to tell her not to put her feet on her brother's head.

Monday, August 25, 2008


I can't believe it's been a whole week since I posted anything. It's been a bit busy around here...last week, Burge's car was in the shop for a while (we are hoping to make it through this week without having something break...Not likely!). I've been working on cleaning out the kids winter clothes for a consignment sale next month. And, I'll admit, I've been more than slightly embarrassed over how many clothes my kids have.

Really, does a 4 year old need 10 + pairs of jeans? 5 pairs of tennis shoes? Granted, when I worked a real, paying job, the laundry might not get done every week, or even every 2 weeks for that matter. If I'm being honest, it might not get done until Abby ran out of clean underwear, and I won't even get into how pairs of that she has. But I digress...this is not a post about my previous horrible laundry habits, it's about excess.

We all have too much stuff. Simplification has been on my mind a lot lately. Our closets don't need to be busting at the hinges with clothes that we might wear someday. Abby doesn't need 10 pairs of jeans, especially when she doesn't even like to wear jeans!

But simplification doesn't just involve material things, at least not in our house. We have issues with time simplification too. You know what I mean, over-committing ourselves to things that we don't really feel led to do, but for some reason think we ought to. Getting the kids involved in activities that they never asked about or showed an interest in, but because everyone else's kids are doing it. We are going to learn to say no, and more importantly, not feel guilty about it!

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Nursery duty...AKA Hell

Burge and I had surprise nursery duty this morning at church. It was a surprise because we didn't know we had it until the middle of Sunday School. We both decided we like the surprise attack. That way we didn't dread it all weekend. Yes, we are that couple that look at nursery duty as a chore rather than a chance to serve. If it's any consolation, we had plenty of chances to exult today. The only thing I didn't like about not knowing we had it was that I couldn't prepare any activities. Again, yes, I am that person. The one who prepares a lesson for nursery duty. You know, idle hands are the devil's workshop. And, boy, were they today!

There is nothing like being in a confined (very confined!) space with nine 2, 3 and 4 year olds that really make you want to go home to your own kids. And take a nap. And a Valium. And maybe a hard drink. (Just kidding on those last two! Okay, okay, maybe not the Valium). Seriously though, what makes otherwise well behaved kids go nuts at church? Because I know their parents don't let them run around on top of the tables at home. Do they? Maybe they could smell our fear. Who knows? All I know is it makes me long for the bedbabies class. I'll take crying over mutiny any day.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008


There are so many things I have to be thankful for these days. Of course, there are the "stock" answers. I am thankful that my family is healthy, that I have 2 beautiful children and a wonderful husband. I am so very thankful that God has allowed me in this season of life to stay at home with my kids, to be able to watch them change day by day, to be able to teach them and watch them respond.

But today, what I am most thankful for is the faithfulness of God...even we aren't faithful to Him. As you know if you've been reading for a while, we've had a few trials recently. We joked about them and joked about exulting God through them, but there were times when we were totally and completely overwhelmed. When we could not see the light at the end of the tunnel. When we thought if one more thing goes wrong, I'll lose it...and then something else went wrong. I have no doubt that we truly believed that God would see us through. But I, in my sinful human nature, was constantly trying to figure out a "Plan B". You know, just in case the one and only Omnipotent, Sovereign God didn't come through for us.

But He did.Just as He always has. Just as He always will. And I am once again humbled in His Glory. And amazed that He continues to be patient with me. And oh so thankful for His faithfulness to me.

For more moments of gratitude, check out Gratituesday at Heavenly Homemakers.

Saturday, August 9, 2008


No, not the hippy Broadway show.

Frugality has now found its way into our hair regimens. Burge has been threatening to cut his own hair with his beard trimmer for several years now. As you may know, he's thinning a little on top (cough, cough...), and he just thought it was ridiculous to pay $12 to have the edges of his hair cut. Add to that, the lady who usually cuts it rarely gets it as short as he would like it. I resisted, namely because I knew my OCD would not allow me to stay a bystander in the situation. And then, once I got involved in the haircutting process, what if I screwed it up?

So, anyway, I gave in, and we bought a hair trimmer kit. $20 at Wal-Mart...less than the cost of 2 haircuts. I really overanalyzed the difficulty of home haircutting. For a man, anyway ( I will NOT be cutting my hair with the hair trimmer kit.). You just pop the guard on and whip right through it. Took less than 15 minutes. And looks just as good as the $12 one, I might add. We had one scary moment trying to figure out how to use the angled guard to contour around the ears, but we got through it. I so wish I had before and after pictures so you could see our handiwork. Alas, we do not, so you'll just have to imagine.

And in case you're wondering, I did have to get involved. It was hard for him to do the back, so I jumped in and volunteered my expertise (Ha! Ha!).

And lest you think Burge is the only one making sacrifices in the hair department, I will be going back to doing my own color. As soon as I get up the nerve...I used to do my own color when we first married, but for the past 6 years or so, I've gone to a salon. I'm more than a little apprehensive about it, but hey, what's the worst that could happen? On second thought, don't answer that...

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

How to annoy your sister...

Today I came to the realization that the desire to annoy your sister is ingrained in a young boy's psyche. From birth, apparently. Grayson got up from his nap before Abby today, and I let him play in his room while I dried my hair. Which, by the way he loves! I think he knows all the stuff in there is exclusively his, and Abby can't play with them without his permission. Anyway, I digress... I heard him coming out of his room (he still doesn't crawl very covertly), but I just assumed he was coming in the bathroom with me. On the contrary, I stuck my head out the door just in time to see him barreling his way into Abby's room. She was still asleep. She did not appreciate it. At all. Which delighted him all the more.

I planted him back in his room and came back a few minutes later to find this...
Who could be mad at that face?

In other Grayson-related news, the beloved rainforest jumperoo has become a sedative for him. Everytime he gets in it these days, he goes to sleep. It's really pretty cute...

Friday, August 1, 2008 of life's luxuries

Over the past few months, I have learned to enjoy the little things in life. Take for instance, a daily shower. Now, a year ago, a daily shower was a given. It was the first thing I did when I got up in the morning. Not so much anymore. Here's how we roll at the Lane house...

In the mornings, I sleep until the kids get up. Now, before you make some snide remark about me being lazy, that's usually between 6:30 and 7. If both my kids sleep until 8, it is like manna from heaven. And then, oddly enough, they want to eat, so I have to fix them breakfast. Therefore, the early morning shower is out.

Usually the first chance I have to get a shower is naptime. And then there is always the possibility that my precious shower time will be interrupted by Abby, who just has to tell me something, or Grayson, who decides that naptime is over. And, sometimes I'm trying to get caught up with things I didn't get done in the mornings. And, well, sometimes I just want to take a nap too. I'll admit it. Even Jesus took naps, people.

So, most of the time, my showers are at night after Burge gets home. This really is the best scenario. I know the kids are taken care of, and better yet, I know they won't interrupt me. I can take as much time as I want, or as long as the hot water will allow. I can do all of my deep, philosophical thinking. (I really don't know what it is about me and deep thinking in the bathroom...) It's refreshing, rejuvenating, uplifting!

I love showers! They are no longer a means to an end like they used to be. It's my own little mini-vacation everyday!

I realized today that I haven't posted any pictures in a while. So, here are a few random ones...

Here's Abby with her Lego "dog". Burge called it a rhino, and she was very offended.

And here are my two handsome men...