II Chronicles 7:14

If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

At Laaaaaaaaaaast!

At laaaaast....the time has come....(hear the song in your head?)I have been wanting to blog for oh...about a week now but just haven't been able to find the time. I actually have a note pad on my desk with a list of things I want to remember to blog about when I find time! (pretty pathetic) but as busy as my life has been this past week...if I didn't write them down..I never would have been able to remember.So, first of all I'll tell you a funny little story:The other day while in the car, I was trying to work with Brooklyn on her counting. They've been learning how to count by 10's and 5's at school. This prompted me to tell her about counting by 2's and then about even and odd numbers. She didn't understand, so I used several examples like if I had 5 M&M's and I had to divide them up equally between her and Grant...that would be impossible because that is an ODD number...but if I had 4 M&M's that would be easy because that is an EVEN number. Anyway, after about 15 minutes of this she said, "I still don't get it." To which Grant said, "I get it!!" To which Brooklyn responded, "You don't get it...you just wanna make a fool out of me!"Ha Ha Ha...Matt and I cracked up. She didn't see what was so funny...but we sure got a good laugh.

Secondly, now, I'll tell you a more serious story:Saturday, the ---- hit the fan, so to speak, at our house where our houseguest is concerned. It's a long story and probably not one that I should go into a lot of detail about because it's "our family business" as my husband would say. And he's right. I'm just such a blabber mouth that it's my tendency to want to just blabber on and give you every little detail. Anyway, long story short----some bad stuff happened, feelings got hurt, words were said, possesions got ruined, time got wasted, money got wasted---but in the end, the truth was told. My husband has gained my utmost respect for the way he has handled himself throughout this. He is the most tenderhearted Macho guy you'll ever meet. He has the tough-man exterior and it goes pretty deep---but somewhere in there, in his innermost being...he is a sweet little marshmallow. I look up to him in a whole new way after this whole experience (during the last 3 months). Anyway, it will be bitter-sweet to see PeePaw go. The kids have grown SO close to him since having him live here with us. The first thing they say when they walk into the house or when they wake up is "Where's Peepaw?" I will also miss him. He's been my friend throughout the days when it's just me and the kids here...he's been an always willing babysitter ANYtime I needed him..and he's also been my yard guy for most of the summer! It just feels like a "party" all the time when you have someone else around---to play games with, to cook for, to watch movies with... Matt, of course, has enjoyed having his dad so close. They've gone fishing a few times and have had lots of time to reminice. (sp?) In all...it's been a great time having him here with us...other than the times we let ourselves get frustrated that we were having to support and take care of a full grown adult. Nevertheless, we wouln't trade this time together for anything. The kids (especially Grant) hardly knew him before this..and now they are buddies for life. Brooklyn has always been his biggest fan...and she still is. Of course though...there comes a time when things have to change...and people have to move on. After the whole episode that happened this weekend, we all realized that this isn't going to work anymore. So...we will miss him dearly and hope he comes to visit OFTEN...but Peepaw is leaving this weekend.

Okay and now, thirdly (if that is even a word??)...here is a LOVE story for you all:

I received this text message on my phone yesterday morning:
Hey Babe. I love you and miss you. You're such a blessing to me. I'm a lucky man. I thank God for you.

I wrote back:
It means so much to me that you feel that way. Isn't it amazing how God put us together---such an unlikely pair and yet a perfect match! I love you and I respect you more than ever. You have handeled this situation so honorbly. I am so proud to be your wife.

And he wrote back:
And what a woman and good mother you have become. Thanks for always taking care of us.

And I wrote back:
It's all I have ever wanted. God has given me the desires of my heart!

Now that folks...is the sign of a good marriage. It didn't come easy...but like anything, with hard work and dedication, lots of love and forgiveness and most importantly with GOD....marriage can be AWESOME!

Okay, so there...that's 3 things checked off the list. The rest of these "stories" have pictures to go along with them...so I will post them seperately.


Logzie said...

That's AWESOME Jen!!!!! Thank you for sharing that text message...that is wonderful!!

I make blog lists too! How else will we remember? :0)