An overview of our life for the past few days:
Rhiannon has spent the week in MD with her cousin Aubrie. Although having a wonderful time, she announced last night, (THursday), that she would like to return home before Friday. You see, Friday night is her snuggle night with Mommy! :-) She has been promised a snuggle night whenever she returns...
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On Tuesday I took the 3 kids and drove down to school first thing in the morning. We were hoping to get some deals at the uniform resale. Alas, there was nothing left as we arrived 20 minutes after the start time. I drove home empty handed and feeling as though I had just wasted 2 hours. Later that afternoon I took the 3 kids and drove to West Chester for a dr. appt. After a little difficulty finding the building we arrived and went into the building. Upon finding suite 203, however, the door was locked. After several phone calls to find the dr number I called and was told that the appt was On Wednesday in Exton. I was a day early and at the wrong office. UGGGG....
We left again feeling a bit like we had wasted time so I decided to take the kids out for a treat. In the process I got lost in and around WC and when I finally did find a McDonald's there was a sign posted saying this: "No Loitering allowed. 20 Minutes allowed for dine-in customers." Alrighty then. KIDS: eat fast and don't dawdle cause we might get kicked out of here! :-) A few wrong turns on the way home and finally we arrive back at home sweet home 3 hours after we had departed. A 3 hour trip to McD eh?
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Wednesday we traveled to Exton at the right time on the right day and arrived at the right office on time! :-) Teagan was not much interested in being at this appointment and when the nurse suggested she sit in the big patient chair since she was the queen, she politely declined. Iain, however, asked if he could sit there. When the nurse playfully questioned him saying, Well are you a queen, Iain properly responded, NO, but I am a King! Suffice it to say, Iain occupied the chair for the remainder of the appointment.
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Yesterday I helped Kyle with his laundry. I folded 6 pair of Pj's, 3 pr pants, 8 pr shorts, 12 shirts, 2 pr sweatpants, and 1 pr underwear. hmmmm......
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As an update, Teagan is having her tonsils taken out on Tuesday morning. I have a dr appointment on Wednesday re: my shoulder. Only 3 weeks left till school starts. WOW....
Blessed to be momofkrit and woj,
kT
Friday, July 31, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
finding a sitter
One of my least favorite tasts as a mom is finding a babysitter. I have avoided this for most of my "mom life" by finding 1 wonderful person at a time to be our "nanny". At this point in time, however, we no longer need a "nanny" and so we are back to finding sitters.
This past weekend I was invited to go on a date with my husband and another couple. This offer brought 50% excitement and 50% dread. Yay, a date. Drag, a sitter. I don't mind having a sitter. I don't mind leaving my kids with a sitter. I just dislike the process of Finding a sitter.
After a few calls and no luck here is what happened:
"Kyle, please go and get my cell phone so I can think of someone to call to watch you kiddo's tonight."
Shortly thereafter I hear Kyle coming down the steps on my phone. "Yes, this is Kyle. Hi how are you? My mom is looking for a babysitter for tonight and I was wondering if you were free and if we could come to your house. Tacos? Perfect. Ok, well, here is my mom."
At this point I am standing in my kitchen in shock looking at my 9 year old son with disbelief and I could only ask 1 question: "WHO IS IT?"
"Oh, it is Barb Irwin, Mom." Barb Irwin? She is a wonderful lady from church who has helped me fix my screens and brought me meals when I was sick and 1 time even took 3 of my kids for the evening so I could rest. She has 4 kids of her own who are all in high school and college. Barb Irwin?
"Hi, Barb....Uh..how are you?"
At this point I hear Barb tell me about how nice and polite my son is and how she would love to have them over for dinner and she was planning to make them taco's one night this summer anyway and they don't have any plans and what time is good?
So my children went to Barb's house Saturday night. They took their bikes and their Pj's. They ate taco's, managed to convince Mr. and Mrs. Irwin to get their bikes down off the rack and ride with them, went out for ice cream and were all in Pj's mostly asleep on their bed when we returned from a wonderful date to pick them up.
The funny thing about this little story is that if Kyle had asked me, as he should have, to call Mrs. Irwin, I would certainly have said NO. We wouldn't want to impose on another family! However, my children had the time of their lives. This morning Teagan asked if she could go there again tonight.
So many thanks goes out to the Irwin's for loving our family and especially our kids. And much to my shock and inital horror, much thanks goes out to Kyle for taking care of finding a babysitter!
If you need help managing your household, let me know, I'll send Kyle over for a few hours! :-)
Blessed to be momofkrit and woj,
KT
(momofkrit - mom of Kyle, Rhia, Iain, and Teagan, and wife of Jamie(Aaron))
This past weekend I was invited to go on a date with my husband and another couple. This offer brought 50% excitement and 50% dread. Yay, a date. Drag, a sitter. I don't mind having a sitter. I don't mind leaving my kids with a sitter. I just dislike the process of Finding a sitter.
After a few calls and no luck here is what happened:
"Kyle, please go and get my cell phone so I can think of someone to call to watch you kiddo's tonight."
Shortly thereafter I hear Kyle coming down the steps on my phone. "Yes, this is Kyle. Hi how are you? My mom is looking for a babysitter for tonight and I was wondering if you were free and if we could come to your house. Tacos? Perfect. Ok, well, here is my mom."
At this point I am standing in my kitchen in shock looking at my 9 year old son with disbelief and I could only ask 1 question: "WHO IS IT?"
"Oh, it is Barb Irwin, Mom." Barb Irwin? She is a wonderful lady from church who has helped me fix my screens and brought me meals when I was sick and 1 time even took 3 of my kids for the evening so I could rest. She has 4 kids of her own who are all in high school and college. Barb Irwin?
"Hi, Barb....Uh..how are you?"
At this point I hear Barb tell me about how nice and polite my son is and how she would love to have them over for dinner and she was planning to make them taco's one night this summer anyway and they don't have any plans and what time is good?
So my children went to Barb's house Saturday night. They took their bikes and their Pj's. They ate taco's, managed to convince Mr. and Mrs. Irwin to get their bikes down off the rack and ride with them, went out for ice cream and were all in Pj's mostly asleep on their bed when we returned from a wonderful date to pick them up.
The funny thing about this little story is that if Kyle had asked me, as he should have, to call Mrs. Irwin, I would certainly have said NO. We wouldn't want to impose on another family! However, my children had the time of their lives. This morning Teagan asked if she could go there again tonight.
So many thanks goes out to the Irwin's for loving our family and especially our kids. And much to my shock and inital horror, much thanks goes out to Kyle for taking care of finding a babysitter!
If you need help managing your household, let me know, I'll send Kyle over for a few hours! :-)
Blessed to be momofkrit and woj,
KT
(momofkrit - mom of Kyle, Rhia, Iain, and Teagan, and wife of Jamie(Aaron))
Friday, June 12, 2009
random
The rumors are true: I did in fact wake all my kids at 12:45 am Thursday morning and take them to the drive through of McDonalds. WHY??? Well because that is when it opened of course. It has been closed for rebuilding for several months and they did a "soft" opening from 1-5 before the official opening began at 5. For fun we went for fries. Fun Cheap memories.
The cost of fries? $5.24
The memories? priceless
Yesterday Rhia went to go outside to play and I called out, "Get your shoes". She said, "Oh, but mommy, I'm and Indian and they don't wear shoes." Looking at her in confusion, I realized she was wearing her Indian costume. My response? Oh, well, you are right. Ok, go and play.
How can you argue with history?
Today is Teagan's last day of her 1 and 1/2 long preschool adventure this year. WHat a blessing that has been for her. Because I was so sick a friend was able to enroll Teagan in preschool and she has gone 3 times a week and LOVES it. I'm not sure how we'll be able to send her next year, but boy has it been fun for her! She can write her name and loves that she has her own school.
Today just for fun I will be acquiring 2 additional dogs for a week. My mom and sisters are going on vacation together and I"m watching dogs. Should be fun here!
Other than that, we've been visiting the library every week and the Y every now and then and reading books together and practicing our laundry skills! :-)
Loving being able to be a mom again,
Momofkrit and woj,
KT
The cost of fries? $5.24
The memories? priceless
Yesterday Rhia went to go outside to play and I called out, "Get your shoes". She said, "Oh, but mommy, I'm and Indian and they don't wear shoes." Looking at her in confusion, I realized she was wearing her Indian costume. My response? Oh, well, you are right. Ok, go and play.
How can you argue with history?
Today is Teagan's last day of her 1 and 1/2 long preschool adventure this year. WHat a blessing that has been for her. Because I was so sick a friend was able to enroll Teagan in preschool and she has gone 3 times a week and LOVES it. I'm not sure how we'll be able to send her next year, but boy has it been fun for her! She can write her name and loves that she has her own school.
Today just for fun I will be acquiring 2 additional dogs for a week. My mom and sisters are going on vacation together and I"m watching dogs. Should be fun here!
Other than that, we've been visiting the library every week and the Y every now and then and reading books together and practicing our laundry skills! :-)
Loving being able to be a mom again,
Momofkrit and woj,
KT
Sunday, May 31, 2009
New Bible Story
"Teagan what was your Sunday School Lesson about today?"
Well, Mommy, is was about Saul and he was on a big boat.
"Are you sure it wasn't Paul"
Nope, Mommy actually it was Saul.
"Oh, OK and what happened to Saul/Paul?"
Well, actually he was on a big boat and it got broke and fell apart in the water. And all the people fell into the water and they all got into a whale. except Saul actually.
"OK, so your story was about Saul on a boat that crashed and all the people except Saul got into the belly of a whale?"
Yes, Mommy, that was my story.
Daddy - Teagan it was Saul and they landed on an island.
NO, Daddy they didn't for real!!!
This reminded me of the stories that my sister Erin used to after Sunday School. Stories about Noah playing with Gorilla's and Moses and the big boat etc. We all used to laugh and my Mom would patiently listen to her stories. I was my Mom today as the rest of the family kinda quietly chuckled.
Too cute.
Well, Mommy, is was about Saul and he was on a big boat.
"Are you sure it wasn't Paul"
Nope, Mommy actually it was Saul.
"Oh, OK and what happened to Saul/Paul?"
Well, actually he was on a big boat and it got broke and fell apart in the water. And all the people fell into the water and they all got into a whale. except Saul actually.
"OK, so your story was about Saul on a boat that crashed and all the people except Saul got into the belly of a whale?"
Yes, Mommy, that was my story.
Daddy - Teagan it was Saul and they landed on an island.
NO, Daddy they didn't for real!!!
This reminded me of the stories that my sister Erin used to after Sunday School. Stories about Noah playing with Gorilla's and Moses and the big boat etc. We all used to laugh and my Mom would patiently listen to her stories. I was my Mom today as the rest of the family kinda quietly chuckled.
Too cute.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Easter Day
No pics, but, great day. Kids all went to church with Daddy and although they were wrinkled and a bit dishelved, they looked nice and well, we did the best we could.
After church we hung out and did some stuff around the house. (I say we, I said, "kyle move this here. Rhia pick that up and put it away. Iain please return this there. Teagan ok, exactly. thanks honey) :-)
Later in the afternon, the Stovers came over. I awoke to a delicious smell of pork and potatoes in the oven. An egg hunt with the kids, dinner, strawberry dessert and watching the masters with dear friends. What could be better. I have NO interest in golf. I've never watched the master in my life. But, being with friends, and watching my kids play and enjoy themselves, make watching the masters fun! :-)
Now, I'm back to loopy and even now can barely see staright, so I'll go. Happy Easter all.
kt
After church we hung out and did some stuff around the house. (I say we, I said, "kyle move this here. Rhia pick that up and put it away. Iain please return this there. Teagan ok, exactly. thanks honey) :-)
Later in the afternon, the Stovers came over. I awoke to a delicious smell of pork and potatoes in the oven. An egg hunt with the kids, dinner, strawberry dessert and watching the masters with dear friends. What could be better. I have NO interest in golf. I've never watched the master in my life. But, being with friends, and watching my kids play and enjoy themselves, make watching the masters fun! :-)
Now, I'm back to loopy and even now can barely see staright, so I'll go. Happy Easter all.
kt
I'm alive
I'm alive and well, HIS Spirit is within me, because HE died and rose again!..
Happy Easter! HE is risen, HE is risen indeed.
I have always loved Easter Sunday. The weather is always beautiful, doesn't matter if it is cold or warm, wet or dry, windy or calm, it is always beautiful.
I remember getting up WAY TOO EARLY to go and sing at a sunrise service when I was a teenager.
I remember the Easter I had the flu and had to go to the ER. They gave me a shot in the you know what and I fainted on the floor.
I remember the year we came home from church and our dog had destroyed our Easter Basket and eaten all the candy. I really thought Zach was going to die and not from the chocolate!
I remember the MASSIVE coconut eggs which my grandmom Rahilly always had on her table.
I remember just spending the day with my family enjoying the freedom to worship and the freedom in Christ which has set me free.
Once we had children, I remember the fun of making up baskets and doing Easter Egg hunts.
I remember the chore of finding clothes and then having professional pictures taken to justify the cost of the clothes. :-)
I remember the year I hosted Easter at my house on mill road and made cheese fondue with ham and I was the only one who enjoyed it.
I remember 4 years ago when Easter was a few days after Teagan was born and I had just returned home from the hospital.
This year: I am on bedrest. After 2 months of a somewhat confusing and undiagnosed injury, I have, they think, a torn shoulder muscle and a misplaced rib. Around the clock pain meds, make me loopy and unable to drive. Mandatory rest and no use of my arm, makes me unable to care for my family as I normally would. However, this Easter, I have had the privilege taking time to pray. I have opened the window and felt the breeze and listened to the birds sing their praises. I have watched the flowers open and demonstate the beauty which God has given us here on earth. I have listened to the beautiful sounds of my children playing outside. I have watched in amazement as the meals and help have poured into my home. The family of God has been to me the hands and feet of Jesus ministering to me in my time of need.
What a Saviour, we serve. The amazing sacrifice he made by taking my sins and dying on the cross to allow me access to heaven and the right to be called a daughter of the kingdom is really unfathomable. And in addition, he surrounds us with beauty, with singing, with children who have faith like no other, and His Spirit moves within us enabling us to serve one another.
I am humbled. I am convicted. I am saved! Around me is pain and confusion. Around me is strife and discontent. This world is fighting against the very creator who made made us and offers His free salvation. BUT: my soul is quiet within me. I am calm, resting, truly RESTING, in the arms of my Saviour.
So, what will I remember from this Easter? I suspect that I won't soon forget the inconvenience of being on bedrest with 4 children, or the unease I experience every time I take a pain pill, or the extreme pain I am in when it is time for my next dose. I hope I won't forget the beauty of the family of God serving one another and taking care of me and my family. BUT, what I really want to cherish in my heart from this Easter is the quiet I have experienced beforehand. The glory of the birds, the beauty of the flowers, the cool of the wind through my bedroom window. God has revealed himself to me this year in a way which I would not have experienced had I been going about my normal duties as a wife/mom/working woman.
While, I truly pray this bedrest and pain end soon, I am thankful for the time of rest and reflection. He is risen? Oh yes, He is risen, INDEED!
Happy Easter 2009,
Blessed to be woj, and momofkrit,
KT
Happy Easter! HE is risen, HE is risen indeed.
I have always loved Easter Sunday. The weather is always beautiful, doesn't matter if it is cold or warm, wet or dry, windy or calm, it is always beautiful.
I remember getting up WAY TOO EARLY to go and sing at a sunrise service when I was a teenager.
I remember the Easter I had the flu and had to go to the ER. They gave me a shot in the you know what and I fainted on the floor.
I remember the year we came home from church and our dog had destroyed our Easter Basket and eaten all the candy. I really thought Zach was going to die and not from the chocolate!
I remember the MASSIVE coconut eggs which my grandmom Rahilly always had on her table.
I remember just spending the day with my family enjoying the freedom to worship and the freedom in Christ which has set me free.
Once we had children, I remember the fun of making up baskets and doing Easter Egg hunts.
I remember the chore of finding clothes and then having professional pictures taken to justify the cost of the clothes. :-)
I remember the year I hosted Easter at my house on mill road and made cheese fondue with ham and I was the only one who enjoyed it.
I remember 4 years ago when Easter was a few days after Teagan was born and I had just returned home from the hospital.
This year: I am on bedrest. After 2 months of a somewhat confusing and undiagnosed injury, I have, they think, a torn shoulder muscle and a misplaced rib. Around the clock pain meds, make me loopy and unable to drive. Mandatory rest and no use of my arm, makes me unable to care for my family as I normally would. However, this Easter, I have had the privilege taking time to pray. I have opened the window and felt the breeze and listened to the birds sing their praises. I have watched the flowers open and demonstate the beauty which God has given us here on earth. I have listened to the beautiful sounds of my children playing outside. I have watched in amazement as the meals and help have poured into my home. The family of God has been to me the hands and feet of Jesus ministering to me in my time of need.
What a Saviour, we serve. The amazing sacrifice he made by taking my sins and dying on the cross to allow me access to heaven and the right to be called a daughter of the kingdom is really unfathomable. And in addition, he surrounds us with beauty, with singing, with children who have faith like no other, and His Spirit moves within us enabling us to serve one another.
I am humbled. I am convicted. I am saved! Around me is pain and confusion. Around me is strife and discontent. This world is fighting against the very creator who made made us and offers His free salvation. BUT: my soul is quiet within me. I am calm, resting, truly RESTING, in the arms of my Saviour.
So, what will I remember from this Easter? I suspect that I won't soon forget the inconvenience of being on bedrest with 4 children, or the unease I experience every time I take a pain pill, or the extreme pain I am in when it is time for my next dose. I hope I won't forget the beauty of the family of God serving one another and taking care of me and my family. BUT, what I really want to cherish in my heart from this Easter is the quiet I have experienced beforehand. The glory of the birds, the beauty of the flowers, the cool of the wind through my bedroom window. God has revealed himself to me this year in a way which I would not have experienced had I been going about my normal duties as a wife/mom/working woman.
While, I truly pray this bedrest and pain end soon, I am thankful for the time of rest and reflection. He is risen? Oh yes, He is risen, INDEED!
Happy Easter 2009,
Blessed to be woj, and momofkrit,
KT
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