Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Feeding the Soul 4

Watching the kids play together!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Feeding the Soul 3

The smell of a baby's breathe!!

Can you smell it? Isn't it yummy?

Monday, March 16, 2009

Feeding the Soul 2

A painting from a friend.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Feeding the Soul 1

Songbird wrote a post about what feeds her soul.
Since I had been realizing that in my own life, whenever I have "a free moment" I usually race to accomplish some household chore instead of breathing and enjoying what is going on around me. So, I decided to play along with her.

Today what feeds my soul is: A late spring snow.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Kids say

On our way to school each day, Mini-man and I have to walk through a small patch of trees. He pretends that there is a lion living in there and that we have to sneak by it.
MM: Mom, lions sleep at the daytime and are awake at nighttime. Peoples sleep at the nighttime and are awake at the daytime.
Me: Yes

He repeats this over and over and even tells his teacher once he gets to school.

MM: Teacher, lions sleep at the daytime and are awake at nighttime. Peoples sleep at the nighttime and are awake at the daytime.
Teacher: So, lions are nocturnal.
MM: No! Not a turtle! I said lions!

We could not stop laughing!

Friday, February 13, 2009

What's one more?

Well, we are adding one more to our family!
NO, sillies, it is not another person! It is a food allergy.
As if Tom's allergies to corn, sulfites, MSG; Lord Humbles allergies to all food coloring, sulfites, MSG; Girly Wirly's dairy (casein, rennet, whey, lactose) aren't enough, we are now adding wheat.
It appears that Little Bit cannot handle wheat. Every time she eats something with wheat in it, she breaks out in a rash on her face and bum. She just screams miserably.
The other allergies were somewhat easy for me to handle. For example, whenever I make baked pasta, I make Girly Wirly's with soy cheese. We buy organic or sulfur free dried fruit. We make most things from scratch so that I can be sure that everyone can eat it.
But this newest allergy has me shaking in my boots. I love bread, pasta, cake, etc. How do I replace them? The Dr. keeps saying that she is too young to have an allergy, but he isn't the one hearing her scream like a banshee because her bum is raw.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

I'm back!!!

It has been a long time since I have last blogged and I have missed it. I have thought about blogging often, but something (myself) has always gotten in the way. I made many excuses. I'll blog after the house is unpacked and set up, after the kids are settled into their new routines, after Lord Humbles wrist is healed, etc. But these were just excuses. The real reason that I had stopped blogging was shame.
Yup! Shame!
You see, we had owned our own business in FL. We knew things weren't going well, but with a healthy dose of denial and stubbornness you fight like crazy to save it instead of moving on. Eventually, we had to move on. Tom took a sales job and was traveling a lot. We were planning on moving closer to his job and the gym, but his boss kept making comments about having too many sales people in the district.
Not wanting to be forced to move or being relocated to someplace that we didn't want to be, we got very proactive and found out that the company was hiring around the Seattle area. So, we moved. A month later, they laid Tom off and he didn't find a job until the start of the new year.
It was extremely stressful.
At first, you think that it is nothing. So what if I can't buy curtains for the room. I can wait. But then, you realize you can't buy Christmas gifts for the kids, or food, or pay rent, or any other bills. And your world starts to slowly cave in. There were many days that I felt like I was drowning like my head was barely staying above the water. We had to swallow our pride and start calling friends and family to just make rent. We had to get public assistance. It has been very humbling life experience. So, I hid. Instead of blogging and reaching out to my online friends for moral support, I hid and wallowed in my shame.
I am tired of wallowing. I am ready to play a different game. So, today I am taking the first step and starting to blog again!