Saturday, July 18, 2009

Oh The Funny Things Kids Say.....

Bailey is 3 years old. 3 year olds are so funny to me. Maybe not all 3 year olds are like this but she keeps life pretty interesting. One evening recently she was in the bathtub and asking about boobs, or for correct terms breasts. Bailey did not like that her boobs were small. I told her when she gets bigger she will probably have bigger ones. Bailey told me she did not want big boobs she wanted princess boobs. I cracked up! I then had to proceed and ask what princess boobs were, I was very curious. Bailey said like, Cinderella, Ariel, Aurora. I then said, "oh."

Yesterday we were talking about eyes and I told her I love her blue eyes and that daddy has the same eyes. Bailey said she did not want blue eyes and wanted pink eyes. Can you guess what her favorite color is?

We have been recently reading out of her children's bible almost everyday. She loves to hear the stories and talk about them. Last night she said she liked Jonah so I discussed with her the story of Jonah and getting swallowed up by a whale because he did not obey God when he was asked to go to Ninevah. I learn more from reading out of her children's bible then mine sometimes. I can remember the stories better and what God is trying to teach us.

My friend scored 4 free tickets to the Wiggle concert. Bailey loves the Wiggles. She had a great time, but was getting tired toward the end of the concert. Bailey wanted to see them on the floor seats, and kept asking to go down there and why we could not go down and see them. I took lots of pictures. She danced and sang a lot of their songs. It was a Wiggley good time. One of the better kid shows I have seen. Bailey and her friend Clara had a great time. I will post pics later.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

July, July, July????? My Heartstrings!





It is actually July. I don't know where June went at all. June was busy with birthday parties, my nephew being born, and Summer beginning. July 4th is gone. We had a great one! Bailey and her cuz Sophie were in their first parade in Bothell. They rode in the bike trailer while Jon pulled them through the parade. Bailey made out great at the parade with all the hard candy they throw out. Whoever designed hard candy, was not thinking about little ones. I always think hard candy is a choking hazard, oh well. We went to our friends Dan and Miriah's to watch fireworks and to eat some more. I felt all I did on the 4th was eat. I do not want a hotdog or a hamburger for a long time.

I woke up this morning to Hudson wanting some milk at 3am, then wanting to go back to sleep I laid there and tossed and turned. This usually means I need to pray. I even told God I am tired and want to go back to sleep, but he had other plans for me. I was up until 5am and then Hudson woke up again and ended up in my bed. God was pulling at my heartstrings and I felt challenged by our high school youth pastor who gave the message for Dan this last weekend. The challenge was talking to someone about being a christian and asking them if they want to be a christian. Praying for the lost. I thought of someone and God clearly showed me what I needed to do. This sounds good and all, terrified of this!!! Brian our high school youth pastor said tell them your experiences. I can tell about my experiences it made it seem easier anyways. I read in my devotion this morning after reading my bible in Matthew 18:12-14 "If a man owns a hundred sheep, and one of them wanders away, will he not leave the ninety-nine on the hills and go to look for the one that wandered off?" God is talking about people wandering. At the end of my devotion it said, Today there are more than four billion sheep outside the Shepherd's fold. Half of them live so far out of the fold that there are no representatives of the Shepherd nearby. If we want to be in tune with God's priorities, we must pray, give, train, tell, send, go-and never rest-as long as sheep are outside the fold. The devotion totally hit home for me today. Now I am clearly aware why I was not resting at 3am this morning.