This morning Chris walked into my bedroom and announced that on Sunday he learned that if we need something, all we have to do is pray to God and he'll answer the prayer. "Yes, that's right", I replied and then he dashed out of my room and into his. I peeked around the corner and saw him kneeling by his bed and whispering a prayer.
I ducked back into my room and moments later, Chris walked in with a big smile. "Mom, I prayed to God that he would give me a Lego set because that would make me really happy." "Aren't I so cute?" (and yes, he is)
Great", I replied. "Did your teacher also tell you what three responses God answers with?"
He looked puzzled, so I explained," Sometimes God says yes, sometimes God says no, and sometimes God says wait." "So, what do you think God's answer is going to be?"
"Definitely, yes", replied Chris.
Now there's some faith!!
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
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Last night I posted on Facebook that my son asks questions... LOTS of questions. He was a late talker so we didn't get a whole lot of the Why? What? Where? How Much? etc. questions until he was older. Now that he is six and very verbal, my days are consumed with answering questions. If I don't answer, he just asks again LOL So, my throat is tired and my mind is ready to explode.
Today we are heading into NYC to take our friends to a cruise ship... would be nice to hop on board with them! Oh well.. maybe someday. Then we are spending the day in the city and hopefully taking Chris to the Central Park Zoo and the huge Toys R Us in Times Square. I'm sure good food is on the agenda too. Will try to remember to take a few pictures for you.
Tomorrow I have to finish my preparations for my dad's upcoming visit. He'll be with us about two weeks so we are very excited to have him come stay with us. I have lots of fun things planned for while he is here.
Have a great weekend everyone!
Today we are heading into NYC to take our friends to a cruise ship... would be nice to hop on board with them! Oh well.. maybe someday. Then we are spending the day in the city and hopefully taking Chris to the Central Park Zoo and the huge Toys R Us in Times Square. I'm sure good food is on the agenda too. Will try to remember to take a few pictures for you.
Tomorrow I have to finish my preparations for my dad's upcoming visit. He'll be with us about two weeks so we are very excited to have him come stay with us. I have lots of fun things planned for while he is here.
Have a great weekend everyone!
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
He's Got A Plan!
My son's new favorite TV show is WipeOut, where contestants are put through a demanding physical challenge in the form of various obstacles, designed to trip them up and land them in mud or water. He just loves watching these people attempt to go through the obstacles.
So, for the last week or so, he's mentioned to me that he wants to be a contestant. I told him he was too young, but that wasn't good enough. He wanted me to find out more information. So, I looked it up and here are the qualifications that I read to him just a few minutes ago:
* You must be at least 18 years old
* You must be a legal U.S. resident
* You must be able to swim
* You must be a California resident
* You must be fun, strong-willed, outgoing, and have a great sense of humor
"So, Chris, you only meet two out of the five requirements because you are not 18, you are still learning to swim and we don't live in California."
"That's okay, Mom, after we live in Florida (because he is determined for us to go back there someday and live right next door to my sister (and more importantly, her pool)), we can move to California! Ok.. so Florida, Mom, and then California."
He's got it all planned out... I hate to be the one to tell him that there is no way I'm moving to California just to establish residency for him to be a contestant on a show that will likely be off the air by then anyway.
So, for the last week or so, he's mentioned to me that he wants to be a contestant. I told him he was too young, but that wasn't good enough. He wanted me to find out more information. So, I looked it up and here are the qualifications that I read to him just a few minutes ago:
* You must be at least 18 years old
* You must be a legal U.S. resident
* You must be able to swim
* You must be a California resident
* You must be fun, strong-willed, outgoing, and have a great sense of humor
"So, Chris, you only meet two out of the five requirements because you are not 18, you are still learning to swim and we don't live in California."
"That's okay, Mom, after we live in Florida (because he is determined for us to go back there someday and live right next door to my sister (and more importantly, her pool)), we can move to California! Ok.. so Florida, Mom, and then California."
He's got it all planned out... I hate to be the one to tell him that there is no way I'm moving to California just to establish residency for him to be a contestant on a show that will likely be off the air by then anyway.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Amazing Grace
Just posting a wonderful worship song... a nice spin on a classic hymn. Have a great day everyone!
Friday, August 6, 2010
Today's Chuckle
Chris was invited to a birthday party today at Chuck E Cheese's... my former pastor used to joke that the concept of Chuck E. Cheese came from the pit of hell -- a room of screaming kids where all you do is watch them go insane for a few hours and willingly give them money to do so. Anyway, Chris was so young the last time we went there, that he didn't remember any of it so he was really looking forward to going today.
Now, the closest Chuck E Cheese is easily 45 minutes away (which, I have concluded, is a good thing. During the whole drive all I heard was "How far to Chuckie Jesus? How far to Chuckie Jesus?" I said Christopher, it's Chuck E Cheese.. not Chuckie Jesus.. He didn't believe me until he saw the sign. It was truly a good laugh.
Now, the closest Chuck E Cheese is easily 45 minutes away (which, I have concluded, is a good thing. During the whole drive all I heard was "How far to Chuckie Jesus? How far to Chuckie Jesus?" I said Christopher, it's Chuck E Cheese.. not Chuckie Jesus.. He didn't believe me until he saw the sign. It was truly a good laugh.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Sunday
So, yesterday turned into an interesting day. We arrived home from church and I had just sat down to finish watching a movie when I noticed what looked like a dark spot on our carpet in the area between our living room and dining room. At first I thought maybe Chris had spilled something so I went over to investigate. It was about a 12 inch area that was wet. I asked Chris and he said he hadn't been over in that area... his thought was that maybe my husband's shoes were wet when he came inside. We had a ton or rain that day, but I knew that was not likely since we always take our shoes off when we come inside the house. So, as I am standing there investigating the spot, a drop of water lands on my head. That can't be good... I look up and sure enough there is a 12 inch area of water droplets on the ceiling sheetrock. We are standing directly below the bathroom. Then I notice another, smaller area in the ceiling that has water droplets on it as well.
This is the part where I become thankful... what? Thankful.. Yes, thankful. You see, I was supposed to be in Dallas, but I was home instead. My husband was home. We weren't on vacation somewhere. We had caught this early. Not only that, but God puts people in our lives for a reason. My good friend's husband is a general contractor... who happened to be home and able to come right over with his truck and tools. He was able to get the sheetrock down, and we have a plan in place for fixing the problem. (Believe it or not a neighbor had a similar problem so we have to recaulk the bathroom!) So, I was thankful - even though this is an inconvenience... God still takes care of us.
Here's a picture of what our living room/dining room looks like now. And how was your Sunday?
This is the part where I become thankful... what? Thankful.. Yes, thankful. You see, I was supposed to be in Dallas, but I was home instead. My husband was home. We weren't on vacation somewhere. We had caught this early. Not only that, but God puts people in our lives for a reason. My good friend's husband is a general contractor... who happened to be home and able to come right over with his truck and tools. He was able to get the sheetrock down, and we have a plan in place for fixing the problem. (Believe it or not a neighbor had a similar problem so we have to recaulk the bathroom!) So, I was thankful - even though this is an inconvenience... God still takes care of us.
Here's a picture of what our living room/dining room looks like now. And how was your Sunday?
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Picnic In the Park
We decided to go on a spur of the moment picnic on Saturday. Living here in the mountains of western New Jersey, there is no lack of State Parks to choose from. So, we made some sandwiches, grabbed some drinks, snacks, picnic basket and blanket and took off on our adventure. We had done this one other time and had a great time down by the Delaware Water Gap. This time we wanted to stay a little closer to home. So, we picked a state park that is just about 20 minutes from our home. The mountain is so beautiful... incredible views!
So, we pulled into the deserted parking lot, saw about 7 - 10 picnic tables in this little clearing and that was about it. There was a little shed which looked way too small to even be a bathroom and absolutely not another soul around other than the 3 of us. I was feeling a little uneasy for no good reason at all. Maybe it's the New Yorker... you know.. going into "foreign" territory (aka a park) puts my entire body on full alert. (If I was in a NYC subway by contrast, I probably would have been fine - go figure!). Anyway, we walk over with all our gear to the picnic tables only to be greeted with a sign that was bolted down to the corner of the table. In big bold letters it said " YOU ARE IN BEAR COUNTRY!" There were 3 or 4 sentences underneath it that I didn't even bother to read... You had me at "Bear Country". Now, this wasn't a news flash.. there have been bear sightings in my own neighborhood and one was killed by a car last week not far from where we live. But do I want to have to eat my sandwich with the fear that Yogi is going to come scampering out of the wilderness to join me? No thank you. So, Steve & I looked at each other, grabbed our things and explained to Chris that we were going to have a different kind of picnic. (Thank God I have a husband who is from the city like me who understands what my limits are!)
Back to the mini van we walked. I opened the back, readjusted the chairs so that the back row of seats folded down to a flat surface, laid out our blanket and set up our picnic... that's right.. in the minivan... with the back hatch/door closed shut. It was like being in the park without having to BE IN THE PARK. It even smelled like the park because when we arrived at the park, I had doused each of us with OFF to make sure that the mosquitoes didn't attack us. We were prepared LOL.
We enjoyed a nice lunch while watching Toy Story 2 on my son's video player. I personally had one eye on the player and one eye watching out for Yogi. Although Yogi was not spotted during our time there.. I had a feeling he was close by (I watched too many horror movies in my youth).
Not sure we'll be going on a picnic anytime soon...well.. maybe at the beach.
So, we pulled into the deserted parking lot, saw about 7 - 10 picnic tables in this little clearing and that was about it. There was a little shed which looked way too small to even be a bathroom and absolutely not another soul around other than the 3 of us. I was feeling a little uneasy for no good reason at all. Maybe it's the New Yorker... you know.. going into "foreign" territory (aka a park) puts my entire body on full alert. (If I was in a NYC subway by contrast, I probably would have been fine - go figure!). Anyway, we walk over with all our gear to the picnic tables only to be greeted with a sign that was bolted down to the corner of the table. In big bold letters it said " YOU ARE IN BEAR COUNTRY!" There were 3 or 4 sentences underneath it that I didn't even bother to read... You had me at "Bear Country". Now, this wasn't a news flash.. there have been bear sightings in my own neighborhood and one was killed by a car last week not far from where we live. But do I want to have to eat my sandwich with the fear that Yogi is going to come scampering out of the wilderness to join me? No thank you. So, Steve & I looked at each other, grabbed our things and explained to Chris that we were going to have a different kind of picnic. (Thank God I have a husband who is from the city like me who understands what my limits are!)
Back to the mini van we walked. I opened the back, readjusted the chairs so that the back row of seats folded down to a flat surface, laid out our blanket and set up our picnic... that's right.. in the minivan... with the back hatch/door closed shut. It was like being in the park without having to BE IN THE PARK. It even smelled like the park because when we arrived at the park, I had doused each of us with OFF to make sure that the mosquitoes didn't attack us. We were prepared LOL.
We enjoyed a nice lunch while watching Toy Story 2 on my son's video player. I personally had one eye on the player and one eye watching out for Yogi. Although Yogi was not spotted during our time there.. I had a feeling he was close by (I watched too many horror movies in my youth).
Not sure we'll be going on a picnic anytime soon...well.. maybe at the beach.
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