Archive for March 2010


March 27, 2010

I guess I never posted about Vaughn’s leg…

He was complaining about his leg being sore.  Jamie and I wrote it off to growing pains because Lucy used to get them all the time.

He went to spend the night at mom’s house for a couple of nights and came back limping.  Took him to the doctor and had x-rays and bloodwork done.  They found nothing.  Took him home and by the end of the night he was refusing to walk on it because it hurt.  He also was waking up from sleep screaming that his leg hurt.

Dr. office was closed the next day.  He stayed home from school and didn’t walk on it at all.  Continued to complain it hurt.

Friday he seemed to be doing a little better.  The nurse returned my call from the day before and said to bring him in.  Took him in to see an Orthopedic Surgeon and he was diagnosed with Toxic Synovitis.  It’s an arthritis-like feeling that can occur from a Trauma to the joints…like brothers jumping on his leg or him jumping or falling off his bunk bed.  Not sure what happened.  But was told to give him motrin every 8 hours for a week.  About 2 weeks later he was still limping…but 3-4 weeks later now and he is doing much better.



March 27, 2010

Lucy asked…

“Can anyone just write a book?  Or do you have to ask the President?”


March 27, 2010

Some recent comments to me from Gracie:

“You are sweeter than Caramel Corn.”

“I love you so much.  You look like an angel.”

“I love you so much that I just want to squeeze you.”  Then she squealed with excitement.

Love just pours from this child….

Seek Him.

March 16, 2010

Two different sources…one similar message.   Seek Him.

Though I pour out blessings upon you always, some of My richest blessing have to be actively sought.  Matthew 7:7

I love those who love me, and those who look for me with much desire will find me.  Proverbs 8:17

Hearts at Home

March 16, 2010

Last weekend I went to a Hearts at Home Conference with my sister.  It was my fourth or fifth in 7 years.

Even thinking about it brings me to tears because I’ve never been to one of the HAH conferences that spoke to me the way this one did.  The Conferce theme was “Mom’s the Word”.  The theme was about how mom’s use their words and how we plant seeds with everything that comes out of our mouths.  And how we can start fires in the lives of those we love. 

I found myself in tears many times.  I get so tired being a mom.  Continually sacrificing my own needs for those of my children.  I’m not trying to sound vain or like a hero…because all of us moms do it…not just me.  But when I signed up to be a mom…the picture in my head looked so much prettier.  Me reading classic book to my sweet children who were piled in my lap.  Us running a meadow full of dandelions.   Laughing, smiling siblings who love each other and never fight.   But as every mom out there knows…that’s not what it’s really like.  I get tired.  Exhausted.  And recently I’ve gotten into a pattern of yelling or speaking out of anger at my children. 

This conference gave me renewed energy.  A sense of peace.  Calmness.  And a renewed passion for Jesus. 

Normally – it lasts 24 hours.  This time…I”m going on 72 and still feel the strength and encouragement from the weekend.


March 16, 2010

After church, the kids piled into the van.  I stopped the three boys as I realized they each had fistfuls of rocks from the parking lot landscaping.  I asked the boys to throw their rocks out the door…we can not take them with us.  They all started throwing them out the door…all trying to keep just one.  Vaughn’s eyes were filling with tears as he desperately grasped his last rock. 

Vaughn…we can’t take it.  It’s stealing.  If we take that rock, we are stealing from God’s house.  Just think…if every single person took just one rock, there wouldn’t be any pretty rocks for us to look at when we come to church.  Do you want to steal from God’s house?

With tears he handed the rock over.  I started to shut the door so I could pick up all the rocks on the ground and put them back when I heard…”Mommy wait!”  I turned around…and there was Lucy – extended arm, hand full of rocks.

Lucy asked:

March 12, 2010

What does it mean when you hold up just your middle finger and not your other fingers?