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The Drums

I know some of you think we are crazy for getting a musical instrument for our preschooler. A very loud musical instrument. He would have had them last year if Mr. Price didn’t put his foot down. Thankfully he came around this year and agreed to let me get a drum kit for our boy.

Abram “plays the drums” on everything and talks about wanting to play the big drums when he gets older so naturally I wanted to help cultivate the musical side of my son, even if it meant a few disturbances here and there…

Today, Abram was up in his room practicing his drums to his favorite song. He had the song on repeat and played it over and over, each time I could here him picking up a different rhythm or trying to figure out how to play a combination he was hearing. This made me start to cry.

Why did I cry? Like, Literally cry?  I started to cry because I prayed for this.

While I was pregnant with both of my children, I prayed very specific things for them. Some things were physical, some prayers included interests and personality traits. I prayed that both of my children would be musical. I prayed that Lucy would particularly be gifted in singing and Abram instrumentally. Now I am not sure about Lucy (It’s not lookin’ good) but I can say that I definitely can see a love for instruments in Abram. He’s four, he is definitely not good yet, but I can see his passion da diligence to learn.

I always cry when I see my prayers answered in my children. It reminds me that God hears our prayers, even the really little ones deep down in our heart that we don’t think is so important. God listens, he hears, he answers. Now, he doesn’t always answer the way we would hope, or as soon as we would hope, but he does answer. [I am still waiting for my Whitney Houston voice and Ryan is still waiting to turn into a Monkey for a day (true story).]

Our children could have turned out any way He wanted them to, but that fact that God took my hearts desires into consideration, I am grateful. And thankful. And I feel loved and cared for because I know that someone is always listening and always there, even when I feel alone. Sure, I really hoped that my prayers would be answered, and I would have been fine if they weren’t, but this one prayer was, and, I use a lot of commas. <wink>

So anyway, today while he was up in his room doin his thing, I tried to sneak a few pictures and videos because I thought it was so sweet. Apparently I am not that stealthy because he caught me right away.


PS. Everyone has rooms that look like this, right?

PPS. When can I stop buying Goodnights?!




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Hello. It’s me! Janet, wife to Ryan. Mother to Lucy and Abram and a half Mother to a cool Exchange Student named Anton. Just thought I would leave a refresher since I’ve been missing and you probably have forgotten about me.

So, what’s been going on? I have been losing my mind over here. Not that things have been super stressful, or, maybe they have, I don’t remember. Every day just comes and goes.  I wake up looking forward to bed time. That sounds depressing reading it on paper. Eh, on screen. It’s not bad. I’m just busy and tired. Aren’t we all?

I thought things would be easier with Lucy in School full-time but, actually I am busier! I live by the schedule. And, I look back at my days and literally have no idea what I did. Well I do, but it doesn’t sound like much.

Topic change.

So, once I turned 30, everything started going down hill. If you haven’t turned 30 yet, get ready! If you have turned 30, you can relate. If you have turned 30 and nothing has happened to you… well, good for you. For example; pimples. I have never had so many pimples in my life. I never went through the weird teenage skin phase, and now, I am even more grateful that I didn’t. Another thing, my MEMORY! What?! I have always prided myself on my amazing recollection of unnecessary information and now, I literally can’t recall half of the things in my brain. Ugh. I hate it!! Lastly, (not really lastly, but just at the top of the 30 board) Pre-midlife crisis! What? Who am I? What is my purpose? What is my direction? Am I good at anything? Blah. Blah. Blah. Why?


Well, my little just woke up and I have to get ready to pick up my big.

Hopefully, I will have some more time to write in the near future. And, if you think about it, this Hyperthyroidism thing (hashtag 30) keeps me DoWn a lot during my free-time, so, if I am feeling better, I can write more. And, that would be awesome.

Love to all of you! Thanks for reading!





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I’m Two and Kind of Terrible

Abram (2)

Hello. I’m Abram. Aren’t I cute? Yeah, I know. I know how to work it.

Do you like my shirt? I prefer to wear clothes that only have balls on them. My Mom tries to get me to wear other types of clothing (you know, like stripes or shirts with words- yuck!) but I give her a fit until she finds something I like.

You know what else I like to do? Eat. I love to eat. I am always “hungey”. My Mom tries to get me to eat healthy stuff but I refuse to eat until she finally gives me cereal. It would have been a whole lot easier on her if she had just given me what I wanted in the first place!

My Mom, I love that lady. In fact, I love her so much that when other kids (like my Sister) try to play with her or sit on her lap, I push them off or yell and cry until there is room for me. I know she is great and all but she is all MINE! Well, except when she tries to put clothes on me… then I run from her.

Oh man. This is the funniest thing. I just figured out how to shoot snot out of my nose. My Mom HATES it when I do that. If I really want to make her mad, after she like, makes me put on my seat belt or tells me “no”, I just snot everywhere. It’s awesome.

I hate the Dr. My Mom tried to take me there to get a check-up (why do I need a check-up? I’m Fine!). OH NO! I was not having it! I know what they do there. They like, take my temperature and like, make me stand on this thing that tell my Mom how much food I’ve been eating. Don’t worry, I figured out how to get out of there right quick. I basically just scream and cry and yell and shake and kick and yell until everyone leaves me alone. I thought it was a good idea but my Mom was NOT happy! She told Dad that he had to take me to the Dr. from now on. I guess I should have thought that one through.

The girls in my house can’t understand why I like to beat things up so much. I mean, who doesn’t like a good fight? Why would God make me so strong if I wasn’t allowed to hit anyone? They don’t get it.

Also, I met this girl. She’s pretty cool I guess. Her name is Anna. She likes to build Snowmen and ride bikes around the hallway. That is so cool. Mom doesn’t let me see her that much even though I ask her everyday. That’s okay. I have a recording of her singing that I get to listen to in the car when I “do a good job”… whatever that means. She’s my favorite.

You know what else is my favorite? Fish! I just turned two and my Mom and Dad took me to the big place that has all of the fish. You know, where Nemo lives! I love it there! They have BIG SHARKS!  And Nemo! Please Mom… I want to “SEE FISH”!

I better go now. My Sister wants me to go jump on the bed with her. I might go chase the dog. Oooo, maybe I will go sneak some goldfish. Or sneak my binky out of my bed. Or poop. Who knows, I can do whatever I want! I run this joint!

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Do we always like our kids?

photoI was talking with a friend of mine who is having a hard time parenting her 18 month old son. She says to me: “I feel like such a bad Mom; I do not always like my Son. He is very difficult to deal with and is always yelling and screaming. When I get on Facebook, everyone loves being a Mother and loves having children- I just do not feel that way”.

Well, she is not alone, is she ladies? I know that I am not out of line in saying that this is a VERY common feeling! I have been there these past few weeks myself. Parenting is HARD! Being a Mom is hard. No doubt about it. Sure, there are seasons of parenting that are easier than others, but as a whole, this is the hardest job in town.

I know it is super easy to get caught up in the “I am a terrible Mom” mindset. Especially when we are comparing ourselves to the “Highlight Reel” of “Super Mom’s” on Facebook and Instagram. Be assured, there is no such thing. Often times, the pictures I post on social media are the only joyful moments of the day! The rest of the time when I am not posting pictures, I am cleaning  dried up food off of the walls and disciplining a little boy who can’t seem to grasp the idea that hitting his Sister with a bat is a bad thing.

To the Mom who is chasing after aggressive and energetic boys, or arguing with a strong-willed daughter, or a Mom who has a new baby who won’t stop crying and never sleeps… You are normal. This is normal. We are in this together. We WILL get through it! We will. It gets better.

Take a deep breath. It will all be okay. It will. We will.

I love my kids. Do I always like my kids? Sometimes, no. But I do want to be the best Mother I can be and love these little gremlins even when I feel they are not worthy of being loved for the moment.

Are you with me?

We are Mom’s! We have the greatest most important job in the world. It is not always easy. We are never going to be perfect. BUT, it is SO worth it.

We can’t do it alone so go call someone. Pray. Go on a date. Drop that kid off at Grandma’s!  Take a nap. Put on a darn movie (Do it I won’t think any less of you).


And that, is my trying to encourage the weary Mom. Do you feel encouraged? <wink>



“For I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength.” Philippians 4:13

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18 Months and All Boy!

abe n lu

My Baby boy is now officially a year and a half.  What a snuggler!!! Great sleeper. Lots of energy. Strong willed. I love him.

Abram is pretty challenging because he is into everything… and I am not used to that. He is adventurous, daring and fearless. He is quick (super quick) and smart. How does one think to do such things? I need a nap.

He eats all day. All. Day. Long. He is constantly sneaking cereal and goldfish and drawing my attention to the snack cabinets. I do not understand. You just finished eating breakfast. Three eggs and toast and milk did not fill you up?

Abram is weighing in at 27 pounds, which is only in the 50%. There is only a three or four pound difference between he and Lucy. He is  in the 95% for height (34ish inches I think?). His Doctor calls him “long and lean”.

Some of Abram’s favorite things include: eating, dancing, Lucy,  playing with balls, eating, taking baths, balloons and wrestling.

Abram does not like being told to sit (or having to sit), reading books, cold lunch meat, having his diaper changed or getting dressed (basically anything that means he has to be still for a period of time).

Abram’s favorite songs are the “Itsy Bitsy Spider” and “If You’re Happy and You Know It”.

His favorite foods are goldfish, eggs and anything that I am eating.

Oh yeah, I wanted to include a few words he is saying just for my own records. Though not quite all clear, He is talking more and more. He practically tries to repeat everything I say which is pretty cute. Of course, he still prefers to call me Janet instead of Mom, though I have heard him say “Ma” recently. Daddy, Apple, Lucy, Pretzel, Cup, Up, Down, Cheese, Cereal, Pop (for lolly-pop) and Eat are some of his frequently used vocabulary words. Say it with me: “I love Mom, she is my favorite!”.

When I was pregnant with Abram I used to pray very specific things for him (he and Lucy both). It is exciting for me to see him growing in the very areas that I specifically prayed. For example- I prayed that he would be gifted athletically and  I have seen natural ability, talent and interest in all kinds of sporty activities (just ask Ryan, he is very proud!). I prayed that he would have a passion or gifting in music (preferably with an instrument). He definitely enjoys music whether it be dancing, singing or playing on our drums. Lastly, as his name means “Leader of Nations”, I prayed that he would be a leader. A Humble leader, one who leads by example and stands firm to his convictions (spiritually and relationally).  Unfortunately, the only leadership qualities I have noticed in him is that he does whatever the heck he wants! Ha-Ha. That’s not true. He likes to lead prayers at the dinner table.  ;0)

18 Months of smiles and gray hairs. I wouldn’t change a minute of it!

(Well, maybe you could just calm down a notch on the aggression!)

Love ya!

cheese handsome


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14 Months. What?!

don't worry, it's plastic

[don’t worry, its plastic.]

My little boy is 14 months old. Goodness me. I can’t believe it.

I love my snuggly, crazy, adventurous, funny boy.

Abram, you LOVE your sister. Love her. She makes you laugh and smile all the time and you love being around her. She loves you too. You are the only “baby” she likes to share and play with. She does not prefer that you go into her room but we worked out a deal that allows you entry on occasion.

You also really love your Dog. It is very funny that Mosley lays around and pretty much just lets you roll all over him. You like to hug and snuggle him and I can tell that the two of you have a very special bond. I don’t love Mosley as much as you do so you are the only reason we still have him.

You still love food. Love it. You eat all day long. All day. I don’t have enough food to feed you so you don’t eat as healthy as Lucy did. Sorry! But, don’t worry, you are a boy so those things wont effect you the same way. Hey, at least you’re being fed! Despite the fact that you only have four teeth, your favorite foods include string cheese, eggs, grapes and pasta. And you drink about a gallon of Almond Milk a week.

You have recently started freestyle dancing which is really fun and your favorite songs is “If You’re Happy and You Know It”. You like to jump, play catch (all the time), ruin rolls of toilet paper, take baths (though lately you have pooped during every single bath so I stopped bathing you :P), ride on Daddy’s shoulders, climb up slides and climb out of the grocery cart. Needless to say, you are a handful. Thank God you take awesome naps.

I love you for taking naps.

You don’t sit still long enough to have a favorite book yet but you do like to pull them off of the book shelf.

You have the best smile and giggle. People will probably make fun of you for the way you laugh one day but I think it’s great. It is very easy to make you smile.

You have been walking officially now for exactly a month. You have recently mastered climbing down the steps though you have been climbing up them for quite a while.

You are saying just a few words so far and “Ma-Ma” is NOT one of them. Anytime Buddy. Really. Lucy told me you have said it before but I didn’t hear it so it doesn’t count.

So, my little pookie, I love you. Your smile and snuggles make the most stressful days worth while. I can’t wait to see all of the things God has planned for you. I love your smooshy cheeks. I love your chunky thighs. I love how excited you get to see your Daddy. I love watching you squeal for joy when you see your sister. Your love for others is infectious and one of the things God is teaching me through you. Along with growing me in patience. And teaching me how to continually put the needs of others before my own . Darn it.

I love you forever!

Say it with me: “MA-MA!”


PS. You stink.


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Abram: 9 Months

9 mo

My Son,

Oh how I love your chubby little cheeks full of dimples. You are the cutest little thing ever. Well, you are not so little, but you are cute. I mean, you are little because you are a baby, but you are kind of big. Whatever. You know what I mean.

What can I say. Let me start with this… you were the easiest infant ever. Then, you grew up and now you are all boy. We should have named you Hoover or Dyson or Oreck because you put EVERYTHING in your mouth. You put things in your mouth that I didn’t even knew existed. We could have also named you Godzilla since you crawl over, under, around and through everything. You also pull up and climb onto everything. You are a natural boy at heart… I hear they do these types of things. You sure do keep me on my toes, but I love it. It keeps my mind off of eating. =)

Some of your favorite things include taking wagon rides, eating, sleeping, your little musical table thing that you can pull up on and push buttons, the dog bone which is really disgusting, seeing your Dad when he gets home from work, Lucy, balls and successfully getting into the bathroom trashcan.

You also are clapping, signing “more” at the dinner table and growling. I would also like to reveal that you are quite the ladies man. Some of your favorite “ladies” these days include your soon-to-be Aunt Jaclyn, Ms. Ashley and Your Mama (naturally). By favorite I mean, you easily will reach for them, snuggle on them and allow them to rock you to sleep. Such behavior is not natural as I have mentioned before, you are quite the busy boy.

You FINALLY got yourself some teeth. It only took 8 1/2 months. Don’t worry- that hasn’t stopped you from devouring every kind of food I put on your plate. Once you started eating solid foods, your true independent personality made its appearance. For three months, you would not allow anyone to hand feed you without screaming and throwing a fit. Needless to say you went straight to solid foods with no problem. So far, your favorite things to eat include meat (any kind), pancakes and broccoli.

You absolutely LOVE your sister. Watching the two of you play together makes my heart melt. When she is around she is the only person you want to be with. She loves you. She makes you laugh. You are the only person she likes to share with and if she and I go out by ourselves, she always wishes you were there with us. You are one lucky boy. I only pray that the relationship between the two of you stays this strong forever.

Thank you for being an amazing sleeper. Minus when you are teething and the week you kept flipping over in your sleep and woke up screaming in anger every two hours. I don’t know what all of that was about but let’s try not to do that again.

You are starting to give kisses. They are super slobbery but they are super sweet and I will take a slobbery open-mouthed kiss from you any day of the week.

I love you with all of my heart. I can’t wait to see what little surprises you have in store for us these coming months. Crazy kid.

<muAh. muAh. hug. butt pinch. kiss. squeeze.>


abe n lu 9 mo



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