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Our homeschool group went on a field trip to the local fire station. It was a blast. I was thinking that this would've been an awesome one in the summer time. What do you think?
Honey and Pumpkin declined to participate. We had attended a tour at this fire station a few years ago and it was BORING. This one was not, however. I was pleasantly surprised. The guy was very patient and answered everyone's questions patiently. The only stressor for me was the roving hands of these children. Lots of curious children.
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You'll be relieved to know that the weather has warmed up to its normal temperatures. I am very glad. My skin is not as itchy although there's nothing to be done for my dry, cracked hands. There's a bit of moisture in the air so we're not shocking each other constantly. And, because the weather has warmed up, the new coats for the older two children arrived. Of course.
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We had Ditch and Stitch tonight at my house. I was wondering how the children would do having to be in their rooms until bedtime, but they did really well. We'll continue to have it at my house until Ben returns from Afghanistan. It sure forces me to clean house. That's a good thing.
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The children have moved on to the next "holiday" which is St. Valentine's Day. Our homeschool group has a party after daily mass on the Friday before. This year we are lucky that St. Valentine's Day falls before Lent starts. Whew! That means I can have chocolate. Sister wants to make her own cards. I hope she doesn't pick something too complicated. I'm going to have to find some ideas on the internet.
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I'm tired, but it's self-induced. I'm a night owl by nature but I do make an effort to go to sleep at a reasonable hour. For some reason whenever Ben is gone, I stay up later. I don't know why. I just do. I need to make myself go to bed by 11. It hasn't been happening. It's not good when I don't get a good night's sleep.
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To go along with number 4; I'm trying to get up at an earlier time. I need to get some things done before the kids get up like showering. Doing things before they are up will help me not to feel so rushed in the mornings. Then I can slowly wake up my boy who needs at least 20 minutes to wake up. My ideal is to wake up early enough to exercise which would help with getting some good prayer time in. Then shower, and start the day. I'll let you know how it goes. I've been trying to do this for 2 years now and haven't succeeded.
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I don't know what's wrong with me, but I haven't taken hardly any pictures. I need to so I can post them for Ben.
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This is a tough time for me. A certain anniversary is coming up and I'm feeling sad.
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Our patron saints for 2010:
Me: St. Andrew Corsini
Brother: St. Maximillian Kolbe
Sister: St. Christina
Honey: The Eighteen Holy Martyrs of Saragossa
Pumpkin: St. Jovita
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Today was a better day. I made sure to get up earlier than I normally do. It helped me by putting me in a better frame of mind.
I don't know why it worked.
Maybe I was making more of an effort to be a milder, gentler mother.
I did fail in one thing today though. Brother has joined the Squires. I thought their meetings were on the 3rd Sundays of the month. I was wrong. It's the 2nd Sunday. I will blame the one who is not here for giving me the wrong information <wink>.
We spent some time with a dear friend; playing, watching a movie, making pizzas (and eating, of course). I always feel so calm after a visit with Emily. Thank you, dear friend for having us over. And, Cookie made the most delicious cupcakes (she has a birthday tomorrow).
I'm trying. I know I need to give myself a break, but for me, it's a fine line between giving myself a break and giving myself an excuse. Thank you all for your lovely, uplifting comments.
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Part of it is my fault. I lingered too long in the warm comfy bed. Then we had rush out of the house. My children don't do rushed very well.
Well, actually, I think it's all my fault. My children are acting like children. Bickering. Over every little thing. It's been this way since Ben left. I've let it bother me quite a bit today.
Ballet was a chore for me. The children were not in the best of moods. But, I'm sitting here wondering if it isn't because of me. Maybe I need to set the tone so they'd feel better. Maybe I need to let the littlest one sit in my lap no matter how uncomfortable she makes it. Maybe then she'd feel better. You know, fill her love tank.
One of the biggest things I ever learned from Father Corapi is that love is sacrifice. It sure is hard, this constant dying to self…
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I've taken all the ornaments off our tree, unwound the lights, and dragged the tree, tree stand and all, out the back door. Let me just say there were lots and lots of needles on the carpet and tile. However, the ornaments have not been put away. I'll get to it eventually.
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I'm cold.
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The living room is starting to get neater and neater. I feel so much better about it. It had been taking so much time to clean and organize. Putting a lot of the Christmas decorations away cleared things up quite a bit.
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I'm cold.
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We are starting get into the groove of this deployment. The hardest time is after dinner until bedtime. This is the witching hour. This is the time when Ben would take over with the children so I could get some quiet and clean the kitchen. There ends up being too much yelling. I'm failing quite a bit in one of my resolutions: speak in gentle tones.
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I'm cold.
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And, this is why. Aren't I in central Texas?
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Humility is taking a day in PJs so your children could rest. Taking the day and not leaving until later so your youngest can sleep in and get over her cough. Then at 2pm when we regularly schedule play practice at our house, two families show up. To see you in pajamas. To see the house littered with storage boxes in the process of being packed up with Christmas decorations.
That's a serious dose of humility.
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I took pictures of her daughter on her First Holy Communion. I'm having trouble sending it to her via email so I'm posting so she can have a glimpse.
These are completely undoctored as I couldn't find the one I had edited.
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