"It's a new day mom." Jaden says as we slowly walk down the stairs from our apartment.
Jaden has the most amazing way of seeing a movie or show one time and then using phrases and lines from the movie in her everyday life. The line about it being a new day is from a cute cartoon movie titled "Chicken Little". We all remember the book about Chicken Little right? Freaked out chicken running around like crazy in a big ole heap all becasue an acorn fell off a tree and hit him in the head. I remember reading the book as a youngster and thinking how silly this chicken was. To this day when people get all freaked out I refer to them as chicken little. I actually have a co-worker that I only refer to as chicken little because of his over the top panicky nature.
In the movie, Chicken Little's dad does his best to encourage the Little chicken after his massive acorn panic attack has brought on nothing but embarrassment. This confused and humiliated chicken has to start a new school year with the shame of the acorn incident over his head. His dad says "Its a new day son." All through the movie Chicken Little tells himself "its a new day" to encourage himself.
Of course now Jaden uses this phrase in context as we take our 15 minute trip from the front door to the car.
To her though, "its a new day mom". She was encouraging me. And herself. How sweat. When you stop to think about it, she needs that encouragement each day. We all do.
I cant imagine the every day struggles that present themselves to a three year old. Their whole world is so much bigger than ours. Jaden has to go to school and be part of a group of kids. Bullies, teachers that may only see half of an argument and not know who started it, snack time...who do you sit with? Nap time...maybe your not sleepy but you have to lay quietly anyhow. Or maybe your blanket doesn't smell like home anymore because its late in the week and the smell has worn off.
The playground. We all remember those days if we stop and think real hard.
Jaden is entering a new age. A new school age. Clicks and bullies begin to take form. Teasing and defiance. How does she make her way in all this?
"It's a new day mom." That's how she does it. My little buggie. She needs encouragement every morning now more than ever.
She is doing so good. I think I am the chicken Little. I don't like to hear that Monica took Jadens hello kitty hair clip or that Lauren didn't want to sit at her table at snack time. It breaks my heart to hear it. On the other hand I hear all about her new friends Jenica and Aurora and how they played butterflies at recess under the big tree. Life is full of its highs and lows and I guess from the minute we are born we start experiencing them.
To anybody who thinks they are having a rough day, stop and think about all the little ones out there growing up and learning about life today. Think of the times ahead of them and do your part to be a positive and encouraging piece of their life. Anyway you can.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
What's the hurry Mom?
Okay, so Jaden. She is a peach.
She is also a snail when it comes to getting out the door.
This girl takes soooo long to do anything. Follow me into this morning...
4:20am alarm clock goes off.I get up and wish it were Saturday.
I work out. Yes, I work out. 20 minutes of pain and agony that I hate every morning but am so glad I did when its all said and done.
Then I shower.
Here is where the fun begins.
I wake up Jaden around 5:00am. So, I go rub her little back that has crept into my bed as per usual and say in a soothing voice"Jaden its time wake up the sunshine."
Nothing.
So I go and put on the tea pot for my morning constitutional tea and news.
After the tea whistles I go in again."Jaden time to get up sweetie."
Still nothing. At this point I double check her nose to make sure she is still alive as she is a heavy sleeper.Shes breathing good. Good.
"WAKE UP JADEN!"
nothing.
Amazed I stand there next to my bed. Full dressed, hair in rollers, make up on. Only thing slowing me down now is a 42 pound morning sloth.
I pull the covers down. She pulls them up, rolls over and the butt is as high in the air as it can be.
I pull the covers down again and tickle her.
She did not like this. She sat straight up and in the most serious voice says to me
"Mooooom, what is the hurry?! Don't you see I am trying to sleep. I am still tired from my dreaming stories."
With that she lays back down and starts to nestle into her "cozy spot" as we call it.
Well Finally I got her up and managed to feed her, dress, her and do something that resembled a braid in her hair. Did we get out the door on time?
Nope.
When I was running to the car did she follow in haste?
Nope.Just scooting along picking flowers.(picking flowers is Jadens M.O, she is notorious for picking Flowers from any garden, any time at anyplace. Grave stones, restaurants, other peoples houses, she has no fear. She will take the flowers.)
Anyhow. I wish I could live in her mind for a while. No deadlines, no reason to rush. Just take my sweet time and pick the flowers.
She is also a snail when it comes to getting out the door.
This girl takes soooo long to do anything. Follow me into this morning...
4:20am alarm clock goes off.I get up and wish it were Saturday.
I work out. Yes, I work out. 20 minutes of pain and agony that I hate every morning but am so glad I did when its all said and done.
Then I shower.
Here is where the fun begins.
I wake up Jaden around 5:00am. So, I go rub her little back that has crept into my bed as per usual and say in a soothing voice"Jaden its time wake up the sunshine."
Nothing.
So I go and put on the tea pot for my morning constitutional tea and news.
After the tea whistles I go in again."Jaden time to get up sweetie."
Still nothing. At this point I double check her nose to make sure she is still alive as she is a heavy sleeper.Shes breathing good. Good.
"WAKE UP JADEN!"
nothing.
Amazed I stand there next to my bed. Full dressed, hair in rollers, make up on. Only thing slowing me down now is a 42 pound morning sloth.
I pull the covers down. She pulls them up, rolls over and the butt is as high in the air as it can be.
I pull the covers down again and tickle her.
She did not like this. She sat straight up and in the most serious voice says to me
"Mooooom, what is the hurry?! Don't you see I am trying to sleep. I am still tired from my dreaming stories."
With that she lays back down and starts to nestle into her "cozy spot" as we call it.
Well Finally I got her up and managed to feed her, dress, her and do something that resembled a braid in her hair. Did we get out the door on time?
Nope.
When I was running to the car did she follow in haste?
Nope.Just scooting along picking flowers.(picking flowers is Jadens M.O, she is notorious for picking Flowers from any garden, any time at anyplace. Grave stones, restaurants, other peoples houses, she has no fear. She will take the flowers.)
Anyhow. I wish I could live in her mind for a while. No deadlines, no reason to rush. Just take my sweet time and pick the flowers.
God is so Good
This is a song tha really speaks to my heart anytime I hear it. Its the top video in the bar to the right.
I justt wanted to share it with everybody. Lately I have been searching for so many things and this song just reminds me that I dont need to search very hard. I dont need to put so much pressure on myslef because I am in God's hands.We are all in His hands.
Tenth Avenue North - By Your SideFrom the album Over And Underneath
Why are you striving these days?
Why are you trying to earn grace?
Why are you crying?
Let me lift up your face Just don't turn awayWhy are you looking for love?
Why are you still searching?
As if I'm not enough?
To where will you go child, Tell me where will you run?
To where will you run?
Chorus:
Cause I'll be by your side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
Please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
Look at these hands, at my side They swallowed the grave, on that night
When I drank the world's sin So I could carry you in And give you life
I justt wanted to share it with everybody. Lately I have been searching for so many things and this song just reminds me that I dont need to search very hard. I dont need to put so much pressure on myslef because I am in God's hands.We are all in His hands.
Tenth Avenue North - By Your SideFrom the album Over And Underneath
Why are you striving these days?
Why are you trying to earn grace?
Why are you crying?
Let me lift up your face Just don't turn awayWhy are you looking for love?
Why are you still searching?
As if I'm not enough?
To where will you go child, Tell me where will you run?
To where will you run?
Chorus:
Cause I'll be by your side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
Please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
Look at these hands, at my side They swallowed the grave, on that night
When I drank the world's sin So I could carry you in And give you life
Friday, November 21, 2008
This one makes it all worth it.
You ever notice that when you try to take life into your own hands and out of Gods, that you only mess it up? Well I just got back into God's hands and even though its hard to trust that everything is going to be okay I know deep down inside that everything is going to be okay.The Lord Promises that he will never give us more than we can handle. I believe that. I think though that he means he would never give us more than He can handle...as long as we stay in Him we can handle anything. But boy when we step out and try to make things happen on our own; trust me you cant handle it.
I just read Psalm 91:4 "His Faithful Promises are your armor and protection."
God never breaks a promise. Everything he said He would do he has and everything He says he will do I don't doubt it. SO why cant I apply that to my own life? Faithful Promises are my armor and protection. The entire Bible is full of God's promises all I have to do is accept them. Armor and protection against anything.
I know this is just rambling. Its been a weird month and I have really had to call on God. Just like anybody else I have so many wants and desires and hopes. I have to really just be patient and realize that God is so good, and who am I to ask him for anything when he has given is son Jesus as a sacrifice for my sins. I have the gift of eternal life and I stumble over stupid things that only matter to this world.
"God is Faithful and his word is so true. Everything he said he would I know he will do.Amen." That's the last thing Jaden and I pray at night after our long list of blessings over family and Friends and all the the thanks to him...that's how we wrap it up.
God, give me faith like Jaden.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Santa is Real
Santa is Real and I have proof...Saw him at Raleys yesterday.
Yep I am not fibbing.Let me set the scene.
Jaden and I were in the produce section at Raley's just minding our biz and getting green beans and Jaden was just about to lose her cool because I had to cut her off the beans as our bag was full.(those of you who know Jaden know her passion for green beans so it was an intense moment) when a man with a natural white beard, bushy white eyebrows, red snug t-shirt displaying his jelly belly comes around the corner out of the organics section.(I guess if your Santa you can afford Organic fruits and veggies).
I can only imagine the expression on Jaden's face because I myself was a taken back.(those who know me understand that I am a giant 5 year old trapped inside a 27 year old body most the time). So I am all like playing it cool like I don't notice the guy that totally looks like Old ST Nick. I don't remember everything but I am pretty sure I said"he is real" under my breath....I could have been thinking it but I was so excited I don't remember. (again 5 year old).
So I look over at Jaden just as she is about to flip a lid over the green bean situation and she just shuts up and stares at him as though he is a wild and rare animal and any sudden movements could scare him away.
In a small voice shes says "mom its Saaaantaaa". She tugs at my shirt and discretely (discretely to a three year old)points to him. I said "I know I see him".
Then Santa put his big Santa finger over his lips and said "shhhh Jaden I don't anybody to recognize me. I just have to buy some food and hurry back to the North Pole to feed my reindeer."
Okay let me interrupt the story: He must have overheard me say "Jaden chill out" like a million times over the stupid green bean fiasco and that has to be how he knew her name. Although before I cam to that conclusion I did question the real existence of a all knowing all seeing Santa Clause.Back to the story...
So Santa tells Jaden about his reindeer and how they are waiting for him.
Jaden says"oh Rudolph and prancer?They eat bananas just like me?"(she saw he had some bananas in his cart)
Santa says "oh yes, they eat all kind of fruit and vegetables except for on Christmas Eve when I share my cookies with them. You kids make so many cookies for me I cant eat them all. Now I have to go before people recognize me so make sure you behave for mommy and I will bring you lots of toys this year okay?"
Jaden says"yes sir I am being really good girl. I just got the green beans." (yhe right liar, I got the green beans while you had a heart attack)
Then as Santa turns to look at the cantaloupe he says" did you like that dolly I brought you last year?" and Jaden says yes I still have her she sleeps in my bed with me." (yhe right if you ever actually slept in your bed)
Then Santa said I knew you would like it honey. Now be good and Listen for me on Christmas Eve okay?Make sure to leave some cookies for my reindeer it helps them fly really fast okay?"
Jaden looked at me and said "mom we have to have lots of cookies for the reindeer!"
Then Santa left.
I have to say that my heart was warmed that this man ( who clearly banks on the fact that he looks just like Santa) was so sweet to Jaden and entertained a young girls fantasy of a man who smiles and laughs heartily and brings toys to all children around the whole world.It totally made her day. She has been telling everybody about the Santa Spotting.
I remember being little and my grandpa would tell me that Santa came through a magical door in his upstairs room. The door was magic because it had no stairs outside so the only way to get to the door was to fly.
I love Christmas and am so excited its almost here!
Yep I am not fibbing.Let me set the scene.
Jaden and I were in the produce section at Raley's just minding our biz and getting green beans and Jaden was just about to lose her cool because I had to cut her off the beans as our bag was full.(those of you who know Jaden know her passion for green beans so it was an intense moment) when a man with a natural white beard, bushy white eyebrows, red snug t-shirt displaying his jelly belly comes around the corner out of the organics section.(I guess if your Santa you can afford Organic fruits and veggies).
I can only imagine the expression on Jaden's face because I myself was a taken back.(those who know me understand that I am a giant 5 year old trapped inside a 27 year old body most the time). So I am all like playing it cool like I don't notice the guy that totally looks like Old ST Nick. I don't remember everything but I am pretty sure I said"he is real" under my breath....I could have been thinking it but I was so excited I don't remember. (again 5 year old).
So I look over at Jaden just as she is about to flip a lid over the green bean situation and she just shuts up and stares at him as though he is a wild and rare animal and any sudden movements could scare him away.
In a small voice shes says "mom its Saaaantaaa". She tugs at my shirt and discretely (discretely to a three year old)points to him. I said "I know I see him".
Then Santa put his big Santa finger over his lips and said "shhhh Jaden I don't anybody to recognize me. I just have to buy some food and hurry back to the North Pole to feed my reindeer."
Okay let me interrupt the story: He must have overheard me say "Jaden chill out" like a million times over the stupid green bean fiasco and that has to be how he knew her name. Although before I cam to that conclusion I did question the real existence of a all knowing all seeing Santa Clause.Back to the story...
So Santa tells Jaden about his reindeer and how they are waiting for him.
Jaden says"oh Rudolph and prancer?They eat bananas just like me?"(she saw he had some bananas in his cart)
Santa says "oh yes, they eat all kind of fruit and vegetables except for on Christmas Eve when I share my cookies with them. You kids make so many cookies for me I cant eat them all. Now I have to go before people recognize me so make sure you behave for mommy and I will bring you lots of toys this year okay?"
Jaden says"yes sir I am being really good girl. I just got the green beans." (yhe right liar, I got the green beans while you had a heart attack)
Then as Santa turns to look at the cantaloupe he says" did you like that dolly I brought you last year?" and Jaden says yes I still have her she sleeps in my bed with me." (yhe right if you ever actually slept in your bed)
Then Santa said I knew you would like it honey. Now be good and Listen for me on Christmas Eve okay?Make sure to leave some cookies for my reindeer it helps them fly really fast okay?"
Jaden looked at me and said "mom we have to have lots of cookies for the reindeer!"
Then Santa left.
I have to say that my heart was warmed that this man ( who clearly banks on the fact that he looks just like Santa) was so sweet to Jaden and entertained a young girls fantasy of a man who smiles and laughs heartily and brings toys to all children around the whole world.It totally made her day. She has been telling everybody about the Santa Spotting.
I remember being little and my grandpa would tell me that Santa came through a magical door in his upstairs room. The door was magic because it had no stairs outside so the only way to get to the door was to fly.
I love Christmas and am so excited its almost here!
Thursday, November 13, 2008
The Man of My dreams.....Barf.
Okay. why on every persons blog in their little profile picture they always all say”I am married to the man of my dreams” Gosh I want to poke my eyeballs out with a spoon already!
Every blog…Married to the man of my dreams….smooch smooch!
I am plagued by this.
Is it like a secret phrase and there, out there somewhere is club of women who are all married to the men of their dreams and the only way to join is to have blog that states just that?
Nobody ever says, “ I am married to the last guy who asked me out” or “ I am married to the last guy who would put up with me” or “married to the one guy that proposed’ or " Happily married to the guy that got me pregnant"
Geese all you married people! Cool it already will you! We get it we get it; you are all married to the man of your dreams….if you ask me I don't care who you are, if you had had that dream 25 years ago you might call it a disturbing one so lay off the man of your dreams juice already!
Disclaimer: I am 27 and I am currently not married to the man of my dreams……
Every blog…Married to the man of my dreams….smooch smooch!
I am plagued by this.
Is it like a secret phrase and there, out there somewhere is club of women who are all married to the men of their dreams and the only way to join is to have blog that states just that?
Nobody ever says, “ I am married to the last guy who asked me out” or “ I am married to the last guy who would put up with me” or “married to the one guy that proposed’ or " Happily married to the guy that got me pregnant"
Geese all you married people! Cool it already will you! We get it we get it; you are all married to the man of your dreams….if you ask me I don't care who you are, if you had had that dream 25 years ago you might call it a disturbing one so lay off the man of your dreams juice already!
Disclaimer: I am 27 and I am currently not married to the man of my dreams……
I Love my Sisters
I am priveledged to be smack in the middle of two sisters that belong to me.
I get the benifits of tapping into the knowledga and life experiences from my older sister when it comes to most everything...the rest I get from Jaden.
Also, I get to be the older siste my little sis. Best of both worlds!
It deffinatley has its moments where "they just want whats best for you" or when "they know whats best for you" or when "they have been there before and its not whats best for you" but all in all they just want whats best for me.
Anyhow, My sisters are my only true friends. I think its because they have no choice really. Family is forever right?
Well lately my little sis and I have drifted apart, mostly due to my Christian walk with the Lord or her lack there of. I struggle sometimes with her because I jsut want whats best for her. Both my sisters know I am not the best with my words and I fail on many occasion to be sweet and sublte about my opinions. So ofcourse with my younger sis, we fight most the time or "debate" anytime we meet.
"Standing in the right corner is a lean mean Liberal machine with passive comments and snyde remarks for all things Biblical and in the left corner we have a new creature just trying to figure out to manage relationships but fails at almost every turn because she is brutally honest and over opinionated about other peoples lives!"
Gloves come off and its go time. We have always been that way.Disagreeing is our way of communication.I remember being 14 years old and sharing a room with my kid sis.(we always shared a room no matter how old we were. talk about a life sentance)
Anyhow, I like punk music and she ofcourse had to like boy bands and all things R&B. Our room was split down the middle with posters of our favorite artisit and personal effects. I hated her side and she hated mine.We wouldnt have wanted it any other way though.
We are still the same.I am alwyas right even when I am wrong and I always know more than her but never check the facts. She is always mental and cannot understand simple things like how ice cream is made and what makes a Turkey not another form of Chicken.No matter how much we change the dynamic stays the same.
Life sentance.
My older sister though has a different dynamic with me. We bothe share the same views on most things therfore we can have regular discussio about most things.
Growing up she used to be a whacko. She ruled the roost and we all knew it. I remember being in the elemtary school and wanting so badly to borrow any of her clothes. She ofcourse would never let me because I was just a kid and was bound to ruin her stuff.
One day,when she was on the front porch "chillin with her homies" i wnet into her closet and stole a top. Not just any top and weird multi colored half top. The top did not fit me...I did not blossom until mucha later in my years(thank you Jaden)but I just had to wear this top. I safety pinned the back and wore it under one of Sylvester the cat t-sshirts with matching shirt clip the next day. My older sis was none the wiser to my theivery.
I wore the shirt all day under my other shirt. When all the kids were walking home from school my big moment came.
Full top mode now, safteypin blazing. Friends all thought I was super cool.
Anyhow, she never knew becase I was "Super sneaky!"
That dynamic still hasnt changed. I dont steal clothes from her but I do admire them and hope that someday I will get a hand me down or too. And I still want to be like her when I grow up. And someday maybe God willing I will master the art of make-up like her.Most of all though, I look up to her in her walk with the Lord. She has come such a long way down such a twisted road and she never stumbles. Thats admirable. I jsut went and stopped my big siters house. She was just hanging ouy with Lil. I like that shes there.I like that I am here too.
Anyhow, I love my sisters. I think about them both alot. I am glad to have them both in my life.
I get the benifits of tapping into the knowledga and life experiences from my older sister when it comes to most everything...the rest I get from Jaden.
Also, I get to be the older siste my little sis. Best of both worlds!
It deffinatley has its moments where "they just want whats best for you" or when "they know whats best for you" or when "they have been there before and its not whats best for you" but all in all they just want whats best for me.
Anyhow, My sisters are my only true friends. I think its because they have no choice really. Family is forever right?
Well lately my little sis and I have drifted apart, mostly due to my Christian walk with the Lord or her lack there of. I struggle sometimes with her because I jsut want whats best for her. Both my sisters know I am not the best with my words and I fail on many occasion to be sweet and sublte about my opinions. So ofcourse with my younger sis, we fight most the time or "debate" anytime we meet.
"Standing in the right corner is a lean mean Liberal machine with passive comments and snyde remarks for all things Biblical and in the left corner we have a new creature just trying to figure out to manage relationships but fails at almost every turn because she is brutally honest and over opinionated about other peoples lives!"
Gloves come off and its go time. We have always been that way.Disagreeing is our way of communication.I remember being 14 years old and sharing a room with my kid sis.(we always shared a room no matter how old we were. talk about a life sentance)
Anyhow, I like punk music and she ofcourse had to like boy bands and all things R&B. Our room was split down the middle with posters of our favorite artisit and personal effects. I hated her side and she hated mine.We wouldnt have wanted it any other way though.
We are still the same.I am alwyas right even when I am wrong and I always know more than her but never check the facts. She is always mental and cannot understand simple things like how ice cream is made and what makes a Turkey not another form of Chicken.No matter how much we change the dynamic stays the same.
Life sentance.
My older sister though has a different dynamic with me. We bothe share the same views on most things therfore we can have regular discussio about most things.
Growing up she used to be a whacko. She ruled the roost and we all knew it. I remember being in the elemtary school and wanting so badly to borrow any of her clothes. She ofcourse would never let me because I was just a kid and was bound to ruin her stuff.
One day,when she was on the front porch "chillin with her homies" i wnet into her closet and stole a top. Not just any top and weird multi colored half top. The top did not fit me...I did not blossom until mucha later in my years(thank you Jaden)but I just had to wear this top. I safety pinned the back and wore it under one of Sylvester the cat t-sshirts with matching shirt clip the next day. My older sis was none the wiser to my theivery.
I wore the shirt all day under my other shirt. When all the kids were walking home from school my big moment came.
Full top mode now, safteypin blazing. Friends all thought I was super cool.
Anyhow, she never knew becase I was "Super sneaky!"
That dynamic still hasnt changed. I dont steal clothes from her but I do admire them and hope that someday I will get a hand me down or too. And I still want to be like her when I grow up. And someday maybe God willing I will master the art of make-up like her.Most of all though, I look up to her in her walk with the Lord. She has come such a long way down such a twisted road and she never stumbles. Thats admirable. I jsut went and stopped my big siters house. She was just hanging ouy with Lil. I like that shes there.I like that I am here too.
Anyhow, I love my sisters. I think about them both alot. I am glad to have them both in my life.
Dreams are Free
My daughter is hilarious. She wakes up with these crazy dream stories or "sleep stories" as she calls them.
This morning she tells me about a gigantic toilet full of alligator es. Baby Lilly fell in and Jaden and Joei had to jump in and rescue her because she cant swim yet and wasn't wearing her floaties.(never mind the alligators)
Just when they jumped in to save little Lil, Lila comes swinging in on a vine! Lila snatches all the girls up and takes them to the safety of a nearby shore.
Once they made it to shore they enjoyed pink and purple raspberry cupcakes and tarts, but not Joei because she said "stupid".
Then Lily gave Joei a tart and she was happy again.Apparently Lily can talk in Jadens dreams. GO Fig.
this was going on in my daughters mind last night while she slept.I have to say I am a little Jealous.
This morning she tells me about a gigantic toilet full of alligator es. Baby Lilly fell in and Jaden and Joei had to jump in and rescue her because she cant swim yet and wasn't wearing her floaties.(never mind the alligators)
Just when they jumped in to save little Lil, Lila comes swinging in on a vine! Lila snatches all the girls up and takes them to the safety of a nearby shore.
Once they made it to shore they enjoyed pink and purple raspberry cupcakes and tarts, but not Joei because she said "stupid".
Then Lily gave Joei a tart and she was happy again.Apparently Lily can talk in Jadens dreams. GO Fig.
this was going on in my daughters mind last night while she slept.I have to say I am a little Jealous.
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