Monday, December 31, 2007
Choleric - born leader, organized, opinionated, enjoys controversy
Sanguine - outgoing, fun-loving, life of the party, disorganized
Melancholy - analytical, practical, perfectionist, rule follower
Phlegmatic - peaceful, easy-going, patient, indecisive
I found this quick personality test very accurate and quite detailed. It gives the strengths and weaknesses of each, as well as explaining how that personality acts at work, in relationships, and as a parent. Seeing in print that I'm an impatient parent both saddened and relieved me. I know what I need to work on. I've noticed that I am the most patient when I'm homeschooling. That doesn't make sense to you does it? The reason is because I'm accomplishing something. I could read books to my kids all day, but please don't ask me to sit down and mold play-doh with them. That will never be worthy of a check mark in my analytical mind.
My mother-in-law is also choleric, but she'll deny it till the day she dies. Most any Choleric will actually. Choleric is the one personality no one wants to admit to having. Especially women.
My best friends are also Cholerics. I think that's because we're the only ones who understand (or can stand) each other. Everyone else thinks we're bossy or overly opinionated. Don't be silly! We're just right. All the time.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Tomorrow Elena turns 8. Per her wishes, she will be spending the day with her Daddy. He's taking her for a donut breakfast in the morning, then he, Pedro, and Elena will go to pick out her birthday gift (from Pedro) - a bike, then Kyle will take her to dinner and a movie for their "date". She's been giddy all day, talking about it.
You can email a birthday wish to Elena at: email@example.com.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Spiderman made an appearance and that made Isaac and Max's day (my nephew), but Kyle and I enjoyed the Hulk more - he had a plumber's crack when he turned around!
Shortly after arriving and setting up our seats, I took 3 kids across the street to McD's to go to the bathroom.
L O N G line - we waited over 1/2 an hour!
Anyway, there's a black lady in front of me (her race relates to the story). At one point, she turned around and zeroed in on Isaac. Starts talking to him in a weird, overly friendly grandma type voice. "How are you doing?, Are you having fun today?, What do you think of all this?, And where is your Mother???"
I say: I'm his mother.
"Oh" then she starts touching and looking at his scalp. Inspecting his scalp to make sure I'm taking good care of it.
I was SHOCKED!
So I say: "These two (pointing to Elena and Chloe) are mine too, would you like to inspect them too??"
SO SHE DOES!!!!
She starts to finger thru their hair like an ape cleaning bugs out of his mate's hair.
I abrubtly say: "Can you please take your hands off my kids."
She informs me that she's a nurse. (I wanted to say: So what!?)
I tell her: "You're not MY nurse; you're not HIS nurse!"
She seems confused and says: "You told me to inspect them."
I said, " I was being SARCASTIC. I didn't really expect you to put your hands all over my kids."
"Oh." and she turns around.
Friday, December 21, 2007
How Many Kings
Follow the star to a place unexpected
Would you believe, after all we've projected,
A child in a manger?
Lowly and small, the weakest of all
Unlikeliest hero, wrapped in his mother's shawl -
Just a child -
Is this who we've waited for? 'cause...
How many kings step down from their thrones?
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
And how many gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that is torn all apart
How many fathers gave up their sons for me?
Bringing our gifts for the newborn Savior
All that we have, whether costly or meek
Because we believe.
Gold for his honor, and frankincense for his pleasure
And myrrh for the cross he will suffer
Do you believe?
Is this who we've waited for?
All for me...
All for you...
From the CD "Bethlehem Skyline" by downhere.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
I wish I could have been there
When you came into the world
I wish I could have cared for you
Met your needs and soothed your fears
I wish I could have been there
To teach you how to talk,
How to crawl, how to walk
To hold your hand and protect you.
I wish I could have been there
As you grew up and changed
To teach you what you needed to know
And all you wanted to hear.
I wish I could have been there
When you were afraid at night
When other children laughed at you
When life was confusing and strange
I wish I could have been there
I would have loved you
I would have cared for you
The way I do now. The way I always will.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Solomon wrote Brad and I a note that read, "Dear Dad and Mom, God
never showed me this before, but I see that I am a new creation in
Christ and the old things are passed away. So from now on I have a
new name. I am calling myself Jedidiah and you can call me that
now. Love, Jedidiah. (I took the liberty of correcting the spelling
errors here, otherwise it may be indecipherable to those not familiar
with children's phonetic spelling)
I then thought about the new name we have been given in Christ when we were adopted in love. That name is "accepted and chosen." I was
doing the Beth Moore bible study on the fruit of the Spirit and
learned that in Isaiah 53:3 when it describes Christ as "rejected by
"men" part of that word "rejected" means "vacant." I remember when we first brought Adriana home from Liberiathat is the word that
described the look in her eyes: vacant. Abandoned, leaving an
empty space that longed to be filled. Even as a baby that spirit of
rejection was on her, and she was badly in need of the spirit of
adoption. She is now a laughing, smiling, much less fearful little
toddler who makes eye contact glory to GOD! Does that mean she (or
any of us) is 100% free of rejection and totally embraces what it
means to be chosen in love and adopted into the family of God?
There is something of our old nature that tilts toward the negative
and finds it easier to dwell on the rejection of others rather than
embrace our new status as "chosen and accepted" in our Beloved
Jesus. But my prayer for all my children is that whatever rejection
they experience from others will only drive them closer to the
unfailing love of the Father, who sent His Son for them. Jesus
Christ knows what it is to be rejected by His own, but He was chosen
by God to reconcile us to Himself, to make us a chosen people where
before we were orphans and foreigners but now we are members of God's household with full rights as sons and daughters of the most High God.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
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Saturday, December 15, 2007
Chloe is growing so fast! She just lost her two top teeth, just in time for their Christmas performance at church. I'm really enjoying her new lisp. The day she pulled her top tooth, Pedro kept asking her to say: "She sells seashells by the seashore." She gave him a really funny confused look as she attempted (but failed) to say it.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Thank you, Aunt Jeanne! Elena says they're the best boots she ever had. (They're also the only boots she's ever had!)
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Over 12,000 fans screamed in ecstasy this last week as rocker Miley Cyrus, aka Hannah Montana, strutted her stuff on stage at the CenturyTel Center outside Shreveport, Louisiana. Most of the fans were little girls between the ages of 6-12. Outside the arena before the concert, thousands of little girls gathered in anticipation as speakers blared their favorite star's biggest hits. Swinging their hips and mouthing the words to the hit, these girls could easily have been years older in their behavior and dress. One anxious fan, still missing her front teeth, lisped to a reporter how she was preparing to “go nuts” when she saw her beloved rock star. Huge earrings and eye shadow were the norm among these small girls. Their entire world had obviously been shaped and molded by the media-created sensation of Hannah Montana. As I watched the news video of the event, I was struck with sadness at what has become of the world of young girls today. The word “tragedy” comes to mind.
Faye Weldon wrote a column in London's Times Online this week that describes the impact of the female rock group, the Spice Girls. Even mainstream media columnists are observing that something has gone terribly wrong with girlhood. Ten years ago, the Spice Girl hit, Wannabe, became the best-selling song recorded by females in recording history. Girls were finally unleashed to prove that they could be as vulgar, sexually predatory, and immoral as any of the guys. “Girl power” apparently meant you could toss newborn babies in dumpsters or give birth in toilets and walk away. Abortion on demand (particularly in the UK) is now viewed as a form of birth control. There has been a huge increase in sexually transmitted diseases as girls prove that guys aren't the only ones who can initiate a “hook up.” Binge drinking and alcoholism is at an all time high among girls in the West, proving that females can drink themselves under the table, too. Looking at the countless ruined lives of young women today, it it should be evident that “girl power”, as expressed by the five vulgarian Spice Girls, was a bad idea. Actually, ten years after their peak stardom, the fast-aging five are hitting their Botox vials and preparing to leave their children behind for yet another world tour. There's more money to be made off young girls.
Read the rest of the article here.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
We are the biggest family in our church so far, and it is quite common for me to hear: "I don't know how you do it! I have a hard enough time with just my one!" Without fail, it is always the mother of a toddler who says this. In fact, nine times out of 10, their one child is a 2 year old. I always point this out to them: "But your one is only two. I have lots of helpers! You have one dependent child. It gets easier!"
I remember when Elena and Chloe were little (they're 18 mos. apart), I kept saying that it was going to be great when they were 4 and 5. I had a really hard time when they were little. And when they were 4 and 5, it DID get easier! Much easier, in fact.
I recently had someone comment that she could never home school; her kids need too much socializing, they'd get too bored. Honestly, since we adopted the triplets, none of my kids have ever complained of boredom. I shared this with my pregnant friend.
The women at my church frequently comment how amazed they are that I make it to church on time, and even look decent. They don't know how easy I have it. On Sunday mornings, all the kids get up and dress themselves. Isaac gets Daniel ready; Maya gets Lydia ready. I get myself ready. That's it. More kids is easier, not exponentially harder like people assume.
Friday, December 7, 2007
Chloe and I both take CLO for our skin, but it has so many other great benefits that I've come to realize that we all need to be taking it for our health. Cod Liver Oil is one of the most reliable and concentrated food sources of four nutrients that are essential to your health: DHA, EPA, vitamin A, and vitamin D. These four nutrients are needed for:
- Healthy skin
- Strong bones and teeth
- Healthy joints
- A healthy cardiovascular system
- A healthy nervous system and prevention of depression and other mood disorders
- A healthy lining for your digestive tract
DHA is a fatty acid that is essential to the health of your nervous system and eyes. EPA is a fatty acid that promotes a healthy cardiovascular system and decreases inflammation throughout your body. Vitamin A is necessary for proper vision, healthy skin, and strong mucosal linings, including the lining of your digestive tract. Vitamin D is essential to maintaining strong bones and teeth. It enhances the strength and efficiency of your immune system.
I have heard many personal testimonies from friends who say that CLO cured their dry skin and/or eczema. Dry skin is a particular problem for my little Africans. They need skin lotion at least daily to avoid becoming ashy. I have just started them on the CLO as well, after hearing from so many friends who were able to cure their dry skin from the inside out with CLO.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
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Monday, December 3, 2007
Well, today Elena was telling me that she really needed to go to the store and buy a husband for her mommy doll, who she tells me is named Ginger. HA! Apparently, Ginger really wants to adopt Clara, Elena's favorite Kelly doll. (Kelly is the little sister of Barbie - always modest and thankfully undeveloped.) Elena explained that Ginger can't sign the adoption papers until she gets married, so she needs to hurry up and get a husband so Clara can be adopted.
Pedro, reading over my shoulder, just explained that she got this whole concept from the Shirley Temple movie, "Stowaway". The kids play adoption and family a lot together; in fact earlier today Isaac was the dad, Chloe was the mom and they were adopting Daniel and Lydia. But Elena's knowledge about the adoption process caught me off guard. If I was watching the movie with my kids like a good mommy, instead of cleaning the kitchen while they were watching it, I would have known this.
Shortly after Elena's groveling for a trip to Dollar General, Chloe came into the kitchen pulling her suitcase behind her, in her own pretend play. She said, "Excuse me, Ma'am, is this the ((thinking pause, confused look))? Where is that place where Daddy goes a lot?" Me: "Work?!"
"Yes. Is this work? Can you show me where my desk is?"
Sunday, December 2, 2007
“COME TO THE TABLE!”
From Psalm 128
“Come to the table, supper’s ready to eat.”
All the children come running to find their seat,
At the head of the table father takes his place
And with all gathered round he says the grace.
He’s planned to be home from his busy work,
From his place at the table he will not shirk,
He affirms his commitment to his family and wife
And his presence at the table diminishes strife.
Mother has taken time to prepare the meal,
Full of nutrition, not a pre-packaged deal,
She delights to cook for her growing brood,
She knows it’s a sacred task to prepare their food.
The table looks inviting – a clean tablecloth too,
The plates nicely set, perhaps a candle or two.
The children get involved and do their part
To make the table look creative and very smart.
What joy to be together at the end of the day,
To laugh, and communicate, and each have a say,
To share the day’s happenings with one another
And tell what they’ve learned to father and mother.
The plates are now empty, tummies full to the top!
Is it time to leave the table? No! Stop, stop!
We’ve fed only the body and the soul so far,
The best part’s to come and it’s not out of a jar.
It’s time for devotions; we must feed the spirit,
Of the blessing from this, there is no limit.
Father opens the Bible and to his family he reads
Sowing into their hearts God’s eternal seeds.
Now it’s time to pray, each one takes a turn,
They pray for needs as God’s will they discern,
They give thanks for blessings with a grateful heart
And develop a spirit of gratitude right from the start.
God’s blessing is on this family we know
As around the table their “olive plants” grow
God’s smile is upon them as they follow His way
And establish this principle for now and always.
At it's heart, homemaking is about accepting God's Word and laying down our lives for the brethren. It is about keeping our eyes firmly fixed upon Christ, who calls us to serve Him in the seemingly insignificant tasks of everyday living, training the next generation. . . and living for Christ's "well done" rather than for the praise and recognition of others.
And that's the secret to a happy and blessed life. Die to live.
Passionate Housewives Desperate for God, pg. 97-98
Saturday, December 1, 2007
I've hesitated to post this, for fear of judgment, but I'm back on the wagon. I'm doing the Master Cleanse again. The MC is intended for a minimum of 10 days, according to Dr. Burroughs, the Naturopath who created it. Well, previously I did the cleanse for exactly 10 days and experienced cold symptoms the last three days. I was feeling a little better on Day 10, so I went ahead and broke the cleanse. I had read about these symptoms - they are an indication of detoxification and a good sign that the cleanse is doing its work. Therefore, it is strongly encouraged that you not end the MC while still experiencing symptoms. Whoopsie daisy!
Since I got off the cleanse, my allergies, asthma, and eczema had all gotten MUCH worse. I am convinced that my health issues stem from all the vaccines and antibiotics I took as a child. Back then, we didn't have the wealth of information we have now about what antibiotics do to the body (gradually train it to stop doing its job), what vaccines are made of (formaldehyde, aluminum, mercury, among other toxins), or how vaccines are made. Loving mothers did what they were told without asking questions. A whole host of diseases have now been linked to vaccines, including allergies, asthma, eczema, and ADD (all of which I have). But I digress. . .
I am now on Day 6 of the Master Cleanse and I feel so much better already. My eczema is almost healed already. One week ago, I was waking in the middle of the night, clawing at my hands. I'm determined not to quit the cleanse until I am symptom-free. (Kyle says 30 days is his limit for me, but I'm hopeful it won't take that long!) I desperately want to be healed of all this mess.
I appreciate your prayers.