Sunday, February 28, 2010

Alone Time

I have escaped this afternoon. Okay, so it's not really an escape because that would mean that being at home was like in jail. Although the thought has crossed my mind a few times, I would not equate being at my lovely house to being behind bars. I love my family. I love my kids. I love my husband. I have just escaped for a few hours into silence (or more like my iPod with Aaron Copland's Appalachian Spring Suite and some brass band music....yes, go ahead and say it...nerd alert) a computer (Lonnie doesn't know that I ganked his out of his bag, thanks babe!) and a coffee. I refuse to feel guilty about leaving the house for a few hours of alone time because I put in my 72 hours without a husband the past few days. I earned this. Do any other mamas out there always feel guilty for leaving the house alone? Maybe it's just me.

I also got to go on my first road bike ride this morning. I watched the temp and figured that 27 degrees was balmy enough to enjoy a ride. I'm not going to lie. It was hard getting used to being in a very forward position and yes, I had to watch a tutorial online on how to shift. I spent the first part of the nine mile ride in one gear.....because I'm an idiot. I finally figured out how to shift into a nicer gear and boy were my legs thankful. I'm used to a mountain bike and this is so much different. I also believe that road bikes are meant for people with larger hands than mine. My hands were cramping up and barely reached the brakes. Once again, something I will have to get used to. Two of my close friends from high school and bridesmaids are thinking about doing a triathlon in Naperville this summer. It's in June so that doesn't give me a whole lot of time, but it will be something to get me motivated to train harder.

Time to go back to reality.....motherhood is calling.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Your face will stay like that

What happens when you run out of kid glasses at Granny's house? Well, you use champagne glasses of course! And if you close your eyes and stare hard enough at the glass, the milk will magically turn into chocolate. Bottoms up Brody. (Yes people, that is skim milk in there)
He's kind of a milk snob. He sniffs first, then swirls and then spits.

Oh sweet boys you are the butter between my bread......the sunshine in my life.....the saliva on my shower door.
This is typical Baylor face. I see this face a lot. He has gotten the, "Your face will stay like that" phrase so many times he tried to use it on me the other day.

It didn't work.
Who are you and what have you done with my baby!?!!!

Oh, there he is.

(I'm so sorry, this has to be against some blogging rule, I might just end up in jail after this...if that happens, I love you all....I love you even if I don't know you read this blog and now you'll stop for sure after seeing my son's white hiney on the shower was so cute, I couldn't resist)

Friday, February 26, 2010

Friday photo

(This kid lives for food)

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Eternal sunshine

Today is sunny. Macey (the shedding ball of fur) is soaking up the rays through the windows. I love sunshine. Even though it's still chilly, it just makes everything a little better.
Here we have Baylor with an owie from his little brother. I find it very amusing that he was beat up by a dude shorter than him. He is usually the one doing the picking, but this time he got boxed. I'm giggling inside and know full well that Brody will probably kick his butt many times.
My favorite red bench that sits on our porch. Unfortunately it has now become a snow boot holder for the time being. I'm hoping it will turn into a flip flop holder very very soon.
The other ball of hair sitting on the porch soaking up the rays today.
This was my lunch today. Black beans, corn, onion, fresh cilantro, avocados, roma tomatoes, garlic, olive oil, lime and sea salt. So good. So good for you. I could eat it every day.

I am currently husbandless until Saturday night. I've found a few things to keep us busy but sometimes it just gets long. I do enjoy not having to cook though, I usually just make simple things or treat the boys to fast food (I know, I know...we don't do it often) I have a few projects I'm working on along with a long list of house projects for spring.

Newest Addition

Here is the newest addition to the family. I'm so excited to get out on the road and start getting used to this bike. I have only ever done mountain biking and this is so much different. I have been saving up my art money and finally had enough to get a bike She is used but refurbished and fit to me. Now if only the weather would cooperate!

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

No more excuses punk

Wednesdays are always mental overload days, but in a good way. I go to Bible Study Fellowship in the mornings where I get to sit down for two hours, have awesome group discussion on what we've learned and hear an amazing lecture. I am always challenged and leave feeling full. So full in fact that my brain is in overload for the majority of the day. I try to wrap my head around concepts and principals that I've heard or read. I am also very convicted of my lack of preparedness and basic motivation sometimes in preparing for the upcoming lessons. In the beginning I took time each day to read and prepare but as the weeks continued I made less and less time for what should be most important. It's not about finding time it's about making time and I have plenty of opportunities (hello Facebook, Lost and painting) that could be pushed aside in order for me to adequately finish my lesson. The less time I spend in the word, the more I fill my heart and mind with junk and I can see that in my actions, the way I treat my family and the people I love the most. I then find myself being rushed and cramming at the end, even though I often learn more that way. No more excuses. I will hide in a quiet space (which will be very hard to find around here) and read, pray and study. I have never been a study kind of girl, I always thought there were better (and much more entertaining) ways I could be spending my time. Clearly not making time for Him, putting him last on your list and rushing through prayer is an act of defiance. Our pastor is preaching on obedience and had this awesome quote last week. I will leave you with that and this beautiful yet disgusting photo of winter at our house. I am SO ready for spring.

“It would probably not be an exaggeration to say that disobedience is one of the main characteristics of modern Christianity. We know what Jesus teaches but we do not do it. Disobedience in sexual morals, in relationships, in attitudes to those who make life hard for us. Disobedience in lack of hospitality, in begrudging our money, in unwillingness for change. Our disobedience is not marginal to our lives; it is central. We do not make time to spend with God, but give it all to our work and our pleasure. We do not set our affections on things above and find treasure in heaven, but are more materialistic than any previous generation has ever been. We do not obey the Lord’s last command to go and make disciples. Instead we are hesitant about the content of the good news, and reluctant to talk about it.”

Michael Green, Thirty Years That Changed the World. p.44

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

New favorite blog

Love it.

No one said parenting was easy

Yesterday I sent both boys upstairs for their nap/quiet time and after a few moments of silence, I heard thumping and giggling and happy laughter. My first instinct was to run upstairs and discipline them for coming out of their rooms and for not being quiet during quiet time, but then I realized that 1. They were playing together and not killing each other (this doesn't happen very often) and 2. I was enjoying the hour of silence down stairs even if they weren't sleeping. So I left them to play together and laugh while I got laundry done and finished the dusting. When the timer went off they both ran downstairs laughing and Brody had this (see photo) on his head. I got the impression that he was trying to be a super hero and that was his helmet.....a pull-up....whatever floats your boat.

Today however is a much different story. Both of them are screaming at the top of their lungs, crying for daddy (Why am I always the bad guy!!!) I set Baylor's one hour timer and it went off after 30 minutes. I went upstairs and asked him why he had touched it and he lied to me. I then gave him one more chance to come clean and he lied again. It just breaks my heart to know that he is lying and have to punish him for it, but if we don't catch it now it will be worse when he's older. This (along with crying when we drop him off ) seems to be a growing problem with Baylor. We try to teach him to have a repentant heart and ask for forgiveness after he is punished for doing something naughty but it's a hard concept to grasp. I sometimes find that I can't often wrap my head around it. The other day he yelled down from his room, "MOOOOM, I FORGIVE YOU!!!" Which made me giggle because he was the one that was supposed to be asking for forgiveness after tackling his brother to the ground for no good reason at all.
My mom once said to me that I only have six short years before Baylor will be in preschool and that is the time to shape and mold him to be a child of God, honest, respectful, loving and caring. I often feel that I'm not always up to par on my part but then I see how far he has come. So I cherish the time I have to shape and mold him while he is young and doesn't have a lot of the influences around him that he will when he is older. Even though some days I just want to throw in the towel!

On a happy note, I just purchased (with saved art money!) a new to me road bike to use in a triathlon this summer. There is no backing out now! I'm going to have to get used to it as I am used to a mountain bike, but I think I'm really going to like it. Now if I could only find a place to swim we'd be in good shape.

A few Baylor and Brody updates:
Baylor is....
1. Really liking reading and writing (sometimes) and practices his name at preschool (there is no way mom can make him do it unless it involves bribery)
2. Knows quite a few body parts and is very interested in how the body works. He has also informed us that he wants to be a zoo keeper and wants to live in a barn when, "this house gets too old." Hate to break it to you kid, but this house IS too old.
3. Is our fruit dude. He ate a half of cantaloupe, banana, orange and apple all in one day. Lets just say he is very, "regular."
4. Is also very manipulative and sly when it comes to most things. He knows what he wants and will use any tactic to get it. For example, when Brody has a toy he wants he asks to, "show him how it works or count it for him." and then proceeds to confiscate it from Brody.
5. Grew overnight. I swear. He has grown out of all his 4T pants and is now in 5T or 5/6 clothes. Where has my little boy gone? His feet are huge too, almost a size 12.5!

Brody is....
1. Learning his letters and numbers and can count to 20. We are convinced that he is color blind though.
2. Loves to color and build and is very very detailed. He might just be our engineer or architect of the family.
3. Still can't be taken in public places very often, but he is only 2.5 and will hopefully grow out of this running away/tantrum throwing stage quickly.....hopefully!
4. Sticks mostly to two food groups 1. Mac and Cheese and 2. Pizza. Along with being an engineer, he will be a line backer as well.
5. Is still a midget. He is a 3T, but those drag on the ground sometimes. He's holding steady at 30 lbs of solid mass.

Monday, February 22, 2010


So they tell me that one tooth will cause you a lifetime of pain, suffering and of course money. I'm going to have to agree with the above statement that ironically was made by my dentist....and she was smiling. I wanted to punch her. Okay, not really but the thought crossed my mind. She really is a nice lady and good dentist, despite the fact that she was making jokes about my ill-fortune.
The story of this delinquent tooth started with a mere filling and quickly moved on from it's delinquency state to that of a convict. $1800 and one root canal and one temporary crown later, I'm still singing the no dental insurance blues. The crown certainly lived up to it's temporary status. It was put on last Thursday and they said, "Oh, it might fall off."

Great. Define, "might" to me please. (Insert mental images of a tooth flying out of my mouth or me choking and dying from swallowing the tooth!)

"And we can put it back on with cement (mmmm cement) or you can buy denture cream."

Did she just say denture cream?! Oh, heck that's just what I wanted to be seen buying. That ranks right up there with hemorrhoid cream and tampons.

Well, it did fall off. 4 hours after I left the office...and nothing could prepare me for the, "nub" that was left in my mouth. I stood in the bathroom contemplating whether or not I would show my husband for fear that he may never want to kiss me again. Then I had to make the call to him (he was already at the store picking up his contacts) to pick up a little something extra. Oh boy was he going to be excited!

Denture cream.

I wish I could have recorded this phone conversation because it was priceless. Poor man, it turned out he would have to face the embarrassment of purchasing denture cream.

So for the next week and a half while they make my real crown, I have to chew on one side of my mouth in fear that the tooth will fall off (which it does very often) and I will swallow it. I'm also carrying a tube of denture cream around with me in my purse. Bet you can't beat that!


Friday, February 19, 2010

Friday photos: Get

So I sent the boys outside yesterday because it was above 20 degrees (party!) and they needed to burn of some major energy. Poor Brody lost his sock and boot at the same time and his brother jumped to his rescue. I shot this right before I ran out to help him....I promise.
Baylor has this huge fascination with eating snow. Just as long as it's not yellow....or brown for that matter.
Say Cheese Brody.......hello!? Cheese. Not close your eyes!
I watched the boys from the big kitchen window while sipping hot tea and reading a magazine. It was great.

Happy Friday!!

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Baylor battles

It's hard to believe that this cute little blond child could be causing so much frustration and confusion for his dear parents. Believe it or not, mister Baylor has been giving us quite the battle (like this is hard to believe) It seem whenever we drop him off at an activity be it Awana or BSF or preschool, his little lower lip starts to quiver and then the waterworks start. After a few minutes of huge crocodile tears and telling me how scared he is and how he's rather go home to bed (which I made him do at 6 last night) he starts with the freaking out part. With the freaking out comes a raised voice and sometimes a mad dash for the door. The funny part is, he used to love all of these activities at one time and ran right in, kissing me on the lips and saying, "see you later mom!"

What happened?


I feel like the worlds worst parent and am sure dumbfounded on what to do.

We know the kid is 1. strong willed 2. a manipulator 3. hard headed 4. strong willed and 5. hard headed. We just can't figure out if it's something we have done or said to strike fear and anxiety into his little heart. He is a smart little cookie, always trying to figure stuff out and insisting that he is always right (this part I blame on his dad's genes) Part of me knows that a portion of this little charade we put on every day is an act, but I honestly feel like he is a bit scared but that baffles me as well.

I can't seem to find this chapter in my parenting for dummies handbook.....

On a positive note, I'm an aunt! I'm so excited for my sister in law Christina. After long hours of labor, the boys have a new cousin, Elijah Michael Speidel born yesterday night. I'm hoping to have some photos up soon. He's a cutie. Blond hair and looks just like his mama. Christina will be a wonderful mother.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Wednesday Wishes

So along with making lists, I like to use words that start with the same letter as the day. Like Wednesday Wishes, Truthful Tuesdays and Flashback Friday. I didn't really make it up, I just thought it would be fun. So on this oh so grey in the state of Iowa day, here are a few things that I have been wishing for...

Just a few degrees warmer, enough to melt this mushy brown snow. Warm enough to run outside and not have my nostrils freeze together.

2. An end to sickness in our house, at least for a full two weeks. It seems like someone in our house has fallen ill just about every week this winter and there are only four of us!

3. A safe delivery of my new niece or nephew TODAY! My sister in law Christina is being induced as we speak and we are very excited to welcome a new family member!

4. A day full of clothed children. Surprise, surprise...Baylor came down from nap time in the nude. I guess some kids just feel the need to shed those restraining clothes. The kicker is he is always saying how cold he is!! Go put some clothes on kid!

5. Track season to be over. I love that my husband is employed and that he supports our family but I am ready to have him back.

6. My abs back. They made a guest appearance this summer but have since gone into hiding.

7. Dinner to make itself. Wouldn't that be a great invention.

8. A bike for my triathlon this summer. I'm working on it.....

Enough nonsense!

What do you wish for today?

Tuesday, February 16, 2010


So I went to Goodwill with Brody this morning to find some sweaters to make hats out of (see HERE) and see if I could find some jeans that fit and found this! I am in love. We're having problems with the dogs marking their territory and just simply aging and not making it outside and thus have no carpet downstairs. I know it sounds gross, and it's super frustrating....believe me! Anyways, I found this sweet rug for the kids to play on and watch videos....for $17. Rock on.

Off to paint! Got a few orders to work on!

Monday, February 15, 2010

Monday's Musings

Just a few photos from the art night that I had this weekend. A lot of friends stopped by and it was great to see them and I am grateful for their support. I sold two windows which was a huge blessing!

It was valentines weekend and that meant we needed to have some heart shaped pancakes. The boys loved them. Like most Saturday mornings Lonnie is away at track meets so I like to do something special for the boys. Since it seems like they spend every waking hour with their mother, I also try to make their time with daddy special too.

Today because of the holiday (Happy birthday Abe, George and my mom had the day off and we decided to brave the Coralridge mall and take the boys to the Iowa Children's Museum. They have never been there and since I'm a big germ freak I'd had a hard time letting them go, but since we've been sick all winter...what the heck! It was a little pricey for my taste but the boys seemed to have fun. There were also a million kids there and as my mom and I crawled on our hands and knees (past the moms in their designer jeans holding their Starbucks) and went down the slides and tunnels we couldn't help but laugh. The boys had a blast and were (for the most part) well behaved. We had two minor meltdowns and one minor escape, all from the shortest one.

Tomorrow we brave preschool. We've been having some major problems with Baylor having super anxiety freak out attacks anywhere we drop him off. Preschool, BSF, Awana and Children's church. He starts crying and screaming and telling us he's scared. Part of me knows it's just and act but the other part thinks he really is scared. The teachers have told me he has cried for as much as twenty minutes and then hid under a table for another twenty minutes. I'm not sure where this behavior is coming from but it is NOT like Baylor at all. I don't want to make his teachers dislike him He used to love to go to all of these activities. It's really stressing me out and making me not want to take him anywhere. I'm hoping and praying that his behavior is just a stage, as I'm certain he will not walk across the stage to get his diploma clinging to my leg (although that might be a fun picture) I am also hoping I am not the only mother that goes through throw down knock out melting toddler tantrums and four year olds who refuse to go anywhere. Please tell me I'm not......


Thank you.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Greatest Love of all

It's that time of year again. That sappy over commercialized holiday looming over our heads where husbands scramble to throw together the, "perfect" gift while secretly hoping that their gift will be some time beneath the sheets. Where wives have carefully thought out their husbands gifts months in advance and crafted a meaningful love letter to the one they love while secretly hoping their gift will be a massage. The time of year where love is in the air and little red hearts float all around. It really got me thinking about love and the greatest love that could possibly be shown to all of mankind. I can't even begin to wrap my head around it sometimes. A love that gives us complete comfort and hope in a world that has very little. Not the kind of hope that a certain leader has plastered all over his campaign but the biblical hope that is firm assurance and a certainty that what He has promised will be fulfilled even if the reality has yet to be seen.
Now back to this love thing. I have been studying the book of John and a seemingly simple verse hold such immeasurable meaning, "As I have loved you, so you must love one another." We say to ourselves, sure I got it...God wants us to love, check that off my list...I'm a lover not a hater. Are we really loving the way God wants us to? A principal in our study this week was that Christian's love for one another proves that they belong to Jesus. How do we show love for others? Is our love to the point of personal cost? Is it sacrificial, a choice and not an impulse of feelings? Is the love we show to others observable by others and seen by the actions it prompts? So many ways to show we love someone but we must check our motives. I often have to check mine in terms of service and of love. Am I really serving this person to get something out of it or am I doing it because I truly love them and want to help.
Showing the type of love to others that Christ showed us will not gain us favor in the world's eyes, in fact they will probably hate us but the love we show will be comfort. So in this week of mass produced love and fake sentiments I hope you can really show someone...anyone...the true love that Christ has shown us. Whether it be by a humble act of service or a kind word, let them see Christ through your love. Maybe it's to your children, your first born who is strong willed but needs your love more than anything. It could be the lady in the drive through who has had a rough day and just needs a smile and a kind word or the mom down the street who is overwhelmed with life. Showing that kind of love may seem daunting at first but think of the outcome and your heart may just smile.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Monday's Musings

This is my new coat. A total SCORE at Goodwill. It's an Ann Taylor coat, which at retail goes for about $200. I scored mine for $25. It's perfect for spring and rain...both of which I can't wait to get here. No need to see my was pretty frightening after getting up at 5:30 to go work out (my new goal) and without make up. I will spare you the yelp.
This is not even the half of it. I did a little test this week to see if I could wait an entire week without doing a load of laundry to see how many loads would accumulate within the week. The answer my friends is about 8. I am still confused as to how four people could create such massive amounts of laundry. I am also realizing, having posted this photo, that my bra is hanging out of the side. Awesome. It's an A cup, just in case you were wondering. Baby boobs.

Now that that is out in the open......on to our next subject.
He's cute. He's covered in snot....and chocolate milk...and is still in his pj's. He also carries around his "mush-er" which means measure. I labeled this photo just in case you were confused as to the slimy substance running down his face or the brownish goop around his mouth. Both of which are non toxic.
This is what happens when you do art all day (I washed my hands, I promise) It becomes you. It also is all over my house. On my children.

Very excited that my husband is taking the Perspectives class at our church. Tonight our good friend is speaking (Doug Schillinger) and there are tons of other amazing speakers. He has come home pumped about what he is learning. I'll get to take it next time and he will get to stay home with the yahoos!

I am also getting ready for the art night and wine tasting at Just Jill's Espresso 134 in Lisbon on Saturday. I think we're going to have a wonderful turn out, hopefully I can get rid of some windows! I'm pumped.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Friday Five

It's Friday baby. I do believe that we've been over this before, but days don't really matter when you are a stay at home, I mean mother. Days REALLY don't matter when you are the wife of a coach who is gone most every weekend. They just sort of blend and mush together like play dough.....*sigh*

Okay, enough whining. On to more pressing matters. I've been on a list kick lately. That's the way my brain functions sometimes. My brother usually makes fun of me for stupid things like this, but I do a Friday Five on my art blog and decided to do one here, only a little different.

Top Five reasons why I love my husband. Although there are many more, I'm going to stick with five.

1. He is the worlds greatest father and loves his kids so much.
2. He keeps on getting better looking every day. He may think his grey hair is awful, but I find it sexy.
3. He keeps me under control. I tend to be a tad on the strong willed side, he keeps me reigned in.
4. He loves the Lord.
5. He makes the best eggs and pancakes. No, really.

So there you have it. Happy Friday.

Thursday, February 4, 2010


Today Baylor came running into the kitchen and was SOOOOOO excited at the fact that pirates call treasure booty.

Thrilled. He was thrilled.

He is so my son.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Baby in a basket

Just wanted to brag about my new shoes. Thank you Lands End! $11 for my new spring shoes. I was going to get pink, but brown seemed more sensible.
I went upstairs to see if Brody had fallen asleep after an hour of screaming. He indeed the clothes basket. So cute!

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Truthful Tuesday

Ten truths for Tuesday. Here's to living a truly transparent (whether you like it or not) life.

1. Last week in Target, I had a coffee and set my cup down on a shelf to tie my shoe and "forgot" to pick the cup back up again. I really feel bad about it. No...really, I do.

2. Sometimes I get bitter at my husband (in a loving wife sort of way) because he gets to 1. leave the house without children 2. Engage in adult conversation 3. Pee without someone attached to his leg and 4. Actually sit down for lunch and eat it slowly.

3. I have this fascination with the 50's. I wish I could get away with bright red lipstick and a cute little 50's style dress. My dream car is a 1954 Ford truck.

4. I sometimes feel guilty for thinking that two children is perfect (at least for right now)

5. I sneak into the boys' room after they are sleeping and make sure they're clothed and diapered, but I also just look at how peaceful they are and I pray for their future wives.

6. Wore the same jeans three days in a row last week.

7. Need to take six credit hours in order to keep my teaching licence this year, but haven't signed up for any classes. Eeek!

8. I check myself out in the mirror or any reflective surface for that matter.

9. I dance with the boys in the kitchen to music, even when I know the neighbors can see us.

10. I can't imagine any greater job that being a mom. I love it.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Super Beagle

Okay, not so super sometimes but still pretty cute. I feel quite sorry for our two beagles Macey and Chloe. When we first got them, we treated them like children. They slept with us, we walked them all the time and we'd snuggle with them constantly. Now they are often pushed aside while we care for the real children. I love my dogs dearly and could never part with them, even though we have toyed with the idea of finding them homes in which people would love them more. It's not that we don't love them, we just can't give them all the attention sometimes that they deserve. I would miss them terribly but I wouldn't miss the excessive dog hair that I feel like I'm cleaning up constantly and the howling. Not to mention the chewed on toys followed by lots of tears. I try to spend some time snuggling with them each day just like the kiddos but it often doesn't happen. They have a love hate relationship with each other too. One minute Macey is licking out Chloe's ear and the next she has her in a death grip with teeth snarling. They each have their own personalities too. Chloe is the super cool very laid back one but still likes a good fight and Macey is uh.....not the sharpest crayon in the box but very cute. They say that beagles are the hardest to train because they are the most stubborn. Hmmm sounds like my children too! As obnoxious as they can sometimes be, they are still a part of our family and we love them....okay, me and the kids love them the jury is still out on Lonnie.