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When you own your own business you get special perks, you know, like expensive health insurance! Yeah- it's really cool! For several years we were paying as much as $600-$1000.00 a month! We never get sick and rarely go to the doctor so you can imagine our excitement each month when we flushed that money down the drain! Who needs a college fund?
So, because we had to pay out of pocket for each and every child, Chip has affectionately dubbed each one of them, "the little, more expensive-kinds." 
If you tell someone something long enough it sticks! I think this has become her mantra! From the second she opens her eyes she starts signing shoes! I can't even get her out of the crib before she asks for them! 
She wears her shoes all day! She also brings us our shoes; she wants us lookin' good, too!
The funniest thing she does is find anything round: toys, tape, trash, and puts them on like a bracelet. She pats her arm and says, "P-e-t-t-y!" She will bring me her hair bows and bow her head down so I can place them on her head! She continues to be that little, more expensive-kind!
My boys have been on a little kick, lately! They want to know which is "the BEST thing" for every scenario! They are into winning, being the fastest, the strongest, etc. I can't imagine where they inherited that from? I think it's a guy thing! ;) They like to ask me all kinds of questions, "Mom, if you could only have one drink the rest of your life, which one is the BEST for you?" "Water," I reply. They probe, "What about milk?" I respond, "That's good for you too, but, water is the BEST!" They continue with just about every food possible and compare and contrast each and every one! "Which vitamin is the VERY BEST?" (I still don't have a good answer for that one!)The other day William asks, "Mom, which is the VERY best fruit?" I answer, "Probably, blueberries." "Nooooo- guess again," he responds. "Well, oranges." "Nooooo," he continues. Not sure where this is going, I continue to guess almost every fruit I can think of. He then responds, "No, mom! It's the-fruit-from-the-Tree-of-Life!" Well, at least some things we teach them stick!
Sometimes you just need a lift! No, not that kind! I'm talking a self esteem lift! Don't you feel like no matter how clean you get the house in a given day you can count on it being a dump by the night? Well, rest your weary hearts and plop down on the couch and watch an episode of "How Clean Is Your House?" on the BBC network. I'm tellin' ya, all your guilt will be swept away! Five minutes of that show will make you feel like you could drink your toilet water and picnic off your bathroom floor!
April 15th may not be the greatest day in history. On this day the Titanic sunk, Lincoln was shot, and taxes are due. But, in this house, we celebrate! This year, William turned 5! 
Of course the theme was pigs, what else?
William got all the invites out early and even made some for the PIGS in this house! Wilbur, Toot, Puddle and the newest (pinata) addition were all in attendance! 
By request, we served hot dogs and s'mores made over the fire pit. They were served up on pig plates with lemonade... his favorite! 
It was spectacular!! 
Pin the tail on the pig, red light-green light in animal masks, a pig hunt, and a pig pinata were all smash hits! William planned the whole thing! 
William/Billy Goat/Wilbur- We sure love you! I can't imagine life without you!
5 Things We Love About You! 1. Your energy for life! I always say you are my "grab life by the horns" kid! 2. Your little giggle! You are always so happy! 3. I love it when I tell you, "William, I love you!" You always respond, "I love you, more!" 4. Those baby blues! You are so handsome! 5. You are so smart! Nothing gets by you! I love to hear your logic especially if you are in trouble! Thank you for blessing our life! We are so proud of you! We love you!
Introducing~ "Pure Sleep" my new BFF!
I have mentioned before about the nightly battles in these parts! We have tried it ALL: the throat spray, the nose strips, sleeping on your side. You name it, we've tried it. And, since I KNOW my husband would NEVER go under the knife (the kid is scared of eye drops) I have taken matters into my own hands! At this point, I would ride bareback and naked across the Sahara Desert if it meant a full night of sleep was involved... yea, I am THAT desperate! I ordered something off the t.v., which I never do, and told them I would sell my soul to the devil himself and that I didn't care how much it costs as long as it worked! So, it's been two nights and we have made it half the night! YAHOO!! They said it might take a few days for it to really work! This is it, people! I can feel it in my bones! Wish me luck! I am (hopefully) off to catch some Z-Z-Z-Z's!
I think I won a gold metal yesterday for my fall down some icy stairs. It happened so fast I can't even remember falling. All I remember was opening my eyes and seeing gray clouds and stars... and it looked just like the guy above! Next thing I knew, I was inside and the blood kept coming! Within a few minutes my hair was soaked in blood and I quickly called Chip to come home from his church meeting and take me to the E.R.The nurses quickly wrapped my head in gauze and Chip affectionately named me "Pocahontas" because of my new headdress. I then heard the nurses discussing whether or not they would have to shave some of my hair or cut around the area they needed to stitch.When the doctor came in I asked him if he would mind doing me a favor and cut just the gray hair out. He said, "no problem." Luckily, they didn't have to cut any hair- they did however, tape my hair down so the doctor could get to the cut. When it came time for them to rip, yes, rip the tape off, I was wishing they had just cut my hair, instead!As they started to numb the area, Chip saw the 4 inch needle and turned around to face the wall with his hand over his eyes. The nurse told him to take a seat; she couldn't catch him from across the room if he fainted.I held his hand.
He was brave!In all seriousness though, I sat there in my headdress looking around the hospital at the other patients that were there- A young teenage boy on crutches with his foot amputated. There was a mother holding her 7-year-old who was the size of a one-year old, on the oxygen, coughing up a lung. There was two other people with shoulders dislocated. I felt so blessed to be there for something so simple and so thankful that it didn't involve something serious with one of my children.Sometimes it takes a brick upside the head to remind you how blessed you are... or in this case, a slab of cement!
~Kate signing "Jesus"~
Lately, I have really been thinking about what it means to cast my burdons on the Lord. I think we tend to think that "the burden" has to be something HUGE like sin or a great trial. And, although I have done my share of "casting" in those areas- I have come to a new understanding and view on what this should mean to us. I tend to downplay my own struggles and try to minimize them in my mind when really, I should be taking them... each and every one of them to the Lord for help, guidance, and peace.
In Psalms 55:22 it says, "Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee." He wants us to come to Him with every aspect of our lives. Whatever our burdens be: feelings of inadequacy, anger, helplessness, resentment, loneliness, pride, struggles with health, depression, anxiety, weight, addiction, struggles with friends or family members, etc. He is there waiting to help us through it all!
In my little, human mind, it is difficult to believe that the Lord would be interested in everything I was doing! I have put this to the test over the past few months and I can promise you THAT HE DOES CARE! Somehow, in his infinate goodness, he cares! I have felt His love and his amazing grace in my life and I have truly felt those burdens lifting. I have seen change that has only come as I have learned to truly cast my burdens on him!
