Mother's Day :)

Mother's day is often a bit of a joke for those of us who have young children. It's just not always possible to be pampered on Sunday morning when you are trying to get a family out the door for church on time... among other miscelaneousness. I do have to give props to my precious husband for getting up with our children this morning, getting them fed, preparing my breakfast, and getting everyone ready for church so that all I had to do was get myself ready. He also helped the boys sign an adorable card for me, and wrote me a tear-jerker of a note himself. A few days ago, he planned ahead and discussed with me what he wanted to do for me for mother's day, but since finals are coming up for him, we couldn't do it today. Finally, he grilled steak and salmon for dinner, so I didn't have to cook. Thanks, Don! Sorry that your tough-exterior reputation that you are so proud of is getting ruined on my blog. You're the best.

OK, so while Don was out studying this afternoon, I took the boys to the park. It was a beautiful day. Breezy, but warm, sunny, and well, just beautiful. After about 45 min. however, I was reminded that I have a very unfortunate allergy to what some would consider to be the most beautiful season of the year... I was sneezing, sniffing, etc... Thankfully, the park is a very short walk up the street from our house. Also, Luke suddenly had to go the bathroom, so I decided it was time to go home. On our way out of the park, Jon David wiped out on his razor scooter on the concrete. It was a good plunge, leaving him with multiple scratches and booboos, bleeding too. He panicked and screamed with pain. I knew it hurt, although I could also see that it was nothing too serious. So I went over to try to comfort him, thinking we could sit for a while, walk the short distance home, and then bandage him up. My goal was to calm him down. At the same time, I glanced over at Luke, who was doing the "pipi dance" as we call it. I told Luke to come over, and though we were not close to a tree, I made a quick analysis of our surroundings, deciding instantly that it would be OK for my four-year-old to "drop trow". Come on, it's cool to be a boy, right? Well, I immediately yank his shorts down, and tell him to go. "I have to go poopoo, Mommy" was the response. So I tried to console Jon David as best I could, and told him to be brave, that we would have to walk home immediately. Picture the image with me, here: a 5 month pregnant mother (ON mother's day, none-the-less), walking down the sidewalk, carrying the bag of snacks, and two scooters -- one on each shoulder -- a five year old trailing behind whimpering about his wounds, and a four year old in front, trotting steadily ahead, helmet and all. It was quite a sight.

On a lighter note, Luke informed me today that they sang about droids today in church. I said, wow, there's a church song about droids? (Quick refresher on Luke, my four-year-old: He LOVES star wars movies, star wars toys, he even plays the guessing game where we have to guess which character or ship in star wars he is talking about). Well, the more he talks about the song, I finally understand that he is talking about the children's song that goes something like this:
I've got the JOY, JOY
JOY, JOY
JOY, JOY
(repeat this twice)
Down in my heart, (clap, clap)
.....
Pic of Luke watching Return of the Jedi with Daddy (pic from last week):

Anyway, if you try saying or singing this refrain, you can sort of see how he would have gotten "droid" from "joy" I guess. :) Hey, who said there were no church songs about star wars?

I have to say that God has been providing for our every need. Sometimes, I have an easier time trusting Him than others. Lately, it has been easy. As you know, I am pregnant with our third boy. As you may not know, Don and I went back and forth some with this decision. We prayed a lot about whether or not to try for a third child. During this time, I gave away a lot of our baby clothes. I felt like God was telling me to let go, and Don kept saying that God would provide if we ever had another one, and it seemed silly to hoard stuff that other people needed. Now that we live in a smaller townhome, we don't have room to store a lot of that stuff anyway! Thankfully, God has provided us with a larger rental for us to move into this summer. Also, my next door neighbor just had a baby a couple of months ago. Her infant has already grown out of the smallest size baby clothes, so she presented me with a laundry basket full of 0 to 3 size clothes a few weeks ago!!! :) Then, a lady from my ladies group here brought me some clothes recently that her toddler has grown out of. She said that she had already given away the 0 to 3 stuff, but had 3 to 6 months, and 9 months, and some 12 month stuff, too, I think. Anyway, I was just totally amazed at how God is blessing me and taking care of me -- even in small ways like baby clothes. :)

Random pic of Jon David being silly (I wonder where he gets that personality trait??)

Happy Mother's day! :)