Random, Random Everywhere But Nothing That Makes Sense

Just a few random thoughts to bestow upon my avid readers.

1. Why is it that a one year old will insist on wearing a winter stocking hat in 78 degree weather?

Lil Mr. N loves going outside. He will bring you his shoes and coat. Then he will precede to bring you, your shoes and coat. All the while trying with everything in him to let you know he WANTS TO GO OUTSIDE. I was already planning on some outdoor fun, so I got everyone ready to go. Lil Mr. N is on the verge of a meltdown. His is frantically looking for something and I kept telling him, "Buddy, we are going outside". He just keeps whining. So I finish grabbing the stroller, keys, cell phone, etc and head towards the door. He comes running up to me with his superman winter cap. I told him we didn't need it because it wasn't cold outside. He didn't care. I kept telling let's just go outside. By this time his is about ready to throw himself to the floor. He can smell the spring air and it is killing him. So........I put the hat on.............and we head outside. People it is nearly 80 degrees outside. What will people think? I let him play for a minute and then with bated breath I gently pulled it right off his tiny, little head. Wait for it........wait for it.... nope not a thing. He was so over the hat, he was outside.

2. You know you are out of shape and possibly on the other side of 30 when you take your children to the park, and they insist you climb the monkey bars, and when you finally heave yourself across (even though your arms and inner elbows are now burning with pain) you look down to see....................of yes.....................I have managed to pop NUMEROUS tiny, little blood vessels right in the bend of my elbow. LOVELY!

These have been random thoughts with Chandra. Stay tuned next time for more...................randomness.

Our New House

I know I promised pictures like a month ago and I am sorry it has taken me so very long. Remember I am not the photographer in the family. Only a few of the pictures I took turned out (if you can even say they turned out, their pretty bad). This is all I have for now. Consider this your appetizer.

Here is the outside of the house.

Here is the formal living room (with Mr. N and Lil Mr. N).

Here is the dining room off the formal living room.

We have a family room/den, an eat-in kitchen, two bedrooms and two baths on the main floor. There are two more bedrooms and a bath upstairs, plus we have a full partially finished basement. We feel so blessed to have so much room and look forward to housing our family and friends when they come to visit. Which I am sure they will!?!?!?!?

P.S. Mrs. H.J., when are you going to have that baby?

Church in a Basement

I pray this finds everyone well and for those of you back in Hillsboro, know that I miss you all (terribly) and pray for you all regularly.

I woke up yesterday morning (many times, that stinkin' time change), made breakfast, showered, woke my brood of boys, fed them and hiked over to Church. The temperature outside was wonderful, a little on the breezy side but wonderful.

We settled into the pew, same exact pew as we have been sitting in ALL MONTH LONG. Mr. N, apparently, is a creature of habit. We have been trying to break the mold, cycle of sitting in the same spot. However, it seems like every week when we walk in there is always the same exact spot open. Our plan.......get there earlier and pick whatever spot we want. OH, but NO, Mr. N. wants to sit in HIS spot. "I like that spot, that is where I want to sit", he says to me. So, for the sake of not creating "issues" (I think you know what I mean by issues) I "graciously" let him lead the way into "our" pew.

Okay, back to my story. We were getting into communion time and Lil' Mr. N. had decided he had had enough. So, I "discretely" excused myself to the cry room. Matthew started his sermon and I settled in to hear him via the speaker. About 15 minutes or so into the sermon I hear this howling noise. It took me only a second to realize what it was, me being wired to hear tornado sirens at a moments notice (even ones that aren't going off). I hustled out of the nursery to make sure Matthew had heard them and try to help everyone downstairs.

Now, we could have all just hunkered down and waited for the storm to pass, but we didn't. Chairs were set up in the basement fellowship hall and Matthew finished his sermon downstairs. He is kind of like the post office, I suppose. He will preach not matter the weather.

Just some thoughts to leave you with today. Where do you go in the storms of your life? Will continue on with your purpose when the storm comes or will you hunker down, waiting it out?

In the Blink of an Eye

It is so crazy how fast kids grow. It is also a little crazy how moms find humor in things. Matthew so did not think this was funny. But I thought Lil' Mr. N just looked absolutely adorable. He discovered today how to blink his eyes and just got the biggest kick out of it. Of course, by the time I got the phone out to record him, he didn't really want to show off anymore. I finally got him to do it again. So, if you don't find this adorable it is okay. They say love is blind. I am just trying to cherish every moment because they will be grown and out of the house in the blink of an eye. Enjoy.