our precious turned 2 today!

our jewel said it so appropriately, "mom, time flies by so quickly! she was born. then she just turned 1 and now she's two!" no kidding!

we celebrated with some cupcakes from "house of cupcakes". our precious licked off every last bit of that icing. just thinking about it makes me cringe.

it's a blessing to have this precious one in our lives.  she's my fearless, reserved, fast learnin', bundle of joy. thank you Jesus!

random thoughts

a few random thoughts that are floating through my mind...

1. precious learned the number 9. so jewel decided to quiz her. it went something like this:

jewel: what's 2+7?

precious: 9

jewel: what's 3+6?

precious: 9

jewel: what's 5+2?

precious: 9

jewel: no, you're wrong!

precious: hey! and then punched her in the nose!! hard!

i declare! don't mess with precious.

2. the other day, i was talking to our jewel about wwII.  after we talked about the facts of the war, she asks about the philosophy and doctrine of war. ie. why do christians kill people? aren't they supposed to love people like Jesus said? japan isn't a christian country but we are, right? 

oh boy! so i just did what every other good parent did. i said, "let's talk about it later". then i passed the buck to my man and asked him to follow up with it. 

3. first day of CC was yesterday. i felt so bad; i was so exhausted, that i fell asleep the last 10 minutes of it... when i was supposedly watching a few of the younger kids ( my 2 year old included).   

i'm still recovering today. i woke up extremely exhausted and even after a 3 hour nap, i'm still wiped out.  i can't wait until the kids go to bed so i can too.   currently they're playing outside with the neighborhood kids but i can't get myself to get off the chair to make dinner. 

4. i feel guilty. precious' birthday is tomorrow and i've planned nothing. and when i say nothing, i mean,  our jewel reminded me that it was her birthday tomorrow and that's what started my planning - oops! better ask my man to swing by the store and pick up a cake or something.  one redemptive plan - we're going to hit the beach for the day with my sister on saturday and do a casual bday celebratory lunch there with simple sammies and cupcakes. nothing big, but i think she'll enjoy it. just thinking about the day honestly wipes me out. but i really want to try this beach out; i've heard that there's a walkway that goes out pretty far into the beach so that will be nice for my man and hopefully we'll finally find a beach that we might remotely enjoy.  

i'm digressing but here's my hatred with beaches these days... so going to the beach looks something like this - first i take the stroller and all the beach junk to the spot. then i come back and attempt to roll my man to the spot. meanwhile, our jewel carries our precious besides me. however, sometimes, the sand is too hot, hard, etc.. and she can't carry precious very long. so then we switch plans and i push my man to the spot and then come back for precious.  by the time i get to the spot, i'm extremely exhausted, hot, and in a sour mood... esp since i'm preggo and haven't worked out in months. once we're on the spot, my man can't go into the water so he's extremely hot and the girls want to go in the water so i go back and forth between the beach spot (which is nowhere near the water) and the water.  so 1 1/2 hrs later, my man and i are grumpy, tired, and hot and we've had enough. we gather all our stuff and do the multiple trips to the boardwalk again.  

doesn't that sound like a miserable time at the beach?? so that's why we hate it.  a few times we've gone with our good friends and they help with all the gear and the wheelchair -- then i'm not so miserable.   

we'll see how saturday goes. having my sister with me and the supposedly long walkway should help a lot. we'll see.  i'm cautiously hopeful. 

that's it. my post-its are gone.

two posts in one month?!

i know. it's a shocker for me too. but the girls are playing outside with a friend so i wanted to snag the few minutes to write something up.

i've come up with a new analogy for my brain: post-its.
yes, that's right.
before my brain used to work like a to do list. i had items i wanted to cross off and i could even visually see them get crossed out.  but these days, my brain doesn't seem to have the capacity to even do that. so i just have random post-its all over my brain. sometimes they connect, sometimes they don't.  so i seem like i'm barking orders are different people, it's because i'm just pulling those post its off as they come.

there's something else i wanted to post about but the post-it must have fallen off the wall of my brain because i can't remember...