Toymageddon

The other night I was yelling speaking with a firm tone of voice to my children about their smelly disaster zone bedroom, when it occurred to me that I needed to stop with the threats and start with the action.  I sent them out and loaded up piles of toys and hid them away.  I was sure this would lead to them feeling remorseful and wanting to keep their room clean.  I was wrong.  They did not seem to notice in the slightest.  This could only mean one thing, they still had too many toys.  I took away more.  They still do not care.  Children 2: Mommy:0

Time for my semi annual blog post

It is May and seeing as I have been exceedingly neglectful of this little blog in the past year I decided to throw my blog a bone.  This past week I have been thinking a lot how quickly life can change.  Not my most cheerful topic, none the less it is what has been on my mind.  One doctors appointment can scare the dickens out of a person and make you realize just how precious all the time and health can be.  This got me thinking about all the people I know who have dealt so beautifully with the big loops life has thrown them.  Seeing them and their attitude give me hope that when life does give something I am not expecting, maybe I will be capable of the same joy in trials.  I am sure they are not joyful all the time, there must be many tears.  But maybe these people have learned how to live by faith because that is all they have.  They can't fix it.  They can't do anything about it.  They can only trust that they are in the hands of God through all of it.