cleaning

With the warmer weather here, we have been sorting through what to get rid of in our home. I have found a swap place on-line for the city I live in. It's like an on-line garage sale. My list is growing. Bike, dresser, furniture covers, bunk bed, and I'm sure the more I dig, the more can be sold.

It amazes me how much "stuff" we have. How fortunate and blessed we are for the home we have, for the items in it. I was once again reminded Monday night of how nothing is mine. I'm just the caretaker for the things loaned to me. It was the kick in the rear end I needed. Not just take better care of material things, but my husband, my kids, my body.

So as spring cleaning takes place in our home, it's also a time for me to spring clean my soul and try to get rid of the excess "stuff". To take better care of what has been given on loan to me, but to take better care of myself too.

hopeful

I think it's here to stay.
Days with no coats, boots, snowpants, hats, gloves, or mittens.
Sunshine.
Flowers!
Seeing the earth wake up from it's very long drousy hibernation.
Spring Peepers.
Colors.
To have it arrive is a sweet fragrance.
Renewal.
Newness.
A new season.
Here to stay.

doozy of an outcome

Sam's 6th year has started out with a big bang, including the twirling stars.
Yesterday was the yearly checkups for both kids.
Healthy as horses. Good to know.
Last night, Sam was playing baseball with a friend and was hit smack dab in the forehead. On top of that, he tried to hit the ball and ended up hitting himself with the bat right where the ball hit. Drop, stop and roll took place. Well....more like drop, stop and scream.
This morning he woke up needing to throw up and had a 102+ temp. He went back to sleep on the couch until 1:00.
My mind started whirling with concusses thoughts.
Ended up back at the doctor this afternoon.
Diagnosis?
Strep throat.
Who knew? I told my friend that it was probably a blessing that her son hit
Sam with the ball since that was the main reason I took him to the doctor. Otherwise it could have been days before we went, which would've not had a nice sunny outcome.

15 seconds after the medicine was ingested, he was feeling much better. Stomach groans stopped. Then I strongly suggested the two of them watch tv as the wrestling ensued and a 2nd child with strep around here is something that can be done without.

I'm ready for a nap!

The big 6 in 07

Another year has flown swiftly by in Sam's life. Hard to believe a year ago he was in preschool. Now he's learning to read, sound out words, write sentences, add,subtract, and trying to bravely learn to ride his bike without training wheels. He still loves any sport, wrestling, riding bikes with dad, but has added I Spy, being in charge of making mac and cheese, computer games from the library, space, ocean life, and checking the weather every day to his list of favorites.

So to go with his favorites, he wanted a basketball cake, received his very own biking gloves, an apron and an I spy book. Along with a gift certificate for painting his room (in which he chose blue, white and orange: Denver Bronco colors), NFL blanket and sheets with all the teams helmets on it to go on his new bed.



It was a very happy birthday and he had a huge blast!! Playing with his favorite tall
friend, trying out his biking gloves and breaking in the new apron as he made his favorite breakfast the next day. Scrambled eggs. The breakfast of 6 year old champions!