so i've just finished reading the calvary chapel christian school aplicant forms and info. it seems like it would be so good for tate to be with other kids and learning, and singing, and coloring, and painting, and making turkeys with his hand print. its only 2 days a week 8-11 and its close by... i would love to be able to send him there. its only $180 a month too!

i love that he goes to robin's class but its just such a drive and once im on that side of town i cant just turn around and get stuff done at home- i have to wait around until hes done.

i'd like to really seek God's opinion on sending tate to preschool. oh yes, and josh. i've recently had a freak out about him being the kid who is behind in school. autumns entire 1st grade class is reading way ahead of her, not because shes lacking anything but because they all went to FULL DAY kindergarden. i cannot imagine sending my 4 or 5 yr old to school (especially public... not that i have anything against public school but for my little little ones i prefer those with jesus in their hearts teaching them!) from aprox 8 am to 3 pm? thats nuts. they seem so little. i'd die.

-sidenote: i totally just remembered that 5 yr old little girl on the tyra show who was still being breastfed... yeah she wouldnt make it full day kindergarden.-

how can i judge anyone else though and what they do with their kids. each of our kids needs and is ready for different levels of school. maybe tate will need and be ready for a full day at kindergarden. gulp.

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so carol, at church won a car on the ellen show. i choose to believe that miracle is God telling me new cars do happen. i don't care what you think... I CHOOSE TO BELIEVE. hear that, God? i believe.

- update on the honey do list...

we folded and put away laundry and i purged all of our drawers, and all of the unwanted clothes are on the floor under the excuse that josh needs to look through his pile and confirm the purge. why is my pile still on the floor you ask? simple; balance. i'm a little worried about josh looking through his pile. he once looked at me with crazy eyes when i asked him if i could toss his old, holey, recently replaced wallet. the old wallet sits in the desk in our room untouched. bless his heart, he might need it one day. hopefully its the day we have bags and bags of things to get rid of and we need one more thing to fill a bag. its perfect for that.

on the subject of my dear husband... lately when i talk to him while he's at work i get to hear him doing his police work. listening to the "pr" and being all helpful and " give us a call if he bothers you again"-ish. i'm so proud of him and that he takes such pride in his career. coming into adulthood and y'know... real life i'm learning that a blessing like that is hard to come by.

oh yeah, and he's hot when he talks in numbers and letters and confirms and disregards.
love him.

this week has been so beautiful. i wish the temperature would stay at 85 all year round.





on wednesday the kiddies and i went to the park with all of the wsbc mommas and kiddos. nothing more relaxing these days than sitting at the park while watching little addy-lou perplexed by her pink otterpop. tastes so good... wont stay in my mouth. but so good. and...its gone. i got a burn/tan on my back, tate got pink arms, ears, and neck, and dear addison got a farmers tan.





way to go mom... lets go to the park at noon and SUNBLOCK FOR NO ONE! addison and i were fine but my poor little freckle-face tate. i just cant seem to get it through my head that everyone else in our family tans and tate just BURNS. no inbetween nice color- always pink. incidently we bought SPF 50 today. i asked josh if he thought i should get spf 70 and he says, "i think after 30 its just getting a bit ridiculous dont you think?" i dont really know what that means, but his next piece of advice was to get "whatevers on sale" -sigh- of course. spf 50 is what we have.





did i ever say that he is the most fun to shop with? because i would have been LYING. when we go into a store he gets this look on his face like the place is on fire and its about to come crumbling down on our family and when we all die (from shopping) it will be ALL MY FAULT. he projects this "youre killing our family, and i'm dying first" look the entire time. then as soon as we return home his hot flashes calm down and the scowl starts to unscrew on his face he's back. his hell could quite possibly be shopping with me using his money for the rest of his entire life. i wouldnt rule homicide out.





speaking of homicide... no just kidding. but really, how do you transition from that?





tate will be debuting in his very first sunday school class performance next sunday evening. i could not be more excited. theyll be singing "Jesus Loves Me" which he practices the first verse of quite often- and thats it. it sounds like this: Jesus lubs me dis i know. for da biBOL TELLS MAY SO!! (he screams that last part... everytime). i'm just curious to see if thats how he'll be singing during his performance or if thats just a special version for mom. or will he be the kid on the end picking his nose... or the kid tapping his friend next to him, or the one waving wildly to him mom, or the one who just peed his pants... at any rate, Jesus loves him.

and i love him too :o)photo courtesy of stephen salazar

honey do

i feel like i really will never be able to describe the tuesday night excitment i get every week.

josh is off tomorrow.

its relief.

its giddy.

its FINALLY, my friend is home.

every tuesday i get these mental lists of the things i will put my husband to "work" doing within his next 3 days off.

this week it is:

-clean out the garage

-finish sanding + and stain tate's old/new dresser. a month ago i threatened him with BUYING -gasp- a NEW one if he didnt do as he promised and got that thing up in his room in a week.

-make my front yard look like some of the plants growing amongst the rocks might be deliberate.

-laundry. boy do i hate folding laundry and it takes seriously 10 to 15 minutes to get everything folded and put away when both of us do it. i will seriously leave the basket of clothes on the dryer for the four days he's working so he can help me on my beloved wednesday. one day i'll be sara and dry, fold, iron, hang, iron again, spray with a wonderful fragrance, and gently and with love place each article in its designated place. i'm lying. i will never be able to do that- i just have this uncontrollable urge to not care. to not care and to forevermore shove folded clothes into already packed drawers... or on my hanging days ( i have those) i just hang um... everything. which brings me to my next item...

-clean out the closet and dressers. holy moley.

-speak with someone about a car loan. pause for a prayer:

please Jesus may i have a new car? i'm so grateful that i have A car that runs (usually), that "fits" my family, that was free- and still is free... but Lord you know what we need and if that is a new car... (pleasepleasepleaseplease) give us wisdom about buying one. if its not your will that we buy a new car... please just give me peace with what we have.

but God... please?

amen.

-play. play play play together.

20 minutes have passed. i was watching the news. taser cameras- cool. just dont take tasers away.

i've now lost momentum on this post.

goodnight.

because i love the hubs. and wednesdays.

a street car named DESIRE!

omg i need a camera so bad.


end thought.