Author: Michelle White

  • kid stuff

    I came across this website/ blog:

    http://www.icanteachmychild.com/

    I like this for many reasons, but here are a few:

    a) I first read it as ‘I can’t eat my child’. (and, of course, that made me laugh) +10 points
    b) I am not creative
    c) I am a direction follower {I use those terms loosely}
    d) I am not a teacher.

    Admittedly, I know how to make babies, not raise ’em. I have never had siblings from birth, I paid minimal attention in school, and have never successfully potty trained any of my 3 dogs. Which makes for an outstanding parent. It really is a miracle I am writing in english. We have entered a whole new world of learning and discovery, and I am feeling completely unqualified to raise my brood. Ever heard that poem, “at 3, my parents knew everything”, blah, blah…(it goes on about how we start thinking we know everything) *yawn*.
    Any-hoo, I can assure you B would never say that. I can’t seem to find the right age appropriate explanations for things or lessons on how to be a kid.  I am usually google-ing ‘why can’t spiders sing?’, ‘how bad does it hurt if I crawl in the oven’, you know; things of that nature. I can swallow my pride and admit that Big Mama needs to step up her game. After some activity/ educational material hunting, I honestly appreciated all the ideas. And the fact I am smart enough figure out how to do most of them was the double rainbow in this pot o’ gold.

  • Flashback Friday

    Flashback Friday

    lil Stink-you really are the happiest baby/ kid on the block! I love you through and through.
  • HUGE answer to prayer

    If you have ever been to our casita, you know the downstairs john doesn’t flush properly. You know this because if you asked me, I first awkwardly quizzed you on what exactly was going to take place in the bathroom, and then tried to recover with a lengthy explanation of why we have had 8 plumbers in our home and we don’t know what is wrong with it so please don’t go #2, thankyouverymuch.
    I know,  I am the hostess with the mostess.
    Plumber #9 had it going on. He came, he did something, he conquered. (what is the middle word?). He shoved  his video snake thing down the hole and found a wrench in the elbow which has never allowed the toilet to flush properly. Well anything other than water at least. So when he set the toilet, water flooded everywhere thus destroying our downstairs floor. A LOT of money in repairs, *that we haven’t done yet*, and insurance denied the claim. If you go to our church or love us, we have probably harrassed you with prayer requests after prayer requests….and four months later and a miracle later: THEY ARE PAYING for EVERYTHING!!!! Can you believe it? Me neither. When I get the check, I will more likely believe it, but in the mean time if you see a crazy woman dancing her happy dance in the middle of the street, that is me.


    “My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.”

                     -Psalm 121:2

    “Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.”
                     -Matthew 7:7
  • Quarterly Reports

    Quarterly Reports

    Thought I would check in to let my invisible readers know just how I am doing with my goals for this year. You can tell I have lofty aspirations as I set my mind to do things like wake up, move my legs and read…
    I don’t take disappointment well. If you want to revisit my grand plans for this year, go here.
    Well, as for #1, to wake up with the husbie:
     I am doing ok. Nice and inconsistent as always. The problem is these two small people:

    I have a hard time getting out of bed when they make their way into each of my arms. So there is an extra challenge to actually get both feet on the ground in the morning when C awakes, but, there has been growth. I am at 60-70 percent success rate. How do you like that? Any other job I would be fired. Good thing I am dating the boss;)
    Next goal: Bible study and uniterrupted prayer time.
    WINNER WINNER chicken dinner. God has been so faithful to help me carve out time to seek Him out through scripture and prayer. Having an appetite for growth has been encouraging.  I am always excited when new truths are revealed to me and I actually look forward to this time. 
    Lastly: 1/2 marathon training.
    Hmmm, I guess I need to be honest here….not running as MUCH as I should. (Details, right?)  But C has been so sweet in helping me along by watching the kids while I run or helping me push the double wide. So I am about  10 miles behind each week, but I will just have to step it up from here on out. Or down a case redbull before the big bad race.
    *one item of note: WHY do I start craving boxes of brownies or cookies when I go through a running season? Is is self sabatoge? Completely disrupts the sweet benefit of SLIMMING down. Instead I look like I am weight training for a chunk competition. True story. 
  • Showering Baby Jake

    Showering Baby Jake

    Saturday was a sweet day were we were able to honor baby Jake and my sister in law Angela. I know she and David are going to be loving, wonderful parents. Considering their dog can balance a bone on her nose for 2 minutes, and responds to 3 different languages, (ok, that might have been a stretch), I am anxiously waiting to see what kind of tricks lil’ Jake will pull off. I am partial to ‘toss the binkie’-no pressure. Tricks aside, I am entirely too excited to hold the little nugget. Angela looks beautiful, all belly. Another thing I should have probably taken a picture of at a BABY shower.

    Here are some pics of of the shower. Not nearly enough-but I can only do so much.
    Oh, and THANK YOU MOM. I think I will always be thanking her for anytime people step foot in the home God has blessed us with. She is Martha but with energy, {come on people, we all know Martha outsources} to the 10th degree and completely has her homemaking skills in check. I am not what you call a learner, so she always steps in to bail me out when I start suggesting crazy things like pizza, chips and salsa at a baby shower.
    Don’t worry, we still had stale chips. (the shame!)

    Wilma, Rhonda, and Mamabird.
    Sweet Belle and SIL Vylet.
    Donna roon-bird, and Angela.
    Mommy to be!

    I made this! Kind of. My mom did 80%. I get points for the idea, right?
    (not my gift)
    I totally did not made that card.
    The ever fabulous tissue balls. Took me the better part of the week, and I still can’t feel my right pointer finger from the glue gun.
    I know, she is beautiful.