Saturday, March 23, 2013

In the news...

Enough has been going on with each family member that I thought it would be fun to do a little tid-bit report on everyone...


Dennis

Dennis is *finally* done with ice fishing! And, just like every year, he gave up too soon, thinking we were on our way to the spring thaw, only to have one or two more snowstorms and freezing temps. It happens every year. :-)
Next month, he will be leaving for 5 days for a conference that his work is sending him to. I don't remember off the top of my head where it is, but it's no where near home. I am dreading it facing 5 days by myself with the kids. Henry technically is sleeping through the night, but is still up 2-3 times with bad dreams or constipation lately. Onto Henry....

Henry

Because we've switched to milk, he's been having problems with constipation and the stomach cramps wake him up at night. We've been battling this with a lot of pear juice but believe me, it takes A LOT of pear juice to get him regular again. It took an entire week just to get him back to normal. Any change in diet seems to block him up again. 

But other than that, things have been good, and, he has been walking! He now is a regular walker--he can walk about 10 paces now without falling down. I even saw him do a fancy about-face spin on his heel to walk in a new direction--although I think that may have been an accident.

He is also starting to talk a little too. He is our first early talker! Well, for us, he is early. All our other kids didn't start talking until they were nearly two. :-) He now says "Mama" and "Da-da" pretty regularly and his newest word is "Done!" He seems to understand what it means because he uses it when he's done sleeping or eating. It sometimes comes out as "dumb" but we know what he means.

Max

It is Max's birthday today! He is now a 9 year old. I can't believe how old he has gotten and how the time really does fly, as people say. I remember those first few years they seemed to crawl and I used to celebrate every new age he hit but now I just feel a little more sad every year. Well, sad and happy.

He's been doing good overall in school--he still brings up at least once a week that he wishes he could be home-schooled. It might be that one day, he may be home-schooled again but for now Cologne Acadamy seems to be helping him in ways that I cannot. He's learning to type and is getting regular "A's" in spelling. The only thing I don't like is that the work that he's doing--such as spelling--is at the level of  Kindergarten. (three letter words, once in a while there might be a 4 level word.) It's hard to get excited about his spelling tests when I see Luke bringing home the same work, but for Max's sake, I do try to scrape up some enthusiasm. I have noticed that over the past week that the teachers are trying to introduce some 4 letter words in--they felt it was more important to help Max's confidence is spelling before challenging him on hard spelling words.

He is "Star of the Week" next week. Every student is at some point the Star of the Week and they have to fill out a little paper that tells more about themselves. They're also asked to bring something that's important to them. When I told Max he is Star of the Week, he said, "Oh NO! I HATE Star of the Week! I don't WANT to do Star of the Week! You have to remember everybody's NAMES for Q&A and I STILL don't remember their names! WHY does this always happen to ME???"  
And here I thought I was telling him good news.
His teacher told me that his para will be up at the class to help him if he needs it though, and to help him with remembering kids names. :-)

Lucy

Lucy is doing well at school too--except that I found out only last week that she has been failing her spelling tests. I had no idea that they had even been doing spelling (they started back in January for the 2nd trimester) and I found many "0's on her spelling tests. My fault, I guess, for not going through her backpack lately. 

Unlike Max, Lucy has spelling words that almost seem too hard for her--words like "volleyball" and "valley" and other words with those hidden "e's" in them. But we went over her spelling words this week and she proved me wrong by getting every word right--to which she was very proud!

She's also showing a real love of history; she does pretty well with those tests and we haven't even really studied them together (oops.) She's learning all about Lewis & Clark and some Indian woman that helped them. I gotta  tell you, I'm learning right along with her. 

At home, she's always working on some project like drawing a map. She loves to make maps of the city of Chaska. She does pretty good too. One day I told her we had to go to Target and she pulled out her map and said, "Ok. So according to this map, we go here and here and here..."

Luke

Me and Luke have been working pretty hard on some of the parts of his personality that needs polishing. We had a heart-to-heart chat the other day about how sometimes his behavior might make people not like him. It made him cry but I still don't regret telling him this. He needed to hear it because he has no idea how he can come off sometimes. Since then, he's really been working hard on his teasing and his listening (respecting people when they tell him to stop doing something, such as teasing or purposely annoying them to make them mad.) I rather tell Luke hard things like this than someone else just go up to him and tell them that they can't stand him because of these things he does. I think it's a hard part of parenting--the tough love--but it's necessary. I also told him how much it hurts me when he acts like this because I know the loveable and sweet side of Luke. A lot of times, he is misunderstood how he tries to show love--such as smothering Henry to the point where Henry screams at him to get away from him.

However, there is that very sweet side to him and I'm trying to show him that I see that part of him too. More praise, more hugs, more positive attention. At least this is what I try to do. I've also talked to Max and Lucy, who sometimes are too easily annoyed by Luke, about being more patient with him. Sometimes I worry that Luke will grow up thinking that no one likes him and therefore, he will stop trying to be good. 

On his IEP report, I had to laugh. One of the goals on his IEP is that "Luke will attempt to play with children for at least 10 minutes by demonstrating sharing, listening to others ideas, ect."  I read his IEP update yesterday to which it said: "Luke was asked by an adult if he would like to participate in a game that other kids were playing. He said no and kept drawing. Then he saw other kids getting excited about the game and he decided he wanted to play too. Luke was playing nicely about 10 minutes when he was asked by another child if they could play too. He said "No. Only three can play." And turned his back on the student. The adult explained to Luke that the appropriate way to respond is: "This game can only take 3 people, but you can play the next round." Luke still shows that he needs to continue to work on this goal--however, only one more time is needed before he meets this goal!" 

I had to laugh as he was *almost there* he had been playing so good for 10 minutes and then that little mouth of his ruined it. :-) I have to confess, even though sometimes his bluntness can be a little startling and we do need to continue to work on this, it does make me giggle a little. 

On the complete flipside to Luke--he is showing more and more a side of him that loves order and neatness. I once made his bed (yes, I said "once") and he was so happy that he didn't want anyone--including himself--on the bed in case it got messed up. He loves to organize and he's always the first one packed and ready to get to school. For school, he brought home a paper in which every student was asked what they wanted to be when they grow up and Luke said he wants to be a teacher. He has said this more than once, so we'll see!

I couldn't help laughing at what one other student said: "I want to be a cop. My Mom said that sometimes they have to use salt and pepper to get bad guys to be good, so that's what I want to do."

Luke's segment is a little long, but also on a positive note, me and Luke go every week Nicklodean at the Mall of America. We go during Max's therapy time at Frasier, and seeing that the Mall of America is right across the street from Frasier, it works to go there. It actually is a lot of fun, because no rides are open at the time that we go there's no crowds to deal with. Other than the custodians and mall-walkers, it's just me and Luke. He has a lot of fun running all over the walkgrounds of Nickolodian, looking at rides and telling me which ones he wants to ride when we go someday. We usually end our time with a smoothie at "Aunt Annie's"--one of the rare stores that are open that early. (Max's therapy is at 8 in the morning but the mall doesn't officially open until 10.) 


Anna

Dear little Anna is waking us up in the middle lately. Originally she was waking up poor Lucy in the middle of the night, and once I found both the girls playing downstairs at 4 in the morning! I told Anna that she must wake us up instead--and it took a week before she actually started doing that. Finally, one night, I woke up because I thought I heard something. I got up to check on Anna when I tripped over a body lying on the floor. It was Anna, who got up--again--in the middle of the night to sleep on our floor. I have no idea how long she was there. 

We've tried cutting out her naps during the day but all this does is make her impossible with her behavior. One day all she did was walk around with her blankie, lying down in every room--including the kitchen--trying to take a nap. I have no idea what time she got up that morning but it must have been really early.

The past two nights she has at least slept in her own bed and Lucy said that she isnt' waking her up anymore saying "Go time? Go time?"  But she still gets up too early. We give her a nap every few days for the sake of her sanity. And ours. 

Ok, I have to go make breakfast now. As Anna says, "It's go time!"




Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Pope Francis and the kids!






I was taking a nap (which I never do because there's no time) when my "Pope Alarm" woke me up out of a dead sleep. Yes, I signed up for the Pope Alarm text but have been getting my texts late so that's not what woke me up. My "Pope Alarm" was Henry, who was also taking a nap and woke up screaming (he has been dealing with stomach aches lately--which is why I was taking a nap, because I was up with him for 2 hours last night.) Once I got him I checked my computer for new emails/orders and also checked on FB for the latest Pope news. "WHITE SMOKE!!!" was all over Facebook. I went racing to the TV and started calling for Dennis and the kids to see this rare event. Ok, I was actually screaming for them, but hey, no one was napping anymore.

I thought to grab my camera to take pictures of the kids watching the historical event of their new "Papa". Years from now, they may be adults when the next Pope is chosen.

We waited and waited--impatiently I admit.







We (and all those people in St.Peter's Square) waited for over an hour for the new Pope to reveal himself. And then he did! The kids were so excited!




Notice Max in mid-air?

I went on Facebook to type in my reaction to the new Pope--adding to what so many have already written:
"We have a Pope!!!"

And when I looked up, I saw this:


Luke was kissing the TV--or rather, the new Pope.


And then, they all were kissing the Pope. They were so happy to see their new "Papa"!
 
To see the video of the kids reaction to the new Pope, you have to go directly to the blog, so click here.
 
 






Friday, March 8, 2013

7 Quick Takes

Normally this is supposed to be done on Fridays (as it has been started by the Conversion Diary), but it's difficult to find the time or desire to blog lately, so I do it when I can.

-1-

A lot of good things have been happening, but I'm struggling with other things as well. The crosses that God sends sometimes feels very heavy. There have been days where I feel like I am struggling depression and loneliness. It's difficult to fight bitterness and self-pity. 

However, one of the many good things that have been happening is that I've noticed that God is sending me graces to help me with these crosses. They are so noticeable (to me) that it's almost as real as something physical that I can see with my eyes. I know we're not supposed to get too comfortable in these times of spiritual consolation, but I admit, I'm glad to have it. I'm pretty sure that without it, I would have dumped all my woes on top of someone by now or blown up at them for something. 

-2-

Recently, a sad story came about of a 33 year old woman with 5 children who died suddenly of a massive stroke. She was kept alive for 3 days and finally let go after being declared brain dead. Well, you know who this reminds me of.

I now understand why "survivors guilt" is called survivors guilt. There is guilt in surviving something so similar to someone who died. It doesn't make any sense to feel guilty since the decision to live was not placed in your hands, but in God's, but regardless, the guilt is there. The last thing you want to do is talk about your miraculous story of survival. What used to be a story that inspired others is now a reminder that that miracle was not given to someone else who seemed to deserve it more.

The upside to this is that I realized that our lives are designed by God to attain holiness. The "unfairness" that I lived, and this good woman died (and she was a very good, devout and prayerful woman) is not unfair at all; what we don't understand doesn't mean what happened was wrong, a mistake, or unfair. For whatever reason, God thought it best that this mother be called Home to Him; she lived her life and completed the will of God. Something that I've learned is that God's will is never canceled out or somehow screwed up. He wanted me to live because my life is not yet over. Not everyone is called to live until they are 80 years old. Some people live to the age of 2 and they still accomplish the will of God. 

-3-

Etsy has been thriving to the point where I was near panic nearly every day, because I couldn't complete everyone's orders on time. And now, of course, it is completely dead. I will never get used to this up and down of Etsy. I wish that someday I could just have a month where things are steady--not dead or out of control busy. 

Again, I thought about closing down Etsy. This has never been far from my mind; it seems more of a burden some days than a blessing. But then I get to know some of these people with these stories that are humbling; recently I had the honor of making rosaries for a couple who are going to give them to their twin baby girls who are yet to be born. That was a nice story in itself, but then they told me that they recently lost a little baby, Sophia, at only 36 weeks. The story was full of sadness and hope, and they allowed me to tell their story on my Roses for Mary blog. The post by itself received 148 pageviews--most of my posts don't get more than 10 page views. 

This picture below is a locket rosary that holds pictures--this rosary is for Baby Therese with her patron St. Therese on one side, and her big sister, Sophia, now in heaven, on the other.



--4--

I have "met" some other great customers who order the rosaries for interesting reasons. One customer told me she is not Catholic, but she collects rosaries because she thinks the Catholic faith is interesting. Another ordered a Mystical Rose rosary because she wants it for her mother who has a strong devotion to the Mystical Rose. And yet another, who is suffering from 5 different types of cancer, including cancer of the eye and cancer of the stomach. She's been suffering of cancer since 2002. Certainly puts suffering into perspective.

As hard as Etsy can be some days, this is the reason why I keep making the rosaries. The customers are the ones who inspire me to keep making more.

--5--

The kids enjoyed their first Snow Day the other day. We actually had a really great time. Dennis took the kids to the gym which gave me a two hour break to get caught up on rosaries and prayer time. Later, we all went to Famous Daves to eat. We don't go out to eat very often so it was a lot of fun for the kids. Luke especially enjoyed Famous Daves, declaring it to be his favorite restaurant. He's a real "meat and potatoes" kind of guy, except that he hates potatoes. 

On the way home, we stopped at the General Store, and while Dennis and the boys waited in the car (their choice), me, Lucy and Anna quickly browsed through the shop. I told Lucy I used to go to this store when Max was a baby. I loved this store, even though it has tons of useless stuff that is fun to look at but don't really need. I like the "oldness" of the store too. We didn't buy anything, but I did buy everyone some old fashioned suckers. The kids declared it the best Snow Day ever!

--6--

We used a little of our tax money to buy a kitchen island the other day from Target. It's not the one I wanted originally, but it was what we could afford with good conscious. The kitchen island is nice asset to the kitchen, extra counter space and cabinet space. The only thing I don't like is that it's on wheels, and Henry uses it as a walker, which means that the island is usually on one end of the room or another. 

--7--

I tried to clean out the car today. I didn't get very far with the kids inside it. Henry enjoyed "driving" the car and even beeped the horn once (scaring me half to death.) 




Henry is very close to walking now! Yesterday he took his first step! This is good news to me, because I'm finding it harder and harder to carry him around. The other day the muscle in my back felt like it had a hot iron rod stuck in it and I realized it was from carrying Henry around.  But with all the practice he's getting from pushing the kitchen island around, it won't be long I'm sure.


Ok, off to do more rosaries and cleaning while the kids are sleeping!





Saturday, March 2, 2013

Henry got a haircut, Anna got pampered

Henry got his first haircut, and he fought it the entire time...






I was in the chair holding him the entire time, so at least he had that. The lady looked at me kind of weird when I told her I wanted to hold Henry during the haircut, and I told her, "Believe me, you're gonna want me to." And it turns out I was right.

Anna had her haircut at the same time. Unlike Henry, she loved it.





I've always known she was a girly-girl but I would say she is even more so than Lucy. She loves the pampering and she also loves backrubs. Backrubs from me and Dennis, that is. Not from the hairstylist.




She even got her hair washed for the first time. She loved it. Ahhhh....

....and in the meantime, Henry screamed the entire time.

Get me out of here!

This is wonderful....

No it isn't!!!



It seemed like forever, but the hairstylist worked as fast as she could. She even left his bangs slightly uneven.

In the end, Anna got a new hairdo....


....and Henry got a sucker.

Pineapple. Not bad!


In the end, it's all good.