Well today was the first day of summer break. The boys were excited to sleep in and be in their p.j.’s all day. I talked with my parents neighbor who would be keeping the boys occupied throughout the day. My dad also was planning to be in and out.

Perfect right. (?)

Well, around 11:00 , I receive my 4th phone call of the day at work….

David- mom, I’m bleeding…
Me- what. Why are you bleeding?
David- because of Andrew, he hurt my lip
Me- put Andrew on the phone

Me- Andrew what did you do?
Andrew- I’m bleeding too.
Me- why are you bleeding?
Andrew- because of Blare, he hurt my foot
Me- Put Blare on the phone

Blare- I’m bleeding too mom, I hurt my hand (but not from punching anyone)
Me- WHAT?? why are you bleeding
Blare- I don’t know, I mean we were all like best friends, and then the next
thing I know, we are all bleeding.

Me- hmmm.

What’s a mom to do at this point?

Me- well why don’t you all give each other a hug and apologize to each other
(check)

okay now sit down and write aunt Sara and Malachi a letter and call me
when you are done with that.

This might be a long summer.

They are blowing at me and running from me (?)
I’m unsure of the progress made at this point.

I’ll press on.

This week the boys endured their last week of the school year. One of their highlights was on this past wednesday when their whole school participated in something called “Field Day”. This is a day that the boys look forward to all year, even though their teams have never won. (Poor boys)
On Tuesday night, although it was raining, they all decided to practice for this important event. While I was helping my mom make dinner, we saw something run by the window. I stepped outside and captured some pictures of what I found. (So sweet)

They told me they needed to get to bed early…

The next morning, they rubbed out each others legs and shoulder muscles.

They WON first place in mommy’s eyes!

<3

Trust is such a lovely word in a world thoroughly self-indulged and complicated. it is quiet. simple. it represents freedom. rest. letting go. there are so many unknowns in life:
our children’s struggles. a tentative move. critical talk behind our backs. a search for our own identity. bills to pay.

let go completely. TRUST. live with it all in an open hand before God. Jesus promises he WILL work it all out. I do believe for you, always…

a new sunrise.

~ann kiemel anderson

I read this tonight. Thought I’d share.

Psalms 46:10 (Be STILLL and know that I am God.)

Put those boys to work! 🙂
~momma

Here are some snap shots of our adventure the other night. We’ve went a few more times since then and are now trying lettuce too.

Since I’ve been staying at my parents house, I started trying to build this friendship with the wild life around the woods of their home.

There are about 10-15 different deer out here that we see daily. At first, I would drive by slowly …. And then I decided it would be a good idea if I stop and roll down the window and talk to them. Say things like “its me your momma”. I got to a point in “our friendship” that it was safe to get out of the car and walk towards them.

This week, I bought some carrots. I carry them in my car and throw to them as I walk towards them. I think its working….

Tonight, I am so excited because as it gets dusk, I am taking the boys with me to the woods to see if the deer will let us yet a little closer.

Its an exciting life that I live, I tell ya.

Its a good thing Eric’s working late, he’s not as big on this whole “convincing the deer that I’m their momma” thing…

hmm. weird

http://jenwagenmaker.com/2008/03/277.html

This is how I always knew life was supposed to be But for some reason it just could never get there.

I always desired to be thought of and somehow it left me aching. I wanted to enjoy new seasons approaching but as time grew closer, I learned to hold on tight. I knew I was capable of giving so much but I felt how much it cost every time. I continued to dream….
I sit here in a dream tonight. Totally blown away that this is my life. I was sitting at starbucks today looking at a little flyer advertising the Holland Tulip Festival and it made me smile. Only I will understand what it meant to me. I think maybe the “average” girl would go on taking this life that I call a dream for granted. I won’t, I refuse. I am so Blessed. Thank you.

On August 13th, 2007, I was alone at my house (another lonely night without my children) and I began to cry out to God to release the loneliness that I had been experiencing for so long… I BEGGED Him! I wrote down these words:

GOD, I beg you to take this loneliness that I feel, This desire to be wanted and truly loved. I turn to you

I taped that card to my wall filled with so many other verses and words that God had brought to me during my
journey of divorce. And then I sat down and wrote out a list of what I knew I was looking for and needed and placed it in my Bible, trusting in Him.

I fell asleep peacefully that night.

It was the next weekend that Mr. Eric Bruce Wagenmaker and I would cross paths again. He asked me to go get some coffee. Seven months later, and I have still have goosebumps. (#19 on my list).

I’m not the average girl.

I have a reason to SMILE