Life at our House…..
I have been very lax in my blogging over the past two months. My sister demands a new post, so to oblige her….
The election is over. Finally!! I have been reading some disturbing items in the news of late. Racism is still strong and has reared its ugly head. A student run over simply because of his color. Crosses burning. Racial epitaphs appearing on the property of people of color.
I am just as disgusted with these current events as I was during the campaigns. Americans have shown their true ignorance and bigotry. Contrary to what many may say, Obama was elected by many simply because of his color, not his politics.
I did not vote for him. Not because of his color, BUT his politics. I would have had no problem voting for a black man had the man been of the type of character and stand as Alan Keyes.
Now that Obama is the president elect, I will continue to pray for him as the leader of this country. I will pray that God will intercede and put in place people with wisdom. I will pray for protection over his family.
On a happier note……..
My daughter turned 15 on the 15th of November. I am so proud of her. She is blossoming into such a young lady. I see the confidence that she shows in her writing and her relationship with her brothers and her father. I am thankful for her faithfullness, diligence and desire to serve God.
She is blessing to me and is one of the greatest gifts God has given to me.
She is a role model to her brothers. They hold her counsel in high regard. They also like to pick on her as typical brothers are so willing to do. It keeps her on her toes though. They wanted to make her birthday cake and knowing how much she likes chocolate, they added lots of chips to the cake. It was a hit!!
I hope they are always able to maintain that close bond even into adulthood.
They are anxiously awaiting the time that they are taller than her. That is their only complaint!
Happy Birthday Dear…Your father and I love you dearly.
On another note….
There is one small minute detail that all the home school conferences tend to leave out in their discussions on the advantages of homeschooling. The wear on ones home. It tends to take an extra beating when your children are home 24/7.
My boys are 11 and 13. They are much larger than most boys their ages. They take after their father so they are a bit taller. They are solid. I had an errand to run one day and while out I received the following phone call….
“Um…there was an accident with the bathroom door.”
“Okaaaayyyy? What happened and is any one hurt?”
“Well… No one got hurt. Robbie was standing by the door and I asked him if he wanted me to push him into the bathroom.”
“Are you sure Robbie isn’t hurt?”
“Well…that wasn’t the problem and no he is fine. The bathroom door is um sort of broke. I asked him if he wanted to be pushed through the door while it was open or closed.”
“Oh Charlie, don’t tell me anymore…I’ll see it when I get home…..”
You see, I had only gone to pick up the pizza for dinner. They don’t deliver. I sat at the stop light and just shook my head. I didn’t know what to think. But with the two of them…one never knows.
I arrived back home with in 10 minutes or so of that phone call. I have to say that I love the fact that my kids are willing to call and warn me when they do something. It sort of takes the edge off of the surprise. Like the night my husband and I went out for dinner and they melted my hand mixer.
I walked into the house and put the pizza’s in the oven. My husband would be home in about 15 minutes. I asked the boys to show me what they had done to the bathroom door.
I walk down the hallway and I can see the door is still in one piece. It was closed. One could see the trim was cracked and looked like it had pulled away from the wall. I looked at the boys somewhat quizzically and asked where they broke the door. It didn’t appear to be broken. It was still in one piece and attached to the door frame. I was a little perplexed.
One of the boys opened the door slightly then pushed. My jaw dropped and my eyes popped! They didn’t exactly break the door. They door was still attached to the door frame. The frame was no longer attached to the wall. I couldn’t think of anything to say. I just stood there staring at the door then at the two of them standing in the hallway. Granted, they did look remorseful and penitent. Since they were unable to read my expression they really were not sure just how much trouble they were in.
“Are we in trouble” asked Charlie?
“Well…that will depend on your father’s reaction. I know we have had this discussion before about pushing people into walls and doors. You really should have known better. Correct?”
“Yes M’am” they both replied.
“Well. Hmm. Ummm…where was your sister in all of this?”
“She was sitting at the computer” replied the boys.
“Colleen Elizabeth, did you not think to tell them that pushing each other through a closed door was possibly NOT a good idea?”
“What?” replied Colleen.
“Colleen? Did you see what your brother’s did to the bathroom door Honey?”
“Noooo, I don’t pay attention to what they are doing when they do stuff like that? They’re boys! I’m sorry?”
I hung my head in disbelief. The house was put together rather cheaply but I would like to have something left to live in when my children leave home. They received the standard horse play lecture, AGAIN! I just walked away shaking my head.
My husband came home from work and I forgot all about the bathroom door…until he got ready to go to bed. He went to open the door and the frame on the right side sort of followed him into the bathroom. I heard him say something about the door and realized I had forgotten to mention that little bit of destruction to him. I explained the whole incident. He looked at me. Looked at the door then burst into laughing. The boys, who were all ready in bed, jumped out of bed and came to give their apologies.
My husband took it in stride and told them the frame was only held on by nails. He would use screws and they were going to help him fix the door and trim. He also advised them to not try to push each other through any more doors, open or closed.
People think my life is ho hum…Never a dull moment here…
So what exciting things happen in your home…..I would really like to know!!