Our almost complete Bouquet of Blessings.
Leaving milk and cookies for Santa!
Preparing & cooking the traditional pig roast.
I am totally exhausted but so filled with joy in seeing our little ones (and big ones) enjoying every second of the holiday. We reminded them often of the 'reaon for the season' and even sang a last "Happy Birthday to You" to Jesus after prayers last night. Kai asked if Jesus' birthday was coming again tomorrow, unfortunately I had to break the news that he had to wait until next year.
I have much to share and as always not a lot of time. I truly apologize for not having posted pictures and sharing about the very special Christmas miracle we received, but even if it's Valentine's day, I will get to it.
Right now I will leave you with a bit of our Christmas Eve and the traditional Noche Buena at my Mom's house. We had an awesome time. The dinner was absolutely scrumptious and we were all filled to the brim. She invited new neighbors over to share in the tradition, which they seemed to have really enjoyed. One of the neighbors plays guitar and we spent about an hour singing Christmas carols and even a few praise and worship songs.
The little ones went to bed right after dinner, but were awoken at midnight by the sounds of sleigh bells and Santa coming up the stairs carrying a huge black bag full of goodies for them. Their eyes appeared like saucers and none of them were able to gather the courage to get closer, until Anna Grace decided that she wanted presents and if going up to Santa would do it, then she was going for it! Well, it didn't take long for the rest of the crew to follow. My cousins little ones, Emily, was with us to join in the fun and even Baby Seth awoke at midnight to get a picture with the big guy. We laughed as much as Santa did with his Ho-Ho-Ho's. There's nothing in the world like seeing Christmas through a child's eyes.
The kids really cleaned up and were overly spoiled with goodies from their favorite Ayi & Shu-Shu and of course, their Po-Po. Oh!! Anna Grace's dress and the boy's vests were made by Po-Po for them. We went to the Christmas vigil mass and everyone had to stop to tell us how adorable they looked. THANK YOU PO-PO!!!
Pictures will follow later tonight. (Really, this time...so please check back!)
A man in Topeka, Kansas decided to write a book about Churches around the country. He started by flying to San Francisco and started working east from there. Going to a very large church, he began taking photographs and making notes. He spotted a golden telephone on the vestibule wall and was intrigued with a sign, which read 'Calls: $10,000 a minute.' Seeking out the pastor he asked about the phone and the sign. The pastor answered that this golden phone is , in fact, a direct line to heaven and if he pays the price he can talk directly to God. The man thanked the pastor and continued on hisway.
As he continued to visit churches in Seattle, Dallas , St. Louis , Chicago , Milwaukee , and around the United States, he found more phones, with the same sign, and the same answer from each> pastor. Finally, he arrived in Massachusetts . Upon entering a church in Boston, MA.
Behold - he saw the usual golden telephone. But THIS time, the sign read "Calls: 35 cents." Fascinated, he asked to talk to the pastor, "Reverend, I have been in cities all across the country and in each church I have found this golden telephone and have been told it is a direct line to Heaven and that I could talk to God, but in the other churches the cost was $10,000 a minute. Your sign reads only 35 cents a call. "Why?" The pastor, smiling benignly, replied, 'Son, you're in Boston , Massachusetts now, home of the Boston Red Sox, Patriots and Celts. You're in God's Country, It's a local call.
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Okay! I thought this would be fun and I just know you guys have lots of these to share! Here are some of mine. Please take a minute and leave your own "I know" moments in the comments section!
YOU KNOW YOU'RE A MOM WHEN....
......going to the grocery store, the post office, or Walmart consitutes "going out" and is something to be excited about.
......your daughter applauds when you go pee (and you feel a little proud about it)
......you have an overwhelming urge to say "look there's a firetruck!" and there are no children in the car!!
......the thought of eating mushed up, saliva and dirt stained toast brings tears to your eyes--because she's learning how to share!
......your 21 month old son spent yesterday looking supercool with spiked hair - not because I styled it - just maple syrup from breakfast.
.....you decide on what restaurant you are going to according to the children's menu.
....you are leaving the house and as everyone is walking out you ask hubby if he needs to go pee-pee! (Yes, it's happened!)
...."me time" means going to the bathroom with the door closed.
.....you negotiate who gets to sleep in on the weekends.
.....you eat cooikies in the bathroom in order to hide from little wide-open mouths standing before you going "Aaaahhhh".
Yes, folks. That's what I have, besides this miserable cold that Scott so kindly decided to share with now 4 of the 6 humans living in this house. Amanda is the only one saved from it. I guess if I had to choose one of us not to get sick, it would be her. Drama-mania combined with teen hormones is bad enough, but add a cold on top of that and it would be way more than I could handle right now.
While at dinner with some friends the other night, Kai sat next to a little 3 year old girl. This was their, although short, but very cute conversation.
LITTLE GIRL: I have a Mommy. Her name is Lisa.
KAI: Kai has Mama. My Mama's name is Mama!
Little girl shrugged and Kai went back to his ice cream.
It's been CRAZY busy here! We're sick with colds and I've done zilch of Christmas shopping. If one more person reminds me of the countdown till Christmas, I'm gonna scream. But, even with all the chaos, stuffy noses and sneezing, my sweeties still make me smile. Enjoy!
(PLEASE REMEMBER TO TURN OFF THE BACKGROUND MUSIC.)
and thanking everyone that lifted up our little Kai to the heavens. We just got back from the doctor and he told me that Kai's palate is 100% intact!! So, no corrective surgeries needed! I am ever so grateful for everyone's prayers and of course, to our Lord, for watching over my baby boy. I know it's because of your prayers that his palate is intact.
His diet has now been expanded a little bit to softer foods, instead of full liquid. So, he will be able to now have pancakes (soaked in syrup), shredded cheese, soft rice and a few other yummy items that he has not been able to eat, but loves.
We return to the doctor on the 10th and hopefully then he will be allowed to begin eating normal foods and soon thereafter, return to school. We have a "playdate" for an hour at school this Thursday, with his classmates.
Late one night, in a chat room using Comic Chat (I laugh even thinking about it now), I met this man. He lived in Connecticut, was divorced and had a 9 year old daughter. He was dating someone at the time and just seemed so genuinely nice. I remember time slipping away so quickly that night. I headed to bed and when I glanced at the clock it was 4 a.m! I couldn't believe it. I remember thinking to myself, "what a nice man!". He remembers me saying, "I don't cook"...heh! The rest is history. Nine months after that night, he left everything behind and followed his heart....to Florida. Then, two years later, on his parent's anniversary, in the center of Quincey Market in Boston he got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. It was a moment when time stood still. It was December 16, 2000. The snow was falling outside and the sun was just rising. Shop keepers were opening up their stores and it all just seemed like a fairy tale. I felt like Cinderella when the glass slipper fit her foot. It's been that way for 10 amazing years.
I am no stranger to marriage and if I had not met Scott, would probably be giving Elizabeth Taylor a run for her money. But this man stopped me in my tracks. One of our first conversations was about the bible and God, and at the time, he didn't even go to church. But his knowledge so impressed me. He is everything I had ever envisioned a husband, and father, should be. He is smart, kind, loving, gentle, supportive, a hard worker and wonderful provider. (I will leave the more personal stuff out, but let me just add that the thought puts a smile on my face!)
The Lord used Scott to lead me back on that narrow path, that I had been missing for so long. After my Lord and Savior, Scott is the one that is my rock and my strength. When times are tough, he lifts me up and when there are moments of rejoicing, he magnifies those moments so that they appear 10,000 times better than they are. He is my prince charming who carried me away to a life that I could only have dreamed of. He took everything from me that has ever caused pain in my life and had sheltered, protected and loved me to no end. I am indeed the luckiest woman in the world.
I tell you often, but I want to remind you again that you are the biggest blessing the Lord has ever given me. You make everything so much sweeter than it is. I love how you love our children and what a fantastic father and husband you are.
The dictionary says that a father is a man who exercises paternal care over other persons; paternal protector or provider and the definition of husband is a master of his house. Well, your picture should appear next to both those definitions, with neon lights flashing all around you. Your children adore you because you have earned that love and respect. My family loves you and you know that I cannot fathom a day without you. Jesus has graced you with the cement that binds us together as a family. Without you, our home would only be a house. Thank you for ten incredible years. I love you more than words could ever say.
Forever your wife,
I couldn't ask for a better life filled with lots of kids, an adoring husband, chaos, laughter and more love than you can imagine! That's my life....and I love it!