oh, sweetie… (part 3)

In which a veteran mom hijacks her old journals and gently pokes fun at her newbie-mom selfโ€ฆ (although this segment is more reflection, less sarcasm. no worries– I’m sure the sarcasm will make a comeback.)

(Read Part 1 and Part 2.)

June 9, 2003–So, I bought Livi a 2-pack of Play-Doh the other day for 99 cents. Orange and black with a picture of a tiger you could make on the front of the box. Fast forward two days. I was working on a writing project while she played. I walked past her and gasped–ack! Poop on the floor! What in the heck?? Did she go in her panties and it somehow escaped?? A mother’s nightmare! “Look, Mommy!” she says. “I made poop!” “I see that!” I say. “Here’s some more!” she says with pride and holds out her hand. “Ack!” Took me another 10 seconds to realize that “I made poop” meant I made poop by mixing orange and black play-doh together and rolling it between my hands. Right color. Right shape. Right consistency. Nasty.

November 27, 2012–Wonder where I could get some orange and black Play-Doh. This could be a fun little trick to play on my now-almost-12-year-old…ย  Paybacks!

June 13, 2003–Livi just pooped in the potty! She said, “Mommy, I have to poop.” I took her in to the bathroom, and she pooped on the big potty. I jumped up and down and screamed like a lunatic. I am so happy!! PRAISE THE LORD!!

November 27, 2012–I know what you’re thinking. Yes, it was real. Right color, right shape, right consistency, right SMELL.

August 24, 2003–I have some very mixed emotions right now. After today’s sermon, I want to go to Asia as a missionary. Seriously.

November 27, 2012–Oh, sweetie, I know.

(missing another journal…)

December 31, 2004–“How could Daddy fit in there?” Livi just asked me when she saw Gabe’s remote-controlled airplane for the first time.

November 27, 2012–It was a tight squeeze, but he did it.

January 11, 2005–Lord, thank you for all the socks I got for the girls yesterday at Wal-Mart’s after-Christmas sale. Six packs that were originally $6.84. I got them for 3 cents a pack. 1/2 cent per pair. 1/4 cent per sock. “Somebody messed up,” the clerk told me as she tossed them in the bag with a smile.

November 27, 2012–Gonna pray for some 1/4-cent socks. And a 60-cent house payment.

January 18, 2005–Big day today, God. Gymnastics, bank, Payless, Wal-Mart, Burger King, meeting with Pastor Bob, organizing tax info, working on my book, American Idol–whew! It’s now 10:25pm, and I’ve got my journal, purple pen, Message New Testament, and sparkling grape juice. I’m set! I have so much ambition bubbling up inside of me!

November 27, 2012–Oh, to be 29 again…

January 24, 2005–Grandpa died tonight at 8:45. God, thank you so much that I got to see him today. I got to touch him and hold him and kiss him and talk to him. I told him I loved him and didn’t want him to leave but when Jesus was ready to take him, I wanted him to go. He opened his eyes and looked right at me. He heard me–I know he did. He kept his eyes open for quite awhile. Thank you, Lord! When I told Livi she had lots of questions. “Did he hit his head on the ceiling when he was going up to heaven?”

November 27, 2012–I miss you, Grandpa.

February 15, 2005–Sunday night we were watching something on TV while we waited for Gabe to get home with pizza. Someone said, “Oh my God,” and Livi looked up at the ceiling and said, “Did you hear that? They said your name.” I love how she talks to God. She even talks to him on the phone.

November 27, 2012–God, give me the faith of a child.

February 23, 2005–I want to pay off our mortgage and take mission trips. No need to tie up all our funds here on this earth. Then, if we ever go overseas for a few months at a time, people could use our home.

November 27, 2012–Sounds like a plan.

8 thoughts on “oh, sweetie… (part 3)

  1. Judy

    ” I have so much ambition bubbling up inside of me!”

    Energetic people are adorable. I have never uttered or written these words about myself in my life. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Christy

    I’ve SO loved these posts. Thanks for sharing. By the way, potty training my boys before they were two really was a breeze. No joke. ๐Ÿ˜‰ I subscribe to the 3-day naked method if anyone cares.

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