Wednesday, November 23, 2011


At bedtime-she wants a "hug, kiss and hi-five".

When I leave for work- "be safe mommy, watch out for Swiper (Dora the Explorer) cause he is sneaky!"

At meal time- "A, B, C, D, E, F, J, thank you Lord for feeding me. Amen."

Sitting on the couch- "Mommy sit behind (beside) me on the couch, now lean back (so she can lay on me)".

To Esme'- " Esme' Claire is a stinky poo poo baby".  And sometimes she is.

In the Morning- "I want milk milk chalk (chocolate milk)." It is one of baby-isms that seems to have stuck.

I would have Esme'-isms but all she can say is ma-ma and da-da and random phrases that she never repeats twice.

I love my Phoebe and all her quirks!

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

The last few months

Funny things that have happened in the last few months…

Phoebe and Esme’ are now staying with my BFF Becca and her girls and the VERY first day they were there, Phoebe cut Shiloh’s hair. Shiloh is Phoebe’s Best Friend since birth, Phoebe is few months older, and she was a willing recipient of playing “Beauty Salon”. Luckily Shiloh is cuter than a Cabbage Patch Kid and her new hair cut looks wonderful. Phoebe is banned from ANY scissors until kindergarten.

Upset Phoebe = peeing on everything!

Yep, you read that right; Phoebe was very upset on morning when Shambra dropped them off at Becca's because she wanted to stay with him (I normally drop them off and he picks them up). So, once Shambra left, she walked around the kitchen and living room eating a cereal bar and peeing on the chair, the ottoman and the floor. When Becca asked her about it she just said, "I did it". Because Becca is great, she thought it was hilarious. Sometimes you have to laugh so you don't give them away ; )

Esme' has got three, almost four teeth now, the two on the bottom and her eye teeth that are coming in. She can walk if she holds on to your finger and she can stand by herself, it won't be very long at all before she is walking. The biggest controversy surrounding Esme' is...Shambra got her ears pierced! It is cute, but a bit sad because well...she's my baby. Phoebe is still holding out on the ear piercing. I have told her she cannot get them pierced until she turns three in a few months, because she keeps going back and forth on it. She was supposed to get them pierced when Esme' got hers pierced. Shambra should have let Phoebe go first.

Overall, life is good and most of the time the girls are too. Once we are moved into our new, hopefully three bedroom, home we can tackle big girl beds and getting Esme’ to sleep in a crib.

Monday, November 21, 2011

The Biggest Change yet

So far 2011 has been a really big year for our family, bigger than 2006 and even bigger than 2009. We welcomed Esme' Claire into the world in January, then this summer we learned that Becca's mother would have to go back to work (she has watched all of our girls since birth) so that led to daycare for us. You've read how well that went, so now the girls are staying with Becca. This past weekend we were invited to Johnsonville First Baptist Church, in Johnsonville SC where Shambra was voted in as the new Minister of Music and Youth. We are very excited and have been praying about this possibility for several months now. We really enjoyed meeting everyone at the church and seeing the town (that bit didn't take very long). I think our family will be a good fit with the ministry the church already has going. I know Shambra is incredibility excited and cannot wait to begin. I am excited for a new adventure, but it is bittersweet leaving Pleasant View and all of my family and our friends in the Upstate. We will only be an hour and a half from Summerville and Shambra's family so that is a big plus.

It is wonderful to see how God works things out through us. Shambra has felt the call to Ministry for at least a year now and about six months ago I went from being very happy as a working mother to feeling the need to stay at home with our girls. I think for both of us at first, it was easy to ignore or excuse away. Shambra got even more involved at church and I could not think of anyone better to keep my girls than Vicki W. But things changed and we tried harder to keep them the same until it became unbearable, so in the middle of the summer Kelly G. and I revamped Shambra's resume and cover letter and he sent out about 30 applications. Shambra applied to Johnsonville, because it is Kelly G's home church. Shambra did the phone interview and he and I did an interview with the search committee in Columbia. All along we have had a peace about this church.

We really feel that this is where God wants us, so we are going...well as soon as we find a rental home. I'm sure God has that under control too, the packing is up to us though : )

Monday, November 14, 2011

The times they are a-changin'

I wrote this post last month and did not publish it, but as I re-read it I thought it would be a good intro to a soon to be coming post.

I don't know if it is because I'm am so indoctorated to a school calaender, but Fall feels like change. Not a cozy changing of the leaves and settling in behind decorated doors, but the rythmic footfalls of the road. I think fall is a time for new adventures. Shambra must feel the same way, because we got married in the last muggy days of August and set out for the cooler tempurates of Canada five years ago, then we had our adventure and settled down to try out normallcy. Then a few Falls back I decided that maybe a baby would be a nice addtion to our family, by December I was ready. This Fall has brought new possiblities that begain with Shambra's call to Ministry about a year ago. He has sent out resumes and had phone calls and we have had an interview. Hopefully this Fall will bring new friends into our lives.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

School Days Kinda Womp

The day did not start out well, Esme is teething and ONLY wants me and she wanted me to hold her all night long. She didn’t want to wake up this morning either. Phoebe was wonderful until she realized she had to go to school today and then her stomach hurt. It hurt so much that she did not eat breakfast or even drink chocolate milk. Phoebe always wants chocolate milk. She was fine until the stoplight before her school came into view. She just said “I don’t want to go to school” and had big tears welling up in her eyes. I think it was because they were sincere tears and not tantrum driven, but I couldn’t hold back my own tears. So I told her we should pray and she agreed. We prayed for courage and strength, for Phoebe to be a good listener and to have fun playing with her friends, an all-around good day. Praying helped, because she had stopped crying and tried to be brave as we walked into her school, she gave her favorite teacher, Miss Beth a small wave and Miss Beth told her she was so glad to see her and that she was such a big girl and then that they were going to get all of her classmates together and have a birthday party for one of the little boys! There are few things in life that delight Phoebe as much as a birthday party. I knew that God had heard our prayer and knew of our need even before we did and I am thankful for little boys and cupcakes. I left a screaming Esme with Michelle with instructions about Tylenol and Orajel. I called my hubby to tell him about the morning drop off, so he would not be surprised about anything when he picked them up in the afternoon. God’s providence did not stop with a birthday party, but continued with a happenchance meeting with my Pastor’s wife and words of wisdom she spoke into me that I really needed. It didn’t even end with that meeting, a few hours later the wonderful aforementioned Michelle stopped by to tell me that Esme had stopped crying when I left and that a little Orajel and she had been a super happy baby. Thank you, God for knowing my limits and meeting me there.

Friday, August 26, 2011

What's that Smell?

My oldest daughter was eating cereal at the table this morning when I got out of the shower. When I hugged her, she said, “Mommy, what’s that smell?” I told her that I didn’t know and asked what it smelled like and she replied, “Dirty”. I knew it wasn’t me and then I noticed my little one crawling past the chair and concluded (out loud) that it must be her sister’s dirty diaper. My husband yelled from the bathroom that he it better not be because…SHE DIDN’T HAVE ON A DIAPER!!! My baby pooped on the floor and then crawled away from the crime scene! I laughed so hard; however my oldest daughter did not see the humor in it and was not ok until I had cleaned it up. On the way to pre-school she asked for a puppy dog again and I told her that she already had one, her little sister.

I hope I made you smile today.

Happy Weekend,