I've Got My Luch Packed Up, My Boots Tied Tight, I Hope I Don't Get In A Fight

Me: "Emma what were your books about when you went to book club?"
Emma: "Books about school?"
Me: "Did you like it?"
Emma: "No, I don't like school"
Me: "I actually talked to a school today about you"
Emma "Your so mean!"
Me: "School is fun, and there are lots of little girls"
Emma :"what about boys?"
Me: "I'm sure there are some little boys"
Emma: "I don't like boys"
Me:"but you always say your gonna get married, how are you gonna get married if you don't like boys?"
Emma "Well if I marry him then I will love him"


This was a conversations Emma and I had earlier this week.  Every time we have mentioned school to Emma, she has always stressed how she does NOT like school and will never go!  For Example....Macon was having her count out the blueberries for her cereal the other day...in the middle of her counting she stopped and says "Your not tricking me trying to get me ready for school are you?!" Macon starts laughing and responds "No"....she replies "That's it, I'm not counting anymore"  I signed Emma up on a waiting list a couple of months ago for a pre-k that is held at a Methodist Church.  I've been praying that if she is suppose to be in it that a spot would open up and everything would fall into place, if not then that we would just not hear from the school.

Well the school called this week and it seems like everything has worked out perfect.  We had an awesome tour of the school, it is very small, and they awarded us a scholarship to make it affordable.  After touring the school, she is beyond excited!  And of course she is THRILLED about having to pick out a few outfits for school.  Lord help us now. 

I am kind of sad about her starting school.  She will now be in school for the next 14 years, then college or marriage and maybe babies.  I feel like she will start pre-k in two weeks, then I will wake up a grandma.  I'm also worried how Rylee will do having time away from Emma....they fight like crazy....but keep each other entertained all day.  At least Emma wont get beat up so much.

Macon and I are still trucking along. It was a tough month financially but of course, we have what we need.  We are still working on finding a cheap car since we wrecked our other one.  Macon and Ben have also been playing more lately.  They are sounding awesome and Macon is enjoying it....just kind of hard working late hours and having early mornings. 

Now we are off to recover from a late night last night, listening to Rylee tell Emma to "Go to timeout"  hearing Emma respond "You are not the boss of me, I don't have to listen".  Hoping we can make it through the night without Rylee peeing all over the floor and keeping her big girl panties dry.

"he refreshes my soul "

This morning I write feeling refreshed and just flat out filled with joy (which is such much deeper then happiness).  We recently found out that their was a guy that Macon and I went to college with who found out he had a large cancerous brain tumor.  We heard about it through facebook and began to pray for him and his wife (along with many other people).  This week he went to the doctor to schedule his surgery and in his most recent MRI, his tumor was completely gone! How cool is that!?  It so awesome how God still performs miracles today and heals....not only emotionally (like me) but physically (like JD).  Just brings so much joy to my heart to know The Lord answers prayers.  So thankful to serve a God who cares. 

Back to our family... 

The girls did get in a VERY entertaining fight this week.  Emma has about "ten" imaginary kids.  She will walk around the house and say things like "come on kids, its time to clean our room".  Well  Rylee thought it would be funny to take her kids (yes imaginary) so she runs over acts like she is grabs something out of the air and in her little sweet (yet mean) voice and yells "I've got yo kids" (she is still learning to talk some).  Well Emma freaks! "GIVE ME BACK MY KIDS!!" So she runs over and acts like she takes them back. Now Rylee freaks out and responds "NO MINE!" and then once again, acts like she snatches them back up....they eventually get in a hitting fight about who has the "kids'.  It was hard to break it up because it was sooo oddly entertaining. HA

We did have a rough morning before church with Emma.  She is in this odd stage of throwing annoying little screaming fits.  She is currently grounded from dresses (which is like killing a puppy to her).  She cried about it all morning.  After breakfast she had finally calmed down.  We told her to take her dishes to the sink and she replied "I'm not in the mood"....she ended up obeying anyways.

Now for Macon and I....

Macon and I took our first tennis lessons last night. Our good friend Jordan is a tennis coach and is teaching us....because he is cool...but.... it was sooo much fun. Yes, I am sore, mostly because I'm out of shape, but excited to start something Macon and I can do together. The girls had a blast too. Rylee mostly ate ice out of the ice bend and Emma ran around thinking she was playing, but mostly just picking up the balls. ha.

Tickle Me Emma....

Macon went out of town for a few days this week so it was just me and the little ladies.  We were sitting around the table and Emma says "Mommy, why don't you tickle me as much as Daddy?" I asked "What do you mean?" she responds: "Like play with us much and laugh?"....well lets just say I felt like a pretty terrible mother at that point.  I do realize Macon has the energy of a five year old....and does things I would NEVER do with the girls.  For example: a couple of days ago for play time, he put bike helmets on them and chased them around beating them on the heads with wooden spoons.  They loved it, but I would never "play" like that. 

I had to remind myself that our roles are just different.  I am more of a nurturer and would prefer to cuddle with them, or read stories, and Macon is the wild and playful one. 

It did make me realize that I needed to make more time to "tickle", so that's what I am doing.  After nap today instead of cuddling, we cuddled and tickled.  We played a lot more today.  It also helped me realize at the end of the day the girls don't care about bills, debt, or stress....they just like to be tickled. 

On another note...our kids are still cracking us up. 

At dinner Emma was telling her dad about why she was grounded.  She explained "Mommy wouldn't let me watch another movie, so instead of sitting in my room quietly, I just laid in my bed and screamed BLOODY MURDER!"

Rylee scratched Emma and made her bleed some, she told her dad "Rylee scratched the bloodiness out of me!"

and....even as I am typing this....Rylee is looking in a mirror flipping her eye lids out and laughing at herself. 

Its a blog...

So we have decided to start a blog.  I have been reading many blogs for awhile and thought it would be fun to capture all of our memories as well.  I am sure I (Liz) will be the one mostly "blogging" but I'm going to encourage Macon to join in on this as well.  I'm sure most of these posts will be random and all over the place, but hey.... thats kind of how our lives work.

Untill next time.....

I will continue to wrestle my two year old to sleep .....