On the road...AGAIN!

Our time in Oklahoma has come to an end. We crossed the state boundary between Oklahoma and Kansas just after lunchtime. Katelynn and Emily were working on some Math and spelling while Beth and Hailey snoozed or looked outside. I was attempting to stay on the road with semi's passing me and the occasional wind gust. (Lots of red vines were consumed today - I stayed up way too late recently, and the sugar kick really helped.)

We arrived in Gardner, KS right around 5pm, eager to greet cousins Lisa, Mike, Nicholas and Nathan. (Plus adorable beagle pup, Belle. I'm threatening to take her with me when we leave.) The leap ahead in time tonight is going to mess with my already confused internal clock, I'm barely tired, and it is 2 in the morning already!

I'm eager to go to Sunday School and church in the morning with the Beach's. I'll even be able to join them at their small group Bible Study tomorrow night - the same Bible Study group that Scott was able to visit when he and the "Bigs" drove through in September, 2005.

The visit in Oklahoma was fun, but short. The kids all enjoyed playing together, we even managed to get all of them sitting together last night. (Seven kids in one home - that is a LOT of movement.) Friday, Charlotte and I took 5 young girls to the Oklahoma City Bombing Memorial. It was powerful to see the field of 168 empty chairs, memorializing the lives lost in that senseless moment. We found the name of a friend of ours on the survivors wall, and the girls drew in the chalk garden. I have such vivid memories of April 19, 1995 - working out in Cal Poly's new rec center while glued to the TV news. Confused and saddened, so frustrated at my inability to help. I'm thankful we took the time to go downtown and see the memorial. Our world is so different than it was when I was Katelynn's age.

On a much lighter note, I was able to join Adam and Charlotte at their Sunday School's social event for the month. A "Penny" Auction! Everyone brought items (white elephant type of items) to donate to the raffle, and we bid for the items with pennies. I think the bidding actually went as high as $5.50 for one item! I laughed so hard, my cheeks STILL hurt. :) I ended up coming home (or trailer) with 5 Pottery Barn mugs. Perfect for this trip - 5 mugs, 5 girls.

Words seem so inadequate to describe how wonderfully awesome this trip has been so far. The Lord has truly blessed us with good health, semi-happy kiddos, no mechanical troubles, and fabulous people and places to visit. I've traveled across this beautiful country more than once, but my appreciation for the United States is growing more this trip than it ever has before. Maybe it is because of the relatively slow pace we are moving at. I'm able to really look around, listen to the people, reconnect with my family and friends. God is good.

I'm a grandma!

Two years ago I became a grandmother to 4 adorable bundles of fur. Abbey gave birth in the early evening of October 17, 2004 to 3 little girls and 2 small boys. (The last boy was a stillborn, perfect in shape and size, but not destined to survive in this world.)

What a whirlwind we were in for. Little Miss Fushia, Miss Pink, Miss Orange and Mr. Purple (named after their rick-rack colors we used for identification) quickly grew into yipping, peeing, eating machines. The two months the puppies lived with us was a time full of laughter at their antics, and moments spent cleaning up their messes. Katelynn, Emily and I enjoyed our time with the puppies, but there was one who stole our hearts...
Mr. Purple.

This little boy was so personable, easy to love, and fun to have around. Scott and I briefly toyed around with the idea of keeping him, yet life circumstances intervened. (We discovered that Hailey was going to be joining our family in a few months.) Even though I knew I couldn't keep him, Mr. Purple had seized my heart, and was able to enjoy some extra perks because of it.

The Lord sure has a funny sense of humor, and this circumstance was no different. Adam and Charlotte Scott were friends we had made in our newlywed days in Pensacola, and ended up in Southern Maryland with us at the Naval Test Pilot School. Neither Charlotte or Adam were what I would call "dog people", but one thing led to another in the Lord's timing, and Mr. Purple ended up joining their family on Christmas Morning, 2004.

What a perfect fit! Cooper (as Mr. Purple was renamed) now is the much adored canine member of the Scott family. He has survived his first Navy move, from Southern Maryland to Oklahoma, and he continues to charm everyone he meets. In fact, while I've been visiting with the Scotts for the past few days, I have heard their friends say they want a dog like Cooper. :)

Cooper, Abbey and Eli have had fun playing together, and conning the humans into throwing balls for them to fetch. Adam was actually able to get all three dogs to lay still long enough for Charlotte and I to snap a few photos.

Eli, Abbey, and Cooper

Yes, I'm thankful for how the Lord knows better than I do. I just need to be reminded of this every so often.

OK

The Stringer Zoo has landed...for at least the next two nights. Of course, it is after midnight as I post this, so maybe we're only here for one more night. Details, details.

We had an uneventful drive from Amarillo, TX to Edmond, OK. My daughters have learned not to ask me how to spell when I'm looking for our next turn. I missed the entrance to the Scotts neighborhood and we had to drive a few miles until we could right ourselves. Narrow roads in this part of Oklahoma means I'm not going to try a U-turn with the trailer. :)

It has been a fun night, I have hardly even seen my daughters, as they've been upstairs playing with Emma and Laura. Even Hailey was eager to leave my side in order to play with the toys she discovered. (It has been almost a week since she's played with anything other than silly putty and spoons.)

Charlotte and have stayed up late, two night owls, catching up on the past years news. I truly do love these visits!!!

5 hour butt, and a 6 hour drive.

We've landed in Amarillo, TX, at the Sundown RV Park. Some very friendly men in the RV next door offered to help me hook-up the rig tonight. Thank goodness I was almost done. OK, maybe they were just being nice, but it was dark, and I was a bit weirded out. However, this little park DOES have wi-fi internet, so I was able to add a few pictures to a past blog, and hope to make tonights blog a bit more interesting. :)

Poor little Hailey, she is the reason for the funny title to the blog tonight. From the day she arrived, she hated to be in the car. Finally around 6 months old, she was able to tolerate it for short rides, and her acceptance of long rides has definitely grown! For the past several months, she has what Scott and I called a 30-minute radar. Once we are about 30 minutes from our destination, the sirens will open up, and Hailey will howl until we are done. Needless to say, this makes the last half hour of any trip quite tiresome, and can take the joy out of getting where we were going.

I've discovered, that she has a 5 hour limit to the amount of time her little rear will be patient enough to sit in the car seat. Since most of our long driving days are 6 hours of driving - not counting traffic - the girls and I have had to endure Hailey's screams for the final hour of most of our full driving days. I had to laugh tonight, when Hailey opened up, and the "Bigs" (Katelynn and Emily) just asked me to turn up the volume on the Adventure in Odyssey we were listening to. No sympathy from that corner, Hailey!


Now to go into more details about our own adventures at the Grand Canyon. What fun we had!!! We pulled into the Trailer Village inside the National Park about 8pm, MST. As I passed the registration booth, I noticed a little sign that said "Water pipes may freeze at night". Hmmmm. The girls and I had been watching the temperature drop as we drove North on Route 64. I glanced up at the thermometer, to read that it was approximately a chilly 28 degrees outside. Sure enough, as I hooked up the trailer to the electrical power, I tested the faucet nearby. Nothing. No showers on Saturday night, and bummer - I couldn't wash the dinner dishes either.

The girls and I slept in on Sunday morning, and woke to a beautiful day!!! It was cold, but sunny and clear. We all bundled up and prepared for a short hike into the Canyon. Yes, you read that right, I took all four little girls down the Bright Angel Trail. They were so excited to be INSIDE the canyon. Hailey rode on my back in our Kelty backpack carrier, and I gripped Beth's little hand in mine. We cautiously made our way down the beginning of the trail, over patches of ice and snow. Beth was thoroughly disgusted at the "Mule Poop" and proceeded to "eeeeewwwwwww" at every new pile we encountered. She was very concerned when we had to walk through a mud puddle, as she didn't want any mud on her shoes. This is the girl who routinely uses her shirt as a napkin or kleenex, go figure!

In reality, we only hiked about 20 minutes down the trail. It was wide and easy to move down. Once it began to narrow and become more shaded, in other words, more icy and slippery, I decided to head our little group back up to the rim. We enjoyed a hot lunch at the restaurant inside the Bright Angel Lodge, and headed back to the campground to rest and play. I rested with the "Littles" (Beth and Hailey) while the "Bigs" found a few friends in the campground. It was fun to hear them make friends so quickly with two little girls who lived there.

Monday began in much the same was as Sunday - sunny but cool. We packed a lunch and some snacks and got ready for a hike along the South Rim. We loaded up the dogs this time and drove to the Grand Canyon Village. Once we finally made it to the Bright Angel Lodge, we headed west. Emily and Katelynn were pushing Beth and Hailey in the stroller, while I kept a tight leash on the dogs. (I realize that not everyone wants a Golden nose in their crotch, even if the pups mean it in the kindest way possible.)

We quickly realized that this arrangement was not going to work. The rim trail from Bright Angel Lodge toward Hermits Rest Point is much narrower and has many hills to travel, unlike the relative level trail between Mather point and Yavapai Point which we had hiked in November with our friends the Beane Family. So, Emily held onto Eli, Katelynn held Abbey, and I wrestled the stroller full of 55 pounds of girl up and down the roughly paved trail. The dogs were a hit! Many people stopped to pet them, including a rather large school trip of middle-school kids. I received numerous comments along the lines of "You've got your hands full".

Eventually we made our way to a great location for a picnic lunch. We parked the stroller, hooked the dog leashes onto a tree branch and ate PB&J sandwiches right near the edge of the Canyon. God sure has created some gorgeous scenery, just for the sheer pleasure of it!


We pulled out of Trailer Village on Tuesday morning, sad to be leaving the beauty and majesty of the canyon, but eager for what lay ahead. We stopped in Flagstaff, AZ for a Barnes and Noble bookstore fix - I had left my cookbook "Saving Dinner" at home, open to the page for this weeks menus, and Katelynn was already running out of some of her reading material. A quick run into WalMart, and we were on our way again.

There was little interest in stopping to admire the Petrified Forest National Park, so when I began to see signs for the Meteor Crater, I scrapped the original plans. After paying an exorbitant amount of money, we were able to climb out to see another big hole in the ground. :) The girls were impressed, but wanted to see the actual meteor. They enjoyed the telescopes situated around the viewing areas, but quickly ran out of "oohs" and "aahs".

We continued on, and eventually pulled in the KOA Kampground in Gallup, NM last night. It took us FOREVER to get out of there this morning. Beth was being her usual graceful self, and I had to stop pack-up preparations numerous times to doctor her various cuts and bruises. I'm thankful I packed 6 boxes of bandaids. I think I'll be using most of them.

Tomorrow we'll land in Edmond, OK, with our good friends, the Scotts. There has been some confusion on Beth's part, as we had to explain that we would not be going to Daddy's house tomorrow. So when I tucked her in bed, she clarified that "We go see Scotts 'morrow. But NOT Daddy's house, 'kay?" Katelynn and Emily remember our special time with Cooper, Abbey's son, and are eager to see him tomorrow - as the Scotts were the family to adopt him. I'm eager for some adult conversation, and a hot shower not limited by a 6 gallon water heater. :)

The GRAND Canyon - oh, and a meteor

WOW! What an awesome trip we've had so far. We are back among the connected, with cell phone and internet. I wish I could post some pictures for everyone tonight, but my cell phone battery is running low. My cell phone acts as my modem when I can not find a wireless connection. Most KOA's have wireless internet, not this one in Gallup, NM. However, it does have a 24 hour laundromat in front of it. And believe me, we NEEDED the laundromat more than I need the wireless internet. :)
I finally got the girls in bed at 11pm, and I'm attempting to catch up on the 79 messages in my inbox. Thank goodness I can disconnect while I read them.
I will upload pictures and stories as soon as I can. Just know that we are safe, and the Lord is definitely blessing this trip.

Life is a Highway.

UPDATED: Wednesday, March 7, 2007 - Pictures added

Well, we did it. The girls and I made it out of San Diego County, and are on the first leg of our epic, mind-expanding, strength-testing, nail-biting, cross-country adventure!!! YEAH!


Of course, we left 3 hours later than I had hoped. Between my own lack of organization, propane issues with the trailer, and Hailey having yet ANOTHER ear infection (in other words, another doctors appointment), we didn't leave our house until 3pm. A few hours later, stuck in traffic on I-15 near Corona, CA, I called my sister, Melissa. She always makes me laugh. Tonight it was when she crooned "I'm on a Highway, I want to ride it all night long" in my ear that I began to chuckle. She was making up her own lyrics for the Rascal Flatts song, but didn't know how accurate her words would be.

We eventually made it to Apple Valley for dinner with my Grandma and Aunt Candace. A very late, extremely YUMMY dinner. The girls blew off some steam by wrestling with each other, causing Great Aunt Candy to giggle at their antics. After being spoiled by Grandma's yummies and treats, we hit the road again for a short trek to our nights destination: KOA in Yermo, CA.

I followed my GPS to where the KOA address was. No KOA in sight. Hmmmm. I hopped on the internet (isn't modern technology wonderful???) and discovered that I was not where I thought I was. So, with laptop next to me, GPS in front of me, and all girls sleeping behind me, I drove around the Calico Ghost Town and eventually found where I thought I was.

So, the adventures have begun. I'm so excited to see what the Lord has in store for us down the road. I have such high hopes for what we will see and do while away from our home. As long as I get to spend time with my girls and dogs, I'll be happy. :)

Warning: Tear-jerker ahead

It is time for dinner around here, so I'm in the middle of preparing steak, beans and a sweet potato. (Anyone want to join us?) Beth is my ever-present companion these days, so I was listening with half an ear to her chatter as I busied myself with dinner preps. Suddenly she had my full attention when she expressed "I miss Daddy."

"I do too, Sweetie." I said, wondering what brought that thought on.

With pink nani in hand, hair still mussed up from her nap, Beth declares: "I wish Daddy could come home so I can give him hugs and kisses."

Clear as day, no slurring of sounds, her simple words touched my heart.

Beth, Mommy agrees with you. I wish Daddy were here, so I could give him hugs and kisses too.

Being a Dog "Mom".

Having Eli and Abbey around...how can I describe the pleasure and satisfaction I get from having these two furry beasts share my life? I watch them doze on the floor next to me, knowing that the second I make a move Abbey will be up, eager to go on an adventure. Eli's darker form is curled up, conserving body heat as the house cools off. Abbey's blond fuzzy feet stretch out in front of her. Both dogs seem to sense that I'm thinking about them, they stretch in unison, Abbey lifts her head to look at me, Eli gives a deep sigh before he adjusts his body to accommodate his aches.

Their companionship often is taken for granted. They give me so much, and expect so little in return. All they really want is to be with me. An occasional thrown ball just adds frosting to the cake. Dogs really are good for ones self esteem - Eli and Abbey look up to me, they are always eager to see me. If only I could live up to their opinion of me.

I truly believe that God put these guys here to teach me a little bit about his unconditional love. OK, this may sound strange, but hear me out. Think about it... I have to do absolutely nothing to earn their devotion. Some days they will be virtually ignored, blending into the background. Yet, their focus is almost always on me. I just have to whisper a key word (walk, eat, ball) and they are by my side, anxious to see what comes next. I can be gone for 8 hours, run into the house at the end of the day and they are waiting at the door, tails enthusiastically beating a rhythm on the walls. No matter what I do, no matter how I feel, no matter what I look like, they love me and want to be near me. That is a textbook definition of unconditional love.

Oh, and yes. Eli IS using my Vera Bradley messenger bag as a pillow. ARGH! :)

Cleaning as therapy.

It might sound strange, but cleaning my floor on my hands and knees really helped my outlook. I don't make it a habit to scrub my floor the old-fashioned way, but it just sounded good. (I know, I know, I'm certifiably crazy. I've heard it before.) The girls and I had a superbly efficient day in school, so I figured I would work on the floor while they played after lunch.

It was actually relaxing, in an odd sort of way, to move around the floor with sponge, water and rags. Cleaning the 18" tiles, getting a weeks worth of Beth's spills out from under her chair, and swiping up the stray dog fur that escaped the vacuum was kind of empowering. I think I feel as if I was slowly taking control back over the craziness the house has descended into.

Since Scott left one month ago, the girls and I have been so busy GOING. We've travelled, played flyball, had sleepovers with friends, schooled, played with friends, and generally dinked around. It has been an escape of sorts, and we needed the change of pace to help adjust to deployment life.

However, as we look forward to beginning our cross-country trek, I feel the need to get the house in order before we go. Maybe bringing the home back in order will help the girls and I as we pack and move our selected belongings into the trailer. This coming week, I can concentrate on packing and travel plans, as we've been given a gift and we will be able to pay someone to come clean the house before we leave, no more scrubbing the floor for me. :)

It's funny though. As I look around at the house, only one pile of laundry on the couch, the vacuum in the corner, and just a few papers lying around, the clean kitchen floor is spreading outward. Kitchen counters were wiped down last night instead of being ignored. Our general pick-up of accumulated clutter was more detailed than usual. Isn't it funny how something so simple, scrubbing a kitchen floor, can have such far reaching effects?

Oh, I learned two more "life lessons" yesterday as I scrubbed...

A 3-years old attention span will be 15 minutes less than it needs to be. Beth insisted on accompanying me as I cleaned the last few tiles. :)

And...

Do NOT serve couscous for dinner the same day you've scrubbed the floor. (This is the reason the vacuum is still in the corner.)

What an odd life I lead! I love every aspect of it, even the therapy I get from being on my hands and knees, up to my elbows in suds. I've truly been blessed by the Lord!

Things I've learned the HARD way.

Surprise, surprise, I'm a bit stubborn. Hard-headed, obstinate, willful, contrary, stiff-necked and good old fashioned PIG-HEADED! Lately, as I operate on less sleep than my body likes, I've learned a few things the hard way. I thought that everyone might enjoy a short list of what I've learned. Maybe I can help someone avoid a similar problem!

1. The more kids you have, the more your joy, but the bigger the messes around the house!
2. Bleach works wonders at removing color from clothing, it just never removes red marker.
3. When changing a baby's very messy diaper, make sure to have duct taped the child's hands to the changing table. Otherwise certain areas get touched, resulting in screams of disgust from the mother.
4. When using an immersion blender (aka. a stick blender) to mix a shake, make sure one hand is on the blender and the other is on the cup. Neglecting to have a firm hold of the cup will result in a very messy geyser-like eruption of milk and protein powder.
5. A gallon of milk, if dropped from a height of 3 feet onto a concrete garage floor, will burst open, spilling its contents.
6. My garage floor is NOT level. (I know this because of lesson #2.)
7. When grilling a high-fat meat (such as tri-tip roast from Costco) make sure the burners directly under the meat are turned off - or at least on low. Otherwise, dinner will resemble a charcoal brick.
8. If you have a tattoo, don't be surprised if your daughters play "Tattoo Parlor", instead of "Beauty Parlor" like most girls.
   

All of these life lessons have been learned within the past two weeks. I'm sure there will be many more over the next few weeks as we get ready for our cross-country trek. I'll share them as I learn! :)

Just because I need a smile!

Beth - hamming it up as usual!

I've been feeling a bit down today, but a call from Melody and the posted picture have helped. I'll cuddle up with the dogs in bed, and work some sudoku puzzles - that always helps too. :)

Who knows better?

Jehovah Jireh! God is my provider.

I really struggle with obedience to the Lord in certain situations. I KNOW that God knows best, and yet there are times when I feel that I know a better way to accomplish my goals. (Hmmm, maybe that is part of the problem, MY goals, not HIS plan for me.)

It is hard for me to ask for help, even when I am in need. Such was the case with getting back up to North San Diego to get my truck this past Thursday. The courtesy shuttle would not be able to pick me up, as I live too far away for a pick up during the evening traffic. I thought I needed to find a way to get me and my 4 girls up to the truck, and was running the options through my mind on Wednesday night.

As I was thinking, I felt pushed (not prompted, pushed) by the Lord to ask my homeschool group for help. I didn't want to follow his push to ask the group for help. "No, Lord. They are busy, there is a field trip tomorrow, etc." (The list of excuses were long.) However, the Lord knows better than I do, doesn't he?

I obeyed. I e-mailed the group and was feeling down on Thursday morning when no quick solution had presented itself to me before I left to take the truck to the service center. (I'm real good at throwing short pity parties for myself. Fortunately they usually don't last long.) Surprise, His ways are not my ways. The Lord didn't want just one person to be able to serve me, rather he used two whole families! God is so good.

One family watched Katelynn, Emily, and Beth while another friend and her daughter took me up to Kearny Mesa. My friends daughter was even able to keep Hailey entertained during the entire 30 minute drive, leaving Hailey with a lollipop to keep her occupied while I drove back down home, through traffic. There were time constraints for everyone involved, and the Lord worked it all out! I've never moved so quickly though I-805 southbound at 5 in the evening!

Coincidence? No. God's provision? A resounding YES!

I know I'll struggle with obedience in the future, however, I pray that this faith building lesson will remind me that I need to trust Him, and not my own power.

Hailey makes some progress...

Hailey is such an interesting child. Tonight she decided she would stand all on her own for the first time. She received cheers and thunderous applause - the 3 Beane girls are here for a weekend sleepover. She enjoyed being the center of attention, and proceeded to repeat her standing performance to receive more cheers and applause. Eventually, her sense of humor took over. She would proceed to stand up halfway and then fall down in order to make her audience laugh. She was laughing as hard as we were! What a nut. It would appear that she is well on her way to becoming a showman, like big sister Beth.

Hailey does have an ear infection too. The doctor confirmed it this morning, so please add her to your prayers. I'll update tomorrow how the Lord worked so that I could get my truck back after being serviced. It was a real faith building lesson for me. I'm a bit stubborn, and for some reason I think I know better than Him how things should work out. When will I learn?

I'm up way too late again. I just really enjoy this time of quiet aloneness. I sure wish I could retrain my body clock so I could enjoy the quiet aloneness the first thing in the morning!

Prayer Requests

In the hustle and bustle of Hailey's physical therapy appointment, dinner at a friends home, and AWANA, it has been fairly easy to forget that today was Valentine's Day. Scott surprised me with a phone call and a package from Hershey! Both were unexpected and very appreciated. As I sit here, surrounded by Mt. Washmore (never ending laundry for those not familiar with Flylady), I am having a hard time believing that it was only this morning that I heard Scott's voice on the phone.

Yesterday, my friend Janet came over to help me plan the epic cross-country trek the girls and I will be taking starting next month. She was the cool head to help temper my emotional enthusiasm. The trip is planned, now I just need to contact everyone I hope to visit with along the way. I'm so ecstatic about getting this trip underway, now I just have to sit down and get all the preparations done. (15 minutes a day, right?)

So, now I'm left with the clear realization that I can not rely only on my own strength.

6 Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done.7 Then you will experience God's peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.
13 For I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength.
Philippians 4:6-7,13

This leads me to prayer requests I have for my family. I truly do need, and seriously desire your prayers. I've been so encouraged by the phone calls, e-mails and comments to this blog. So please, if you do pick one of my prayer requests, would you please let me know? It is amazing how much I feel lifted and supported just knowing that I am covered in prayer.

• Health. It feels as if with 4 kids, there is always someone sick. Right now, Beth and Katelynn have ear infections and the antibiotics are affecting Beth's intestinal tract. (No more information needed.) Pray that they heal quickly, that the rest of us do not get sick, and that our health holds during the trip. God is the great healer!
• Emotions. Deployment, separation from Scott - it brings a large emotional roller coaster to all of us. Katelynn appears to be the one hardest hit - there are numerous bouts of tears, daily. Pray for Katelynn to be able to process her feelings, for me to be able to give her the comfort she needs, and for all of us to be open with each other. The Lord is my refuge.
• School. I've purposely kept expectations for this school year pretty minimal. I just want to finish our set curriculum before Scott returns at the end of the summer. Pray for diligence on my part, willing hearts on the part of Katelynn and Emily and for me to not be so hard on myself. Many of my homeschooling friends have counseled me to remember the reasons I homeschool. The academics were not the primary reason. Plus, how many kiddos get to see so much of the USA in their lifetime, much less one school year?!?
• Dogs. The dogs are coming with us, they are a great source of comfort (they sleep on Scott's side of the bed now, so I don't feel so lonely. Sorry hon. :) ), however, they are also a source of stress. I feel guilty for not caring for their needs like I want to. Abbey is currently waking me up at 2am to run outside, her intestinal track is quite delicate, and something has upset its balance. I'm tired of cleaning up after her. Pray that she will heal quickly, and that she will settle into the drive. Abbey is a very nervous passenger. Pray that Eli's age will not be a problem on the trip - he is getting stiffer every day. My heart aches to see him in pain, pray that the vet. will be able to offer some help before we leave.
• Time. I'm very quickly becoming overwhelmed at all that has to get done before I leave. Pray for the Lord to remind me to accomplish only what he sets before me each day. Pray that I can effectively prioritize my "To Do" list, and also make sure I take care of myself. There are so many random little things to get done, I'm afraid that something will fall through the cracks.
• Sleep. It is so easy for me, a natural night owl, to stay up late into the night. Since Scott left I've been staying up way too late, trying to get random tasks accomplished that were passed over earlier in the day. Pray that I will not neglect this very important way to rejuvenate!
• Vehicles. Tomorrow I'll take the truck up for some routine maintenance. I still don't know how I'll get back up to pick up the truck, but the Lord has provided a way home from the service center. The truck will be there all day, and I can not imagine trying to keep the girls entertained from 9am until 3pm in the small waiting room! Please urgently pray that the Lord will provide a ride back up to the truck. The trailer also needs to get in to be serviced before we leave. I'm just not sure when would be best. Pray that the maintenance it needs will be accomplished quickly. Please also pray for both the trailer and Suburban to be sound, for there to be no major breakdowns, and for the routine maintenance on both vehicles to be done quickly and with no unknown problems.
• Details. We've all heard the expression "The devil is in the details." Well, I fully disagree. I know that the Lord is in the details. Pray that I would forget no detail. Pray that nothing would be left behind, pray that the Lord would remind me of every little thing that needs to be done.

I am constantly amazed at God's provision for my family. He is an awesome God. He is risen, alive, and actively working in the world today. My last prayer request is that HE would be glorified in this trip. I've heard many times over that I'm so brave, strong, sure, etc. for taking this trip. NO. I've been given this awesome opportunity by the Lord. My husband is temporarily away, my kids are with me at home, why not grab what I've been given, and make the most of it. My purpose in life is to glorify God. It is in his power that the girls and I embark upon this exciting journey. Pray that we would be able to show others God's love in every mile we travel!

OK, It is way late again. I've rambled on long enough. *grin* Thank you for letting me put my prayer requests before you. It is humbling to know that I can not do this alone!

They never fail to amaze me! - Part 2

OK, so midmorning turned into late at night. It really wasn't my fault, I promise! Beth had a doctors appointment this morning at 8:30. Two and a half hours later, we were finally all home, with antibiotics for Beth AND Katelynn. It turns out that both girls have raging ear infections. ARGH! Maybe that is why Beth woke up every hour during Saturday night crying. I need to remember that even though she talks ALOT, she can't always explain what is wrong. Poor girl never told me she was in pain.

Anyway, here are pictures from this weekend in Blythe that I said I'd post... I'm still amazed that the girls all did so well. (Especially since it turns out that two of them had ear infections!)




For every race, a team member takes down the time for each individual dog. This gives us a run down for how the dogs are running over a long period of time, trends, etc.

While running the all girl, jr. handler team, Hailey bravely stepped in to take down the split times for us! :)







Uncle Bob, our usual boxloader, walks with Emily to the end of the ring - giving some last minute pointers.

Emily, in action, loading tennis balls into the flyball box for 2 golden retrievers, 1 border collie, and 1 jack russell terrier running at her full speed.

Here's the all girl, jr. handler team ready to go! The first picture is looking toward the back of the ring, where the dogs start running. The second picture is looking at the end of the ring, toward the box (and Emily).

Katelynn and Abbey - ready to run!

Beth, thoroughly enjoys her chocolate chip cookie. Like mother, like daughter!

Hailey tries to clean off her feet after spending all day in the grass and dirt. I think she's working in vain!

They never fail to amaze me!

The girls and I have spent the past 3 nights in Blythe, CA. (Yes, it sounds like "blight" for a reason.) We definitely did not go for the scenery, rather we went to keep the dogs happy. I know that many of my friends (and family too) think that I am crazy for going all over the country just to win fuzzy dog toys. But, the girls and I really enjoy time outside with the dogs, and good friends. So this weekend, we all journeyed to the eastern edge of California to run around in the sun at the edge of the Colorado River.

We didn't leave Chula Vista until about 6pm, running a few errands before we picked up the trailer and headed east. Due to various bathroom stops (the girls) and coffee stops (mine) we ended up arriving at the RV park at 1:30 in the morning. I did the bare minimum to hook up water and power, left the truck hitched to the trailer and hit the sack around 2am. We missed the first Catchers race so the girls could sleep in, and eventually got to the tournament mid-morning.

Even though I have two dogs who run flyball, I elected to only put Eli on the team for this tournament - as he was only 1600 points from his next title. I would love to get his Onyx title before he officially retires, we'll see if his hips can last. On the drive up, I had explained to Katelynn that Abbey wouldn't be running, and Katelynn was sorely disappointed. Katelynn has been running Abbey in practice and was looking forward to the opportunity to run a dog in this tournament. I was impressed with Katelynn being able to tell me - in words, not by whining - that she was sad she wouldn't be running.

So, on Sunday, we put Abbey on the roster, and Katelynn ran in her first tournament! I am so proud of her. Her reaction time is MUCH better than mine, so I'm sure she'll achieve more accurate passes as she grows in her ability to run Abbey. Abbey ran well, not fast, but consistent. Abbey loves Katelynn, and didn't have any problem running for her - they even had an early pass in one run! (This is a huge thing, because Abbey is so nervous, she usually doesn't have the confidence to go in early on a dog, she'll usually avoid the jumps altogether!)

Pam and I were talking about how we had enough kids between the two of us (7 girl "String-Beanes) to make up a Jr. Handler team. So that is just what we did for the next race! What fun it was to throw together a team of all girl handlers, all girl dogs, and a YOUNG girl boxloader - Emily. Yes, you read that right, Emily box loaded for the team for the rest of the day. I'm thrilled that Emily was able to stay focused and get the balls into the correct hole for the dog running down the lane at her! Boxloading can be a tough job and Emily excelled. (Bob stayed near if there was any malfunction, but Emily held her own with dogs throwing themselves onto the box.) Beth even pitched in later in the day to "shag" balls - picking up the tennis balls to keep them out of the racing ring. The line up for the Jr. Handler team ended up being:
Heather Beane - Sophie (Border Collie)
Katelynn - Abbey (Golden Retriever)
Holly Beane - Sherry (Golden Retriever)
Hope Beane - Roxy (Jack Russell Terrier)
Emily - Boxloader

What fun!!! Emily and Katelynn received Jr. Handler ribbons at the end of the day in honor of their hard work. Every time I turn around, I am constantly reminded of how quickly my girls are growing up. Before too long I'll have enough help to run my own team at a tournament. If only I could get a few more dogs to match the kiddos I have. Hmmmm. Scott is gone for a while, maybe he won't notice an extra pup lying around the house. *evil grin*

Check back mid-morning for pictures of the weekend. I'm bushed so I'm going to head to bed instead of dig my camera out of the truck in the rain. I'm a wimp, I know!
Night all!

A true girls weekend.

The girls and I have made it back home - for one night. We're off tomorrow afternoon for a weekend of flyball in Blythe. I'm noticing that the girls do best on a routine - such as school, or when we are away from home. I didn't have anyone melt down most of our travel time over the past week, but once we returned home this evening after Bible Study - whoa! Everyone was missing Daddy. It is tough on me to be so busy, but it is helping the girls adjust, so off we head once again.

Our first stop on our last trip, was to visit with my sister, Melissa, and my niece, Hannah. They opened their home to the chaos that I bring (minus the dogs - they got to sleep at Nana & Papa's). I am not sure Melissa knew exactly what she was saying when she said that the girls and I could spend the weekend with her. :)


We began our visit with a trip to the nail salon. We took over the small establishment and enjoyed the pampering - a treat from Mel. Even Beth was able to get her tiny nails done. Think she enjoyed it?





Next stop was Toppers Pizza where we met up with my parents, Brian (Mel's boyfriend), Joanie (Brian's sister), and two of Hannah's friends - Kayla & Vanessa. Melissa had arranged to have a surprise birthday party for Katelynn, balloons and cake (bake by Grandma) included. It was great to see Katelynn light up when she realized the celebration was for her!

Then came the slumber party... Wow, you've never heard such silliness. As it turns out, Beth was the source of most of the antics after 11pm, so I pulled her into bed with me so the other girls could get to sleep. It took her all of 2 minutes to fall asleep once she was done being the ring-leader.

The girls woke up bright and early, eager for Hannah's party at Pump It Up. Eventually, after much primping and preening - I braided the girls hair for the event - we were ready to go. What fun!!! Everyone got onto the huge inflatables - even Hailey was able to have fun. She and I went down the slide, and bounced around in two of the bounce houses. She actually smiled for most of the 2 hours we were there! Beth couldn't contain herself - she was actually allowed to bounce, as much as she wanted, for as long as she wanted. It was a dream come true! I think the highlight for me was watching my parents enjoy themselves with their grandgirls. Mom and Dad even raced through the gigantic obstacle course. I think Mom won, right Dad?

Eventually, the girls wound down, and as the party ended Scott called from Guam. His cell phone worked! We haven't seen the bill yet - that may be scary. I do love modern technology though. Hearing his voice makes this temporary separation a bit more bearable.

We wrapped up the weekend by watching the Super Bowl at my parents house. It was great to relax and visit after the energy of the party. My batteries were recharged, and we continued on to Atascadero for a visit with Scott's sister, Amanda, and her kiddos. More on them later, for now it is WAY TOO LATE, and I have to get stuff ready for our Homeschool Park Day tomorrow. The curse of a night owl, I'm not even tired, and I know I need to head to bed. Hopefully the dogs have it warmed up for me, I HATE crawling into a cold bed.

'Night all!

Comments from the kids.

I've said it before, and I'll probably say it again, but life with four young girls sure can generate tons of laughter. We've been traveling around Southern California visiting with family before we head out of the state for our big, 27-state, 9-week, cross-country trek. During the week, Beth and Emily have come up with some real zingers. Two that have stuck in my mind are detailed below.

Emily and Katelynn have taken advantage lately of Papa's agreement to pay a nickel for each rock they pick out of the backyard. Apparently, a previous tenant dumped an aquarium in the back yard, turquoise rocks and all. Papa just hasn't had the time to get to the tedious job of picking the tiny blue stones out of the dirt, but found a few willing volunteers in my two oldest daughters. (Beth has even joined in for a few quarters worth.) Emily was proudly spending a few of her hard earned dollars at Michael's the other night. When the cashier handed her the change, Emily proudly announced to all who were in earshot. "Yeah! Now I have some cents." Well, if you say that last sentence aloud, you'll realize why the cashier and I burst out into laughter. I still giggle when I remember her look of pride.

This next little tidbit comes from Beth, who often amazes me with her understanding of the world around her. It may not be appropriate for young children. (Rich, Mel, read ahead of the kids... *grin*) Much to my disappointment, Hailey decided shortly after her first birthday that she was done nursing. I've been quite sad to let go of that part of our relationship, but thought we had moved on. Well, for whatever reason, my chest has all of a sudden become quite fascinating to Hailey again. While in the grocery cart, she'll "honk" both sides and grin like an idiot. I just about fainted in Albertson's when she did that the first time. So while running errands with Hailey and Beth this week, Hailey reached down and patted me a few times. I tried to divert her attention elsewhere when Beth pipes up "Mommy, she's milking you like a cow!"

It took me a little while to convince Beth that the tears running down my face were not because I was sad. Rather, I was laughing so hard that I began to cry. I definitely need to remember moments like these when the times get tough. :)

Making it FUN!!!

Like most moms, I feel like the housework is NEVER done. There is always something to do - dishes, laundry, pickup toys (mine, as well as the kids), cooking, shuttle-bus driving. The list is long. I'm attempting to get back in a routine with the house chores, I've tried Flylady, Chorecards, the SLOB sisters, and various random organization ideas.

Before Beth was born, I was in a fabulous routine! I even made my bed at 4:00 in the morning, in labor, as Scott and I prepared to drive to the hospital for Beth's birth. :) However, that was 2 kids, and 4 homeschool years ago. What worked then isn't necessarily working now.

I do definitely need an accountability partner. One who isn't "Born Organized", and who has to remember to wipe the counters down after dinner. Otherwise my random, sidetracked ways won't be understood. Any volunteers?

OK, all of this is written to kind of explain the picture I'm putting in todays post. Years ago, I read in one of my various Flylady e-mails that a woman made the tedious task of washing her kitchen floor more fun by using sanitary napkins. She used the adhesive to stick the pads to her feet, and she "skated" around the floor spraying a cleaning solution in front of her as she went. (I'm guessing that this was before the Swiffer WetJet came out.) Needless to say, this vision has stayed in my head, and I just HAD to try it.

I'm not courageous enough to try this on my own, but the Lord has blessed me with a few volunteers, or conscripted prisoners. The girls are almost always willing to try Mom's crazy ideas for making housework more fun. Even Emily was game!

The first time we attempted this crazy idea, I chased Katelynn, Emily, Beth and my nephew Tyler around the kitchen with a mop and cleaning solution, while they used squirt guns and squirt bottles filled with water to kill the mop. Everyone had fun, and we were exhausted by the time the floor was clean. Poor Tyler really doesn't know what to think of his Crazy Aunt Janell.

More recently, I gave Katelynn, Emily and Beth the Swiffer WetJet and some sanitary napkins to get the floor clean while I worked in another area of the house. One girl was armed with the mop - and the cleaning spray, while the other two "ice-skated" away, trying to clean the tile, but stay out of reach of the spray.

Each girl took a turn being armed with the Swiffer, while the others stayed just out of reach. I don't think my floor has been that clean in a while. :) They did a fantastic job, I got a ton of laundry folded, and we all enjoyed laughing at our silliness.

Isn't life fun???

Procrastination. I'll talk about it later.

I really don't know what character flaw I have that causes me to habitually procrastinate on things. When I procrastinate, it isn't always putting off an unpleasant task, or avoiding doing something I don't want to do. Well, alright, maybe that is the case with dusting or weeding.

I'm supposed to leave my house tomorrow morning, with kids and dogs in tow, for an 11am appointment to get my taxes done. To most people this wouldn't be too big of a deal, however, I have to drive over 3 hours to get to my tax guy. (I'll be going to the office that handles my parents taxes, my in-laws, my sisters, etc. It's a family thing.) Not an enjoyable thing, per se, however, I am also going to see my in-laws, stay with my sister, celebrate my niece's birthday, watch the Superbowl with my folks, then go visit my sister-in-law for a few days. All really great things, I'm really excited about the next week.

However...it is now 10:20pm, I need to leave in about 8 hours, I don't have my tax paperwork pulled together yet, the laundry isn't fully done, so I haven't packed yet. I haven't weighed out the dogs food yet, and I have to wash diapers too. Why do I do this to myself???

To someone who doesn't normally put things off, I'm sure I sound crazy. "Why didn't you do a little bit each day this week?" is a thought going through your mind, I'm sure. :) And I have an answer...I don't really know. Anyone have any miracle cures? A magic wand perhaps?

Now, if you are a procrastinator, you probably are nodding your head in understanding. "Been there, done that" you agree.

So now I am opening the floor to you... How many out there are with me? And how many of you do I envy? :) I'm eager to learn, let me know how you naturally organized people live!

Off to get some things done to prepare for tomorrow. I promise, I'll get to bed before midnight!!!

Nada, zilch, zip, nothing...

I have nothing to post tonight. I promised myself I would get to sleep before midnight tonight, and that time is quickly approaching.

I do need to say a HUGE thank you to everyone who is actually reading my ramblings. Your comments (on the blog and off) have helped me through the first two weeks of Scott's deployment. It is amazing how much I enjoy writing, and connecting with our family and friends. The girls and I are always eager to see each morning who has written in and it never fails...someone always makes us smile. So, THANK YOU!

And now, I am off to bed. However, before I go, here is something to make you smile. Think of it as my "Thank you" to all of you. :)

My dogs think I'm crazy...

I wish I could see inside Abbey and Eli's brains tonight. Normally, these dogs are great golden lumps on the floor. Something to step over, walk around, run into...you get the picture. Not tonight. I had tuned my iPod into my favorite mix. "Ashton" by Michael W. Smith came on, and I turned it wwwaaaaaaayyyy up. (I need all the motivation I can get when I'm washing dishes and straightening the house at 9:45 at night.) Then, "Me & My Gang" by Rascal Flatts began to play, and I couldn't contain myself. I began to dance and sing along. Let me tell you, those dishes sure were washed quickly!

Eli quickly vacated his spot in front of the oven, as he got tired of me dancing around him, fetching the dirty dishes from dinner. Abbey soon watched me nervously from under the table. Their expressions were priceless! They weren't sure what was going on. Eventually, they got used to me dancing and singing so loudly that they began to catch the energy and moved to the living room to wrestle. Isn't is awesome to see the Lord's sense of humor??? I'll definitely go to sleep with a smile on my face tonight.

Katelynn turns 9

Where did the past nine years go? I swear that Katelynn can't already be nine. I'm not ready!! OK, I guess even if I dig my heels in, I can't stop the world from turning. (Gee, think the girls get part of their stubborn streak from me?)

Today marks the end of Katelynn's 9th year here on earth. Before I blink again, she'll be into the double digits. Katelynn got numerous phone calls wishing her Happy Birthday, even a surprise one from Daddy! She had a great two-part conversation with her best friend Kaitlin (the one in Maryland). Two-part because my cell phone battery died in the middle of the call, and we had to get home to finish the call.

Katelynn requested that she take two friends to a local ceramics cafe for a time of painting, and giggles, LOTS of giggles. So, I picked up Rachel and Kaitlin (the one from California) and we headed to Day Dreams cafe. Katelynn picked a puppy and a cross to paint, Emily chose a puppy, Rachel chose a dolphin, and Kaitlin picked out a dragon. It took us close to two hours to get all our items painted and then clean ourselves up. (I painted too, a small platter.) Then we walked next door for Subway sandwiches, and ran home for presents and Oreo birthday cake.

My ears are still ringing from all the talking and giggling. Between the sugar and company, Katelynn was just whirling by the end of the night. I really don't know how long it took for her to fall asleep tonight. Fortunately, we have a field trip tomorrow, so there won't be too much intense book work for school.


I've said to many people how much I love this 8-11 year old age. Katelynn has become such a fun little person to be around. We share several of the same loves: reading, crafting, friends, so talking with her has become more interesting than the "I want" stage that her younger sisters are in. There is more give and take in our conversations now.

Katelynn has also begun to take on much more responsibility than I would have thought possible for a nine-year-old. For example, on Sunday afternoon I had several things that had to get done in order to get all of us out the door for a holiday party with our flyball team. Katelynn stepped in and chopped broccoli, put cookies onto the cookie sheets to bake, mixed up the spinach salad, packed a bag, and was continually asking how she could help. I'm so proud of her!

Katelynn relishes her spot in the family as the oldest sister. Once in a while I have to reign in her "enthusiasm" and remind her that it is my job to be the Mom, but for the most part, she is extremely helpful. She shares a bedroom with Hailey, which has helped those two cement their bonds to each other. Hailey adores Katelynn, and will happily jabber away in her crib while Katelynn reads or gets ready for the day. Our mornings will often start with me reading my bible downstairs, enjoying my first caffeine buzz. I'll hear the elephant feet stirring upstairs, then the sounds of Katelynn and Hailey "talking" to each other will float down. Eventually, bump, bump, bump... Katelynn and Hailey will come sliding down the stairs, Hailey sitting on Katelynn's lap, hanging on with a death grip, and Katelynn sliding from one stair to the next on her heiny. It never fails to make me smile.

I've been so blessed by God to be able to partner in raising this extraordinary girl. It is truly a joy to be able to be with her during the day. Her mind is so sharp, and quick to absorb whatever scholastic challenge I lay down. I pray that the Lord will continue to guide Scott and I as we raise her, teach her and love her.

Beth's Proximity Sensor

Anyone who has met Beth will remember her. She is such an outgoing, engaging kiddo with a very infectious smile! I should have known something was different about her when her red hair stood straight up for the first several months of her life. It looked like a small orange halo - kind of like an orangutan baby. *giggle*

Beth has charmed almost everyone she has met in her short life. People at church may not know me, or remember my name, but it seems like EVERYONE knows Beth. (This has been a bit tough for me, as I am basically a introverted person. There is a steep learning curve to parenting an extroverted child.) At just over 2 years old, we were on a homeschool field trip to Sea World, and Beth wandered away to join another family. It seems that I wasn't having enough fun, and the other family looked more inviting!

All of that leads up to the fairly drastic shift I've seen in her during the past week. Beth now has a proximity sensor - if I am 3 feet away from her, alarms, bells and whistles go off. I can not remember how many times today I've heard her yell "Mommy, where are you?" I don't think I've been able to get the morning paper, read e-mail, or even use the bathroom without her chubby little hands reaching out for me, or her voice calling to me. OK, ok. I know. It has only been a week since Daddy left, change is hard on a little girl, especially one so attached to her Daddy - as Beth is. However, it is really hard to cook dinner with a 3 year old on one leg, and an 18 month old hanging onto the other. Hmmm. Maybe the girls and I will just eat cereal for dinner from now on. :)

Alright, vent over - now for the good stuff. Beth's love of life and ability to make us laugh really helps us get over the bad times. She has the most interesting fashion sense...inside out bathing suit, swim cap OVER the face, green sweats, pink floral shirt, etc. There is almost always a remnant of her last meal hiding out somewhere on her shirt. One of her favorite things to do is to come up, touch my arm, shoulder, leg - whatever is closest - and then say "I touched you" with that full grin of hers.

Beth loves her family and friends with her whole being. Her best day would include a home full of everyone in the world that she loves, all ready to snuggle and spoil her. I know this "three-year-old-phase" of independence sliding right into utter neediness then back again will soon be over. Until then, I'll ride it out, sighing, laughing and enjoying the way the Lord has created little Miss Elizabeth Hope. (Her name means given to the Lord with hope. Remind me Lord to give her to you.)

Kisses & Hugs

As anyone with kids knows, the concept of time is very hard for them to understand. About a week before deploying, Scott told Beth that he would be home from his big trip before her birthday. So every night when he returned home from work, she quickly announced that it was her birthday!

In order to help the girls visualize when Daddy would return, we went to the local Wallyworld and purchased approximately 210 Hershey kisses (and hugs) for each girl. Those 210 pieces of candy will take us to Beth's 4th birthday. Now, after dinner, each girl picks out one kiss to eat as they are reminded that we are one day closer to Daddy coming home.

I was worried about the "littles" wanting their candy at times other than the end of the day. I guess I should have known that routine would take precedence over desire for chocolate. (Am I sure these are my girls? *grin*) Beth doesn't even ask for her kiss until she has eaten her dinner. Hailey would squeak and point at her container of kisses the first night, but now she eats her one candy and doesn't ask for more.

I'm eager to watch the contents disappear! Even after only one week, it is possible to see that there are fewer kisses. Thank you Lord that I happened upon this idea somewhere. Maybe I should get my own container of kisses?

Sleepy-head

This is Katelynn at 6pm tonight.
What do you think, should I make her get to bed a bit earlier than 1am?

I am not alone

"God is striding ahead of you. He's right there with you. He won't let you down; he won't leave you. Don't be intimidated. Don't worry."
Deuteronomy 31:8

This verse, and it's companion in Hebrews 13:5, has always been one for me to hang on to. Now more than ever. The Lord is really showing me his presence through difficult times, my prayer is that I can help the girls find the peace that He gives. Jehovah-Jireh is the name of God the Provider, and I am continually amazed at how he provides for me.

Friday was a bit of a difficult day. It is the close of my first week alone with the girls. Melancholy has really been the mood of the day around here. I've had to be careful not to look at Katelynn wrong, or she'll burst into tears. Everyone just really seemed lethargic and apathetic. Then...the Lord provided.

God has truly blessed me with friends in times of need. Now is no exception. I was able to talk, vent, and share with two good friends on Friday afternoon. We may be thousands of miles apart, but the friendships are just as strong. Hearing comforting voices really calmed my heart and gave me hope. Plans for the cross-country trek were discussed, and I'm more eager than ever to get on the road.

Another funk was beginning to hit in the evening. I think I was just beginning to realize that this would be my first weekend at home without Scott - nothing planned, nothing to distract me or the girls. I was pretty down, when yet again, the Lord reminded me that he is HERE! Two friends came over, for a "Girl's Night". We watched a movie, and had a good old-fashioned gab-fest! Katelynn and Emily had their own "Girl's Night" upstairs with friend, Rachel, who had come over with her mom.

My mood is greatly improved!

I've enjoyed spending time together with the girls today, Saturday. Everyone is extremely tired, as we didn't get to bed until after 1am. (Katelynn and Emily included.) Katelynn has been under the weather with a tummy ache all day, maybe it is due to the lack of sleep? We've had fun through the tears and frustration though. Hailey is always good for a few laughs when we need them. Tonight she was playing with a piece of trash while sitting at her high chair. The rest of us were eating when we hear her saying "Hi!" Confused we look over. She had stuck the trash behind her cup, peered around it, and was greeting it with enthusiasm! What a goof.

God is continually providing for the girls and me, in so many ways.

The Littles playing...Nicely!

Today has been an interesting day. It is really only our second day back into the school routine (Monday we unloaded the trailer after a weekend at flyball, and also attempted to straighten up the house). Hailey was real fussy most of the day - she never did fall asleep during her afternoon nap, maybe the 2 1/2 hour morning nap had something to do with that. *shrug* Emily came down with a fever around lunchtime, so she's been real lethargic. She did perk up earlier this morning when she and Katelynn were able to make models of the Eiffel Tower out of playdough for geography.


Having Alton Brown's "Instant" Buttermilk Pancakes for dinner really helped the mood. Hailey (my 21 pound, petite, picky eater) even ate 3! I don't think she's consumed so much in the entire past 3 days. Emily was able to sit vertical long enough to eat one also. Katelynn was a huge help, setting the table, getting drinks ready, and serving her sisters while I finished cooking.

I thought it would be a long shot, but I attempted to fold some laundry after dinner. I had no clue that Beth and Hailey would sit and play blocks together. It was fun to watch the two "littles" play together, lifting blocks, handing them to each other, and laughing at one another. I am still in shock! Usually, a playtime with Beth and Hailey involves screams and tears - sometimes from me.

I was able to get an entire load of laundry folded while Dirty Jobs played in the background, Emily vegged in Daddy's chair, and Katelynn rocked away in my rocker.

The girls are adjusting to the routine of Daddy being gone. Beth talks about Daddy's "hip" (AKA ship) often. She was very concerned the first night she helped set the table, because she didn't know where to put the fork she had gotten out for Daddy. When I explained that he would eat on the ship, she looked up at me thoroughly confused. Because how in the world would this spoon get to Daddy on the ship? Fortunately, her cute dilemma about Daddy's fork helped me not cry over the fact that I had just reached for 2 large dinner plates, temporarily forgetting that Scott wouldn't be physically joining us at the table. *sigh*

The girls and I covet your prayers. I know that even on fussy days like today, the Lord is right here beside me. It is so evident in all that I do that it is only God who sustains me. I began a bible study this morning during my quiettime in a book titled "Wives of Warriors". I was encouraged by reading the introduction, and look forward to what the Lord will teach me over the next several months. I am also excited to see what adventures will come as Scott travels westward, and soon the girls and I travel eastward. Won't we have so much to share when we are reunited???

Saying Goodbye.

WOW! I knew it would be tough, but it was so different than I had anticipated. Scott and I packed up the four girls early on Saturday morning and drove down to the squadron. The girls and I listened as the pilots briefed their flights, and then we had some time to hang out with Scott. We helped carry his last few items out to the helicopter and then prayed together as a family for the last time for the next several months. It was so exciting to be able to pray next to the helicopter that has Scott's name painted on the side, the one that would carry him out to the Stennis. Maybe it is my upbringing, maybe it is my personality, I really don't know. But being able to stand together praying for God's hand to guide and protect all of us, near the helicopter that Scott flew only a short while later was really moving to me. I have such vivid memories of those short moments. Then, all too soon, it was time to walk back to the hanger, and kiss Scott good-bye.

We could watch the pilots crawling over, under and around their helos as they did their pre-flight checks. Soon tail rotors began to turn, then the main rotors, and the air behind the rotor mast began to shimmer with the engine exhaust heat. I LOVE the sound of those rotors turning. Unfortunately, due to a minor issue with the helo, Scott and his co-pilot and crew did not take off with the first set of helos, and instead I was given the opportunity to "entertain" 4 young girls while we watched maintainers crawl onto the tail of the aircraft. I don't think Hailey's PJs will ever come clean again - crawling around on concrete for an hour is not what they were designed for. However, God it great! Due to Scott having to leave with the later helo formation, he ended up being the lead aircraft, giving the girls and I a great view of him as he taxied by. We watched him take-off and disappear over the San Diego Bay.

I am so proud of my husband! He has the courage, integrity, and commitment to do what only a handful of others are willing to do. It has been an interesting few weeks and days as Katelynn and Emily have struggled with why THEIR Daddy has to go away. I've explained it to them in this simple way: "You know how strong and special your Daddy is, right? He has a very special job, not all daddies have this special job, but yours does. Daddy's job is to protect us, and our country from any people who would hurt us. Daddy is one of the strong, courageous men that help keep us safe." To some, maybe this is over-simplifying it, but I truly believe that my husband is one of a select few that are willing to sacrifice their comfort, so the rest of us can live the way we do.

As the girls and I go about our various adventures, homeschool, flyball, cross-country treks, I'll do my best to keep writing on the blog. I'm definitely not the wordsmith that Scott is, but maybe with practice I'll get a little better? :)

Homeschooling meets Flyball!

WOW!!! That is all I can say, Wow! Katelynn, Emily, Beth and I did our flyball demonstration for our homeschool group this morning, and I am so proud of ALL of them! I introduced the girls, the dogs, and talked shortly about the sport. I handed the microphone over to Katelynn, and she introduced the dogs. Katelynn ran Abbey, I followed with Eli (who refused to go down over the jumps EVERY time), and Emily loaded.

After only two runs, I let Katelynn talk about our trip to Texas, and Emily talked about loading. I looked behind me and all the balls were in the shagger already. Beth had quietly, and with no prompting, taken care of the loose balls. :)

Katelynn and Emily really surprised me with their ability to talk in front of a group of moms and kids (close to 25 moms, and over 50 kids). Katelynn was very calm, and spoke clearly about the sightseeing and even explained how we usually race outside, with 2 rings, 150 races, etc. Emily spoke about it is tough to keep up with the fast pace of loading the tennis balls for the dogs. I had not told them before the presentation that I would ask them to speak. They were speaking on the spot.

It was so fun to hear Beth get excited as we set up the jumps, she was very proud to get to "hag" the balls for the dogs. She floored me when she picked up every single ball without being prompted. What a funny character she is!

The dogs were a huge hit, and I just had to share with you how well the girls did. Once again, I am reminded at how blessed I am to be the mother of such wonderful girls. The Lord has truly given me a treasure!

Thanks for letting me brag! :)

Janell

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More Bethisms

"yip lops"  - sandals that walk off on their own as soon as they're off Beth's feet

"orgut" - a yummy dairy snack

"my" - Beth simplifies her pronoun use and this works for "I", "me", and "mine"

Example:  "My want orgut, pease, Mommy.  Mo-o-o-o-ommy, My can't find my yip lops!"

Beth-isms

Unfortunately, life has gotten in the way of my blogging habit lately.  Many appologies for the long absence.

Having a 3-year-old in the house provides for near constant blog-worthy material!  Thought I'd provide the latest additions to the Bethopedeia, brought to you courtesy of "Elizabeth Hope Cubbie Stringer" -- the title she will gladly provide when asked for her name.  (She started with the AWANA Cubbie club at church this fall.  She's seen her bigger sisters go through Cubbies for the last 3 years and she is very excited to be in the "Club" with her very own vest and everything!)

"Whipser"  to speak no louder than necessary for everyone to hear you.

ok...  of course now that I finally sit down to write out some of the hillarious things she's said over the past few weeks/months, I can't remember them!  That might have something to do with the fact that it's 11 at night I'm running on 4 hours of sleep from last night.  I never learn.  Well, I'll take better notes and hopefully get more down next time.   'night all.

Chivalry Lives On... I think.

The girls had a play date at a friend's house recently. Their kids are about the same age as ours. Of course it wouldn't be a play date without some dress-up! The first picture shows two Queens in the back row, a brave Knight in the center, and two lowly Serfs up front. Everyone seems to be happy with the status quo...

Apparently, all was not well in the Kingdom. Soon, the House of Silliness was in full revolt:

Fear not. Cool heads prevailed and peace was soon returned to the Kingdom. And they all lived happily ever after (until nap time anyway).