A Look-Back at My Weekend. Try to Stay Awake.

Well HELLLLOOOOOOO there! How was your weekend?

I would love to say that mine was uneventful, but it wasn't. It involved polishing off 2 gallons of Blue Bell ice cream. And let me tell you, eating that much ice cream is an event.

So see? I have a life.

Here are a few other tidbits of information that I acquired this weekend. In order for you to be prosperous and continue in your growth I feel it a necessity to share them with you.

1. Since daddy went out of town with some friends Remi has decided that she, too, needs to go out of town with some friends.

I find this amusing since I am so tired that I sometimes hallucinate that I have 4 children, I've been to Publix 8 times in 2 days (and once I didn't even buy anything), and when I drove through the bank the other day I got so tickled that the teller asked if I was okay and I replied, "Yes, I just think I tooted," when in fact - I had not.

But by all means, REMI is the one who needs a get-away with some friends.

Though I must admit her weekend sounds more exciting. When I asked where she would want to go she quickly replied, "To the big water." (Interpretation: Beach. Thatsa' my girl.)
"And who would you like to go with?"
"Uh...Poppy, Elmo and some dinosaurs."

Really? Cuz I'm pretty sure momma hallucinated that just the other night when she was up at 4:15 AM. Again.

2. My Bible Study class threw me a baby shower on Friday night. It was so wonderful. They had games about ME. And food's that are MY favorite. And gifts for ME. And cake that was chocolate on chocolate, trimmed in chocolate with layers of chocolate. All for MMMEEEEE. I really had such a nice time and got lots and lots of adorable stuff that now makes it official - my son is OFFICIALLY the cutest kid at church.

Oh, and the games about me?? Yeah. I lost. Seriously. Someone actually beat ME on a game about ME. So they got the prize - which was my favorite candy. Which seems odd to me that they left MY shower with MY favorite candy. But I left with 2/3 of a chocolate cake, so I'm not complaining.

Thanks again, to all of them. And no, this shout-out does not count as your personal "Thank You" note. My momma raised me better than that.

3. This weekend Remi Hope has tee'd and poo'd in the potty. All weekend long. And all it has cost me is:
$27 in Whoppers,
a $13 musical tea set,
$18 in "big girl" panties
and $42 in carpet cleaning spray.

$108 TOTAL DOLLARS so that I won't have to clean up a diaper that looks like a truck driver left it for me down at the Flying J truckstop.

Was it worth it? You betcha.

4. Meridith has officially moved in with the AG and I.

You know, live-in's can be such a nuisance. Take Mer for instance...

Since she has been here she has fed both of my children over 300 times, washed three loads of clothes, emptied my dishwasher and taxied McDonald's back and forth to my home. She watched Prom Night with me and then slept with me when I told her I was scared. She got up with Rocco in the middle of the night since I was sick with a migraine. And she sat still for an hour while Remi "fixed her hair" with baby oil and a fork.

Will it be worth it? That doesn't even merit a response.

And lastly...

5. Mom and I spoke to another group of women this weekend and I felt it went good, if I do say so myself. We spoke on Passing "IT" Down and mom's words were powerful that we are to raise VICTORS not VICTIMS!

How important it is for us, as parents, to remember that we are to raise children that go to God, not to us, for their needs. Bruises and boo-boo's are one thing, but there comes a time in the life of every child when they will come running to momma for what they need - and it will not be momma that can give it. ("But someone was unfair to me," "But no one chose me," "But that teacher doesn't like me," "But I didn't get what I deserve," "But, but, but...")

Momma's, remember that every time you try to "fix" for your child - you tie the hands of God. Let God do what only God can do. That way when that child is grown up and in need they know exactly WHO to go to.

Here's hoping that we teach our children that: Life isn't fair, but God is good!

All the time.

And that, my lovelies, is how you have an eventful weekend.