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I Hear Voices And I Don’t Know Who They Are

March 24, 2011 By Leave a Comment

talk bubblesWhen I had one child in the house I always knew whose voice was talking. Then I had two. One could say words and one couldn’t. Still easy to tell them apart. Next I had three. Two could say words and one couldn’t. Pretty easy to tell them apart – one spoke sentences. Soon all three could talk. By that point I couldn’t.

As they grow older it seems like their voices are getting more similar. They each had words they consistently mis-prounounced, but now they are closer to the same speaking level. Places behind closed doors or inside showers, and times like late at night or early in the morning make it difficult to distinguish which one it is. Wonder if I could teach them to speak in different accents.

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Sunday Poem ~ Two Little Pairs of Boots

September 21, 2008 By 1 Comment

Two little pairs of boots, tonight,
Before the fire are drying;
Two little pairs of tired feet
In a trundle bed are lying;
The tracks they left upon the floor
Make me feel like sighing.

Those little boots with copper toes!
They run the livelong day;
And oftentimes I almost wish
They were miles away;
So tired am I to hear so oft
Their heavy tramp at play.

They walk about the new ploughed ground
Where mud in plenty lies;
They roll it up in marbles round,
They make it into pies,
And then, at night upon the floor,
In every shape it dries!

Today I was disposed to scold,
But when I look tonight
At those little boots before the fire,
With copper toes so bright,
I think how sad my heart would be
To put them out of sight.

For in a trunk upstairs I’ve laid
Two socks of white and blue;
If called to put those boots away,
Dear God, what should I do?
I mourn that there are not tonight
Three pairs instead of two.

I mourn because I thought how nice
My neighbor ‘cross the way,
Could keep her carpets all the year
From getting worn or gray;
Yet well I know she’d smile to own
Some little boots today.

We mothers weary get, and worn,
Over our load of care;
But how we speak to these little ones
Let each of us beware;
For what would our fireside be tonight,
If no little boots were there?

by Mrs. Susan Teall Perry

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A Family Night I Don’t Want to Repeat

November 17, 2007 By 3 Comments

Friday night was a stay at home, relax, and clean-up night for us. I guess you could call it a family night because we were all together, but we didn’t have anything special.

Part way through the living room clean up our 3 yr. old daughter ran off to the bathroom. I didn’t think anything of it until I heard my husband groaning.

Our daughter had thrown-up. She made it to the bathroom, but she didn’t stay in one place. My husband reported that first she went to the sink, threw up; then started to the toilet, but hesitated and wiped out the rug. Here’s more information than you probably care to know. He said that she pretty much got every surface under 3 ft high.

Now, this wonderful man of mine cleaned it all up! I operated the washing machine, but he got our girl in the tub and everything else cleaned. Part of the reason that he cleaned it up is that if I would have walked in there he would have more mess to clean up. I profusely thanked him and comforted the 3 year old. She learned how to use a bucket beside her bed for over night.

A couple hours later after we got everyone in bed our 17 month daughter proceeded to wipe out her entire crib. My Mr. Wonderful again cleaned up the mess while I wiped the baby off and rocked her.  I always feel so bad for the babies because they don’t know what’s going on; they’re scared, and sick, and stink.

We took it easy with clear liquids and crackers for breakfast and praise the Lord they both seem to be much better.

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One of Those Mornings

November 15, 2007 By 3 Comments

This morning I felt like the mother of a newborn.  I’m not.

My husband said, “Didn’t you see that truck that drove through our room last night?”

The 17 month old had a rough night last night.  She was coughing and had junk in her throat; even half gagged a couple times.

When the kids don’t sleep good, I don’t sleep good.

When I get in and out of bed my husband will notice.  He doesn’t always notice the kids, but he notices when I’m up and down.  Of course, I don’t bump him on purpose!  Well, not more than once anyways.

Is it nap time yet?

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Time Change

November 5, 2007 By 1 Comment

Anyone else flummoxed and out of sorts today because of the time change?

The fall back change always seems easier to me than the spring ahead.

Here’s how I deal with it since I have had children: I don’t go by the clocks. 

My children are little and they don’t go by the clocks on the wall, they go by their internal clock.  So, I take it slow, rearrange meal and bed times until we gradually, days later, are back on the clock schedule.

Nothing profound.  How do you deal with the time change?

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