"Mom, I need a wash wash, my hands are sticky". Translation= washcloth.
"Mom, I'm done going potty. I need some paper toilet." IE..toilet paper.
"Mom, I want a nola bar". (granola bar) Minutes later the bar is in pieces and all the chocolate chips have been eaten out of it with the granola part strewn all over the table. Hmmmm, must be related to me.
Other reasons I know he is my child....
He can recognize Taco Bell and ask for tacos as we drive past. I love him for that. I often get to use him as an excuse to stop! (as if I ever needed one).
He doesn't like to share his food. Get your own! That's what I'm talking about son. There are things you should share and food doesn't fall into that category. Especially when tacos and chocolate are involved.
He loves Halloween and can't wait to dress up.
Squeeze, hug, kiss, love him.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Another funny by Laine
So my sweet big boy has pneumonia. I asked him if he wanted to call his Pappaw Laine and tell him about the pneumonia. He looked at me with the strangest look and said, "But I don't have a new mama."
Don't you want to eat him? Germs and all....
Don't you want to eat him? Germs and all....
Friday, September 4, 2009
Missed Opportunities
A very important man in my life passed away a month ago. I've known him for almost 10 years now. However, I never actually met him. Ours was a relationship of phone conversations, faxes and e-mails of the most intimate nature....my finances.
He was my tax man. David Ray was his name.
He saved me thousands of dollars over the last 10 years. He also saved me the headache of itemizing and filing on my own. He had worked for the IRS on one occasion so he knew the ins and outs of what you could claim and couldn't claim. He always had up to date information on new tax breaks that would come about. He was worth every penny I ever paid him and more.
I had an interesting conversation with him last April when we were reviewing my paperwork via phone. We had done this 9 times before. He was always very business-like and to the point. I guess not wanting to waste my time. We never talked much about anything else except the 2 occasions I got to tell him we had another deduction. (Laine and Jackson) I knew that one of his daughters worked in his office with him, but that was the extent of what I knew about him personally.
During this conversation....well let me start by saying the first couple of years he did my filing, he made a comment to me about my claiming what I've given to the church. I don't remember exactly what I said to him. But I do remember telling him that I always gave the first 10 % to God and He always gave me back much more than that. In his very quiet manner he tried to talk me out of claiming it because that is one of the things that sends a "red flag" to the IRS. I told him that I didn't care if the IRS knew I was giving to my God. So what feels like reluctantly, he included it and never mentioned it again...until last April.
He said, "I noticed your giving has exceeded the 10% mark". I told him that as a family we had felt challenged to give more this year. Went on to explain that we were blessed beyond measure and it didn't matter how much we gave...God always gave it back, above and beyond our wildest dreams."
A few seconds of silence followed by these words. "Isn't it great to know the God who gives. And isn't it great when you can actually trust to give up what is tangible for something that is not".
Let me tell you those words blew me away for a minute. Not something I expected to hear from the man who was always business, all numbers, all the time. We talked a few more minutes on the subject of God's goodness, finished our business then said goodbye until next year.
Last month I emailed him our most current pay stubs to see if we were still on the right track for getting a refund this year. He was always quick to answer so when I didn't hear back from him in a week, I wondered about him. I was preparing to call him when I noticed an e-mail address I didn't recognize, but it was his name in the subject line. I opened it and that's how I found the news that he had passed away unexpectedly from complications of pneumonia.
I was shocked. He couldn't have been older than 60. I was very saddened. Not only because of the great role he played in my financial life. But because I was reminded of the "everyday relationships" that I have with people that I know nothing about them. Not really. And not the most important thing to know. Do they know Jesus as their Lord and Savior.
Looking back, I view that last conversation with David as a gift from God letting me know David was one of His. Now, I look at the people I see all the time and wonder why I haven't told them of my love of Jesus. It could literally save their lives. You know the people I'm talking about. The post office workers, the grocery store clerks, the people at day care that I trust with my kids well being.
I've been praying for boldness in speech and opportunity to share. Will you pray that for me, too? I don't want to miss any opportunities to share the love of Christ.
He was my tax man. David Ray was his name.
He saved me thousands of dollars over the last 10 years. He also saved me the headache of itemizing and filing on my own. He had worked for the IRS on one occasion so he knew the ins and outs of what you could claim and couldn't claim. He always had up to date information on new tax breaks that would come about. He was worth every penny I ever paid him and more.
I had an interesting conversation with him last April when we were reviewing my paperwork via phone. We had done this 9 times before. He was always very business-like and to the point. I guess not wanting to waste my time. We never talked much about anything else except the 2 occasions I got to tell him we had another deduction. (Laine and Jackson) I knew that one of his daughters worked in his office with him, but that was the extent of what I knew about him personally.
During this conversation....well let me start by saying the first couple of years he did my filing, he made a comment to me about my claiming what I've given to the church. I don't remember exactly what I said to him. But I do remember telling him that I always gave the first 10 % to God and He always gave me back much more than that. In his very quiet manner he tried to talk me out of claiming it because that is one of the things that sends a "red flag" to the IRS. I told him that I didn't care if the IRS knew I was giving to my God. So what feels like reluctantly, he included it and never mentioned it again...until last April.
He said, "I noticed your giving has exceeded the 10% mark". I told him that as a family we had felt challenged to give more this year. Went on to explain that we were blessed beyond measure and it didn't matter how much we gave...God always gave it back, above and beyond our wildest dreams."
A few seconds of silence followed by these words. "Isn't it great to know the God who gives. And isn't it great when you can actually trust to give up what is tangible for something that is not".
Let me tell you those words blew me away for a minute. Not something I expected to hear from the man who was always business, all numbers, all the time. We talked a few more minutes on the subject of God's goodness, finished our business then said goodbye until next year.
Last month I emailed him our most current pay stubs to see if we were still on the right track for getting a refund this year. He was always quick to answer so when I didn't hear back from him in a week, I wondered about him. I was preparing to call him when I noticed an e-mail address I didn't recognize, but it was his name in the subject line. I opened it and that's how I found the news that he had passed away unexpectedly from complications of pneumonia.
I was shocked. He couldn't have been older than 60. I was very saddened. Not only because of the great role he played in my financial life. But because I was reminded of the "everyday relationships" that I have with people that I know nothing about them. Not really. And not the most important thing to know. Do they know Jesus as their Lord and Savior.
Looking back, I view that last conversation with David as a gift from God letting me know David was one of His. Now, I look at the people I see all the time and wonder why I haven't told them of my love of Jesus. It could literally save their lives. You know the people I'm talking about. The post office workers, the grocery store clerks, the people at day care that I trust with my kids well being.
I've been praying for boldness in speech and opportunity to share. Will you pray that for me, too? I don't want to miss any opportunities to share the love of Christ.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Out of the mouths of babes....
They say the best things when they are learning to express themselves. I wish I could record them all. Here's a couple of examples:
Laine: Can we go to the park?
Mom: We will go later when it's not so hot.
Laine: When's it going to stop hottin?
Laine: The farmer in the bell. The farmer in the bell. Uh-oh spaghetti-o's. The farmer in the bell.
Laine: (when wanting to hear his favorite song "The 10 Commandment Boogie") I want the "Take the Manna Boogie".
He was trying to say something the other day and I can't remember what it was but I corrected him. He said, "No mama. Look at my mouth: it's....."
May all time favorite that he announced everywhere we go:
"I tooted!"
Fun times. Fun times.
Laine: Can we go to the park?
Mom: We will go later when it's not so hot.
Laine: When's it going to stop hottin?
Laine: The farmer in the bell. The farmer in the bell. Uh-oh spaghetti-o's. The farmer in the bell.
Laine: (when wanting to hear his favorite song "The 10 Commandment Boogie") I want the "Take the Manna Boogie".
He was trying to say something the other day and I can't remember what it was but I corrected him. He said, "No mama. Look at my mouth: it's....."
May all time favorite that he announced everywhere we go:
"I tooted!"
Fun times. Fun times.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Please Explain
How did this....
Turn into this.....
Turn into this.....
Turn into this?????
It just seems like yesterday when he was born and now we are preparing to celebrate his 3rd birthday. What a fast, wonderful, and glorious 3 years it's been.
Happy Birthday Laine Anderson Davis!
Your Momma loves you more than you will ever know.....
Turn into this.....
Turn into this.....
Turn into this?????
It just seems like yesterday when he was born and now we are preparing to celebrate his 3rd birthday. What a fast, wonderful, and glorious 3 years it's been.
Happy Birthday Laine Anderson Davis!
Your Momma loves you more than you will ever know.....
Monday, August 3, 2009
To blog or not to blog....
So obviously, I suck at this whole blogging thing. I have many ideas that I think would be funny, or informative, or encouraging, or to just let you know what's going on with me. But somehow they never get put to writing. If you check this often, just to be disappointed....I'm very sorry.
Short synopsis on life at our house:
It's summer in Arkansas. I'm expecting baby #3. It's hotter than hades. I'm nauseated all the time. The boys are growing big and fast. It's sweltering. Laine has pooped in the potty 3 days in a row! I'm melting away with sweat. Jackson still has chunkalicious thighs. I wanna puke most of the day. I'm cleaning out closets to sell stuff in the fall consignments sales coming up. I get to take naps 4 out of 7 days a week. It's humid. Brushing my teeth makes me want to vomit. Anything on earth makes me cry. Did I mention it's hot?
Hope your summer is going well.
Short synopsis on life at our house:
It's summer in Arkansas. I'm expecting baby #3. It's hotter than hades. I'm nauseated all the time. The boys are growing big and fast. It's sweltering. Laine has pooped in the potty 3 days in a row! I'm melting away with sweat. Jackson still has chunkalicious thighs. I wanna puke most of the day. I'm cleaning out closets to sell stuff in the fall consignments sales coming up. I get to take naps 4 out of 7 days a week. It's humid. Brushing my teeth makes me want to vomit. Anything on earth makes me cry. Did I mention it's hot?
Hope your summer is going well.
Friday, June 5, 2009
A good God story.....
"The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it?" Jeremiah 17:9
So this is the verse I prayed when I didn't know what I wanted to do between working full time, part time, not at all. Some days I wanted to be a stay at home mom. Some days I wanted to work full time. Others, I wanted part time work. I knew that God knew my heart better than I did. So I prayed He would help me decide. And help me, He did! Remember when I went down kicking and screaming?
My biggest worry of all was the financial part. Why in the world I would pick that to worry about is beyond me. I mean, "consider the lilies of the field" and all that. I wanted to share with you the small and large ways He has helped us in that arena.
First I received a gas bill with a $400 credit on it. It appears they have been over reading our meter and we have payed that much extra. We won't have to pay that bill again this year.
Second I discovered that a doctor's bill that I thought would be directly out of pocket will be covered after all. Remember when I was literally physically ill in Seattle when I was trying to run from God? We payed nearly $300 for a visit to an urgent care center. We will be getting back all but our co-pay.
Third and most amazing....We have an adjustable rate mortgage that is due to be adjusted next month. We have been looking to refinance, but nothing made sense because we didn't have closing costs saved up and we don't know how much longer we will be in this house. Got a letter last week letting us know what our new payments were going to be. It is 2 whole percentage points less on the interest rate and the payments are $160/month less.
How Great is our God!
Lord, forgive me for not believing. Thank you for blessing me beyond what I deserve. I eagerly look for the next blessing as I know one will come as long as you are my Father. You know what we need Lord and you know the desires of our hearts. Thank you for always showing up.
So this is the verse I prayed when I didn't know what I wanted to do between working full time, part time, not at all. Some days I wanted to be a stay at home mom. Some days I wanted to work full time. Others, I wanted part time work. I knew that God knew my heart better than I did. So I prayed He would help me decide. And help me, He did! Remember when I went down kicking and screaming?
My biggest worry of all was the financial part. Why in the world I would pick that to worry about is beyond me. I mean, "consider the lilies of the field" and all that. I wanted to share with you the small and large ways He has helped us in that arena.
First I received a gas bill with a $400 credit on it. It appears they have been over reading our meter and we have payed that much extra. We won't have to pay that bill again this year.
Second I discovered that a doctor's bill that I thought would be directly out of pocket will be covered after all. Remember when I was literally physically ill in Seattle when I was trying to run from God? We payed nearly $300 for a visit to an urgent care center. We will be getting back all but our co-pay.
Third and most amazing....We have an adjustable rate mortgage that is due to be adjusted next month. We have been looking to refinance, but nothing made sense because we didn't have closing costs saved up and we don't know how much longer we will be in this house. Got a letter last week letting us know what our new payments were going to be. It is 2 whole percentage points less on the interest rate and the payments are $160/month less.
How Great is our God!
Lord, forgive me for not believing. Thank you for blessing me beyond what I deserve. I eagerly look for the next blessing as I know one will come as long as you are my Father. You know what we need Lord and you know the desires of our hearts. Thank you for always showing up.
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