Monday, September 29, 2008

Jester Park










Hi everyone! Here are some pics from our adventure to Jester Park on Saturday. The park is beautiful and there weren't many people out there. We decided to have a picnic and we found a great spot tucked away back from the road. The picnic table was back at the end of the lot and there was a whole field in between the table and the road, perfect for soccer. Olivia and I won 2-1 against Steve and Sophie. Wooohooo! Sweet victory. Once we got the charcoal going, we had hot dogs and pasta salad, grapes, and goldfish.

We cleaned up lunch together and the girls used teamwork to get the cooler back to the car. Then they were ready to play! Jester Park just built a "natural playscape". It's a playground of sorts, and is built with all natural materials. Above is a picture of the pond and the fountain there. There is also a sand pit where the kids can uncover dinosaur bones, but we did that whole thing in the wrong order. Leave it to Sophie NOT to just wade in the water but to sit in it, and we decided not to cake sand on top of those wet clothes so we ultimately skipped archeology. But it was fun to visit and the girls had a great time. On the way out, Steve found a family of tiny toads that the girls attempted to capture to no avail. They were quick, sneaky little suckers. We had a great day!

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Picture updates

Here are some pictures newly retrieved from my camera. We're going on a family adventure today to Jester Park for a picnic and some play time. So I had to clear the camera out for new pics. Enjoy!

Here is the backpack babe and the cammo girls trying on daddy's hunting gear.











These are from Olivia's big debut as a anti-training wheels bike rider. Steve took the training wheels off and she took off like she's been doing it all her life. By the end of 5 minutes she had recruited the neighborhood boys and was rolling with the big dogs.













More to follow from Jester Park. Enjoy the day!

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Wind sweepers

Today Sophie pointed to the ceiling of the restaurant we were sitting in and wanted me to see the tv hanging on the wall. She said, "See it Mom? Right there by the wind sweepers??" I said, "Wind sweepers?" I realized she was talking about the ceiling fan. Wind sweepers. I never thought of it that way. They do, in fact, sweep the wind.

Today, Sophie and I had a special day together since I had the day off of work and Liv was blessing Kindergarten with her presence. We watched cartoons in the morning and I made her purple cream of wheat, which she calls porridge. Hers is always "just right" as you might imagine. I visited Rosie outside and then got ready to visit my friend and her new baby. I gave Sophie a speech as we neared my friend's house who also has a daughter a little younger than Sophie. It went something like this, "Sophie, you know Connie has a brand new baby, and we shouldn't be loud and you need to play nice with Chloe and share toys. No fighting because Connie doesn't need extra stress." To which Sophie replied, "Moooom....I'm 3! And you know that I know how to be good. I'm 3. Do you know what that means? I be good."
Fair enough, and she was good.

After baby time, we went to eat (with the wind sweepers) and then stopped by Target to pick up a special gift for Sophie and Olivia. They both worked hard to clean and organize their room to earn a new petshop animal. Don't ask if you don't know what a petshop animal is, it's not worth it. But they are forever excited about tiny animals so it was a good first lesson on earning money. As they get a little older, I'll start actually using dollar bills to pay them for their hard work, but for now, the object is a good enough prize. Mainly, I'm just lazy. I want to teach them how to give some of their money to church and some to savings, but it all seems overwhelming to manage 3 checkbooks, let alone the one that I barely manage each month. It will come, in it's own time, I'm sure. Well, the prize was well received and Sophie fell fast asleep as soon as her little head hit her car seat.

We picked up Olivia in the afternoon and had somewhat of a rough evening. The girls were naughty naughty, but we managed and now they sleep. After putting them to bed I looked around and thought to myself, what now? I did some random chores and walked in and out of the living room for a while. Then I realized I needed a hobby to fill my studying void. So, I chose an old one. A LONG time ago, I started to make my mom a scrapbook calendar for each month with pics of the girls. Since I started school though, I had yet to finish about 6 of the months. So I readopted my previous hobby. It went well. I couldn't find my glue stick but I swiped the girls' school glue and made do. October came out fabulously. Very spooky. Olivia is a princess and Sophie is a duck. Frightening. But the background. Wow. Very scary. I can't wait to give it to my mom. It never ever gets old giving your mom your prized art work. She always thinks its great. That's why moms are so cool. I'm running out of folders and totes to store the girls' prized pieces of art in. Sigh. But I won't stop keeping them.

Well, at least my hobby keeps me from going to bed at 8:30, which is what I was doing because I had nothing else to do. Then I kept waking up at 3:30 sweating and awake. I'm glad I've actually made it to 10 tonight. I don't know what I'm talking about anymore but thanks for listening.

Happy night!

Sunday, September 21, 2008

That's how you know

Today is a beautiful fall day. I know it is fall, even though it feels a bit like summer still, because I am cleaning and organizing and throwing away and taking to Goodwill. I just finished scrubbing the kitchen floor...by hand mind you...something that I almost never do (except in the fall), but those baseboards looked so dirty and you know there's always those crumbs where the broom and mop don't reach like behind the fridge and under the stove. I took down tiny short sleeved shirts and itty bitty tank tops and replaced them with long sleeved tees and little cardigan sweaters. I washed the sheets in bleach and dusted the living room. I paid Olivia enough money for a pet shop animal for sweeping out the garage. Football games play in the background no matter what, no matter if anyone is watching them at all. The girls are playing in the front yard with their buckets of mud and bubbles, sticks and leaves, sand and rocks, making me a cake. Call me crazy, but this just might be the best day ever. And to think it could be with all the cleaning and organizing, but there really is something refreshing about a new start or a new end, like to a season. A chance to start over, or maybe a chance to do something you haven't had time for in years...like scrubbing the baseboards. Tonight there will be chili and wine and cheese and crackers. Cranberry mandarin candle on my tv. I will sleep like a baby and so will the girls and Steve will be back from his hunting trip and I feel like Laura Ingles after a hard day on the prairie, only better because I have warm water for my tub tonight. And I use a nice washer and we don't make our soap. So there you have it. The perfect Sunday day. The girls are wrapping presents for me. What a world.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

New old news

So, the old news is that I passed boards! I pretty much told everyone via email, I think. If I missed anyone, I'm sorry! But this old news just stays new news to me. It is still sinking in that this saga is really over. I love it. This past week, I've gone to work and come home. Then I made dinner and I wondered what we should do as a family that night. Bike ride? Swimming? Walk with Rosie? Whatever I want??? Yes! It's whatever we want to do and its great. No more studying, no more papers, no more stressing, no more spending relentless hours completely ridiculous questions! Over. I was driving home from work today and I was singing to the radio and the sun was shining and I realized.....I'm so happy. I don't have a care in the world. Well, in my current world anyway. I have to say, I don't know how long it will last, but while it does, I'm enjoying this simplicity. I have time to do flashcards with Olivia, and time to play UNO with Steve and the girls. I have time to make nice dinners and time to run in the evening. Yes, there's long days at work, but there's also full days at home with nothing to do but be home. Wow.

The girls seem to enjoy it too. They seem calmer and happier and we have lots of time to read together and ride bikes, color with chalk, talk about their days. Sophie made a new best friend at school. I breathed a sigh of relief because I felt like it was taking forever for the girls to connect with people there. But it is finally coming around and Sophie is enjoying her days more and more. She rarely tells me her days are a secret anymore. Now she rattles off this and that and so and so and who and what. She does have a tendency to embellish the truth at times. Most of the time we let it slide. But recently, here are a few we didn't.

Sophie was outside playing and had an accident in her underwear. Steve brought her in and asked her why she went in her pants. Sophie told Steve indignantly, with bright blue eyes sincere that Rosie Posie (our dog) pooped in her pants. To clarify, Steve asked how this was possible. Sophie replied with a straight face and a little bit of impatience in her voice that Rosie opened up the back of her jeans and pooped into her underwear! Duh!

Sophie also told me that the reason she peed her pants during her nap at school the other day was because her teachers NEVER let her get up to go to the bathroom. I didn't buy that one either.

She told me today that she got a silver star because the teacher said she was the ONLY good kid in the class.

Olivia cracked me up the other day in the car when we passed a field full of cows. I point out the scenery as we drove by and showed them the cows and mooed for extra effect and some giggles. We slowed to stop at the stop sign. Olivia said, "Mom, those cows are for sale!" I said, "No they aren't. They belong to a farmer and they just hang out in the field." She said, "Then why do they have price tags in their ears?" I guess I'd never thought of it that way.

Olivia has been doing better and better in Kindergarten. She has been receiving increasing amounts of stamps at the end of her days. She's been making good friends and comes home with gifts of artwork from her buddies at school. They write to each other in their Kindergarten grammar and spelling with big letters followed by small ones. Adorable little letters about being friends.

The other night we worked together as a family to put in a doggie door from the backyard into our garage for RosePose. We finally got it done and Rosie happily jumps in and out at her own discretion. This really surprised me considering we had to run outside this summer with each storm to make sure she went in her house and wasn't just sitting in the pelting rain in a puddle of mud...which she almost always was....taking it like a woman. "Bring it on rain! Is that all you got?" But, so far, she seems to love it. Our garage had a built in fenced in area for a dog kennel and we just connected it to the outside. Now she'll have a warm, dry place to hang out this winter, which takes away some of the guilt I have about not having an inside dog. But all that hair and pee and poop and chewed up things....weren't dogs made to be outside? I do realize that other people have great inside dogs. I think we bought one about 100 lbs too big and about 95% too naughty. All the love and training in the world doesn't change some things. Luckily Rosie would rather be outside most of the time. She can be found running laps around the fence and peeling paint off our garage. Uprooting plants and chewing through out air conditioner wires. She even swings on the girls' swing set! On more than one occasion, I've rushed outside because she was hanging with front paws inside one swing and back paws in the other swing, belly hanging down in the middle. I thought she was stuck and for how long? All night like that? She was swinging back and forth. But, as soon as I opened the gate, she jumped right out of the swings and ran up to me, tail wagging like this was all in her days work. I told Steve about it and he said he's seen her do it before too. She also likes to dig in the girls' sandbox.

Rosie is getting ready for her big debut as a hunting dog this weekend. Steve is going on a hunting trip to Sioux City with some friends. Steve has worked very hard with Rosie to learn how to retrieve and swim. She loves to listen to him..not so much to me...but does listen to him and does a very good job! I'm excited to see how she does her first time on the hunt!

Well, that's all the update I have for now. I am welcoming fall with big wide open arms. I LOVE the cooler weather. Hope everyone is doing well and is as happy and fulfilled as we are this week. Thanks for all the prayers and support to help me pass boards!!!

Mel

Thursday, September 11, 2008

It is well

God has been teaching me a lot of lessons lately. One, that I'm horrible at surprises. Two, I don't know how He works very well. Three, I possess perseverance. Number three is verified by the number of times I've checked the NCLEX website in the last 24 hrs even though I know they won't post it early.

There are two things I can foresee happening. Before it gets too obvious, here we go. God could grant my desperate wish for me to somehow have done ok on this exam. I could be a nurse today. I could have a license. It would be real. It would be one of my biggest achievements in my life.

OR, I could have not done so hot. While this would be completely devastating to me, I could find purpose in it, I think. I sat with a girl yesterday who I knew sort of well who did not pass. She cried and cried and called her mom who was no help at all. She worried about money and she was so embarrassed. I sat with her as long as I could before going to orientation and we talked about her options now. I tried to impress upon her that this is not the end. She WILL eventually pass. No matter what. This happens to a lot of nurses. So, in that, I feel like if I did fail, I could help others study for round 2. I could build up others. I can persevere and encourage. If that is what God wants from me, I'll do it........I guess. :)

As much as I could find purpose in failing I REALLY REALLY don't want to. For all the hours that I was away from my family, away from my girls, away from normal life here. For all the nights I studied away to take the exam the next day, and for all the people who have supported me throughout this past two and a half years, I really want to succeed for you. I want to succeed for those hours and those nights and my girls and my husband and my mom and my dad and sister and brother, and friends who called night and day to support me without fail, I really really want to pass for you. If I don't, I at least know that it wasn't because I didn't try. I promised myself there wouldn't be anything left undone before I took this exam, so I could feel good about it and KNOW that I did my very best. I did that. I can feel good about doing that.

And whether it is or it isn't today at 8 am.....ok. It is well with my soul.

Monday, September 8, 2008

Tomorrow

Two things could happen tomorrow. One would make me ecstatic, one would make me crumble. I feel as good as I can right now knowing that I prepared the best I could for this day. No matter the outcome, I know that I worked hard and can be proud of the preparations I made. No matter the outcome, I'm unsure about where God stands in all of this. I wish I could just ask for him to help me pass, and I guess I could ask right? But I flashback to the junior high basketball tournament where I stood at the free throw line with 3 seconds left on the clock and us down by one point. I prayed sooooo hard that if God could just let me sink that shot, just this once....I'd be grateful forever and ever. Did I make it? No? Did I blame God? No. I just realized that God doesn't care much about basketball games, especially junior high ones. I also realized I should switch sports. So here I stand today, worrying about tomorrow, wishing so badly that I could just ask for the favor and be grateful forever and ever when its granted. Will this be different? Is it different because this situation matters more in the big scheme of things? Will it be different because I know that what I am doing is blessed by God? I don't know. I sure hope so. I really really really hope so.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Succeed

This poem was written on the graduation card my mom gave to me. My mom wanted me to realize my success within the right terms. I hope you realize your success in it too.

To laugh often and much;
to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
to know even ONE life has breathed easier because you have lived.

THIS is to have succeeded.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

PS. I love my mom!