tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52662943341771008902024-03-12T21:42:13.283-04:00The ArtisTree Welcome to the ArtisTree blog! Here I will try to update you on what I have been working on and what is available on my shop, although not everything I work on will end up there. I am always looking for a way to be creative. Don't forget to visit the ArtisTree on Etsy.com!Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.comBlogger121125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-58731785311789018802015-04-28T15:00:00.001-04:002015-04-28T15:00:10.307-04:00The Art of MessyThe ArtisTree has been transformed, uprooted, and moved to<a href="https://theartofmessy.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"> The Art of Messy</a>. New start. New beginnings. See you there!Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-75826124613132526922015-01-17T15:08:00.001-05:002015-01-17T15:08:16.788-05:00Saturday Fun<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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What can occupy children for hours? Dry erase markers on the windows! In a lion suit.That definitely helps. </div>
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And they got along. :)Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-6418815131460928852015-01-17T09:25:00.000-05:002015-01-17T09:25:49.198-05:00Progress in VTWe are only a couple of months into Vision Therapy with Wyatt and I think it is safe to say we have progressed. We still have a couple of exercises that have proved challenging for him, but for the most part we have moved on to new exercises leaving the old ones behind. One of the biggest accomplishments was a recent one. <b>JUMPING JACKS</b>!<br />
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They seemed impossible for him. He would jump and flail his arms at different speeds, completely inconsistent. It took about a month, but this week he conquered it! <br />
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What seems so easy to do, is difficult for him. Processing space and objects around him has been a hurdle that we didn't see coming. <b>But</b> he can do jumping jacks now! We have also reintroduced reading and writing into our school time! And he actually <b>volunteers</b> to read to us! I am so proud of him!<br />
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Christmas this year was simply WONDERFUL! What a difference staying home makes! This year we Nick got off at 2 pm the earliest EVER, we went to my mom and dads, went to Christmas Eve service {which was just a mile down the road} and went back to my parents to do gifts with the kids. Here are the kids all dressed and ready to go:</div>
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Christmas Eve the kids opened Christmas Jammies and a Christmas movie from us at my mom and dads. It happened to make it easier when it was late and we were going home {around the corner right behind them}. We decided this year to sleep under the tree. It was a lot of fun and a great idea, but, an air mattress is a must for next year. We have one, we were just too lazy to air it up. Here Wyatt is waiting for sis to get up.</div>
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Nick spent a lot of time prior to Christmas fixing up my old doll house for Josie for her Christmas present. We also furnished it with new room sets. </div>
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Wyatt wanted a globe SO bad. He is into ALL things S C I E N C E ! So, he got some geology, chemistry, and geography related gifts. He was happy. </div>
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What a merry Christmas we had!<br /><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /><b><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">Thanks be to God</span><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-NIV-28972A" data-link="(<a href="#cen-NIV-28972A" title="See cross-reference A">A</a>)" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"> for his indescribable gift! 2 Corinthians 9:15</span></b></span><br />
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I think I have mentioned before that we have been struggling in our homeschooling. More like battling. It has gotten a little better. We have switched to doing school only three times a week by doing every other day. The breaks in between have seemed to help.<br />
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We have experienced a change in Wyatt since last year. He went from loving school, really liking all areas in addition to those he loved. This year, not so much.<br />
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He was giving up, quitting, throwing huge fits, getting angry, extremely frustrated, and didn't even want to sit to begin. His feelings started with reading and writing, then soon blanketed everything. I noticed that he wasn't reading or writing as well as he had last year and couldn't figure out why. I felt he was being lazy, and blowing it off because he just simply didn't want to do the work.<br />
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One day I saw an article pop up in my newsfeed on facebook about the signs of dyslexia. After reading each with affirmation I felt like maybe he isn't being lazy, he is struggling and showing real frustration! I talked to a teacher friend about it and she recommended going to see an eye doctor.<br />
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Of course I had to mark the occasion of his first eye doctor visit with some pictures!<br />
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Turns out his eye sight is fine! Yay! No glasses! But, the downside, his eyes aren't working together and processing what he sees right. So, onto a series of standardized testing with a vision therapist.</div>
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Yesterday I had a consult with our eye doctor and vision therapist. Wyatt scored below age level on most and some he scored so low they couldn't actually score him. After seeing the results and what they meant, I realize now how much he must be struggling! No wonder he hates reading and writing. He has been concentrating all his energy on trying to decipher what he is seeing that he isn't retaining the information he gathers. To put it more plainly, he is dyslexic. But, that can be overcome and corrected with vision therapy.<br />
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We go again next Friday and will continue, God willing, each week for six to nine months. We will know today what or if our insurance will cover this. My hope is God will provide this for him.<br />
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Yesterday, after I got back from the consult I looked up what it is like to have dyslexia. I was humbled to the point of tears. I watched these two videos <b><u>{<a href="http://homeschoolingwithdyslexia.com/dyslexia-simulations/" target="_blank">here</a>}</u></b>, and after, felt the worst mom in the entire world. Especially after the last video where the "teacher" is telling his "students", "Come on! This is easy!"<br />
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I was that teacher! "Come on Wyatt! That word is easy! You did it last year, you can do it again!" "I can't! I can't do it! It's too hard!" "You aren't giving me your best. You're not trying! Don't quit!"<br />
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Yeah. I cried.<br />
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While I can't take it back. I hugged my son with all I had after watching that and told him how sorry I was that I pushed him while he was struggling. He was so gracious and said, "It's okay mom." Love that boy! Sometimes I think there is much we can learn from our children, they handle life better than us!<br />
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If your child is struggling in school. Get their eyes checked and don't wait! It may not be their eye sight that is the problem. There are 22 total processes that your eyes do to see and comprehend. If one of those are not working then you will experience problems "seeing".Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-71315494640289569042014-11-01T09:27:00.000-04:002014-11-01T09:27:12.463-04:00Family Fun Night!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Had a lot of fun last night! My mom and dad came over for dinner, we frosted sugar cookies, did face painting, gorged on candy, and played Aggravation. No, we didn't dress up, or go trick or treating. We are not sure where we stand on Halloween at this time.We see both sides. So until we know for sure, we will remain flexible.<br /><br />I splurged and got a 200+ piece bag of candy {we NEVER have candy}, my mom made a pumpkin desert and cookies for us to frost. So we had our sweet tooth satisfied for sure!<br /><br />The kids had a great time. It was Wyatt's first time playing Aggravation, and he won! He wanted a shark painted on his face, and a piranha, and then he wanted an anchor on his hand, then a ship. I of course had to add the mom in heart "tattoo". I did the best I could!<br /><br /><br />
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I used milk, cornstarch, and food coloring for the paint. Josie's was a little runny.<br /><br />At any rate, we all had a wonderful night. It was full of fun!<br /><br /><br />
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Nick tried roasting the pumpkins seeds, but they got a little overdone. But that's okay, it was cool that he tried! This is probably the extent of our observance of Halloween, well, I plan on buying a bunch of clearance candy too. We're on the fence when it comes to doing Halloween. We can see the good and the bad, but we are good just doing our own thing. </div>
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<br />Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-71291277828247962962014-09-25T15:13:00.001-04:002014-09-25T15:13:25.713-04:00School House RockWe are in our second week. I feel good about our layout. The new house has a perfect set up and it is working out great.<br />
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felt like a broken record: " The more you practice the easier it will
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Earlier today this is how we started. This is Wyatts cursive "A". <br />
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<br /><br />Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-53055837224557317662014-09-15T17:45:00.000-04:002014-09-15T17:45:16.271-04:00Blast from the PastI came across one of those weird, "I'm not sure why I'm saving these." type things today. Wonder what it was? Oh, you know, just my baby teeth I have lost over the years. Yep. I have them all. My mom saved them. Some of them are kind of endearing, with what I wrote on the outside of the envelopes. I figured I would archive these on here, that way I won't feel so guilty when I throw them away. I mean really, what will I ever do with them?<br />
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My first tooth was lost in 1988. Awwwweeee... I know I was asking for lots of money for these teeth of mine, but I think I got a dollar for every tooth. <br /><br />Funny thing is my mom saved all our teeth. Wyatt has lost two, and I lost them both! Oh well, we don't do the tooth fairy anyway. Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-52720020968695098322014-09-11T08:36:00.000-04:002014-09-11T08:45:00.894-04:00First Day of 1st Grade<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We started school finally on Monday. I was hoping to stay as close to the local schools schedule as possible. I have this goal this year to not take advantage of our flexibility with homeschooling like I did last year. We went into July until I finally said enough. We only had a couple weeks left to do anyway.<br />
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This year will be easier with Nicks new job. He works M-F 7-4. None of that open/close business anymore! And with him not having his days off during the school week we will have less distractions. When daddy is home, kids want to play.<br />
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Today he is full of funnies. I guess it started off that way when he got dressed: Blue plaid shorts, long-john shirt, green TMNT hoodie, and of course a blue striped tie. During school today he says to me, "Did you know 5's are girls. So are 6's. They look like they are having babies."<br />
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Then he asks me later, "Can we go running today?" Like we run? "Because I'm an experienced runner." Ohhhh. Got it!<br />
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Here we are! We have keys!!! We've come full circle in more ways than one. It is exciting times! This summer was packed full! Full of decisions, stress, fear, loss, and grief, followed by peace, comfort, and trust in the Living God! What a roller coaster ride the last few months have been!</div>
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Feeling Gods leading last fall we tried to sell our house to move "back home". We had two offers in the first two weeks, but both fell through. We took the house off the market just before the snow started flying to save ourselves from a hard move on an icy hill. We figured we would work some more on the house and re-list it in the spring. Nick took his vacation and began work on the downstairs entry. He added a wall, dry walled, and painted. It looked a 1000 times better even though it was still incomplete when we re-listed. We were ambitious and thought we could get the whole basement dry walled in a week... Yeah, not really. Nick had to go back to work and we needed to re-list.<br />
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We put the house back on the market May 1st. Three weeks later we agreed on a contract with a buyer! During that same time we began looking for homes "back home". Wow. That is not easy! We looked at several and were disappointed in our finds. During our search we were told that the house that I have been wanting for a couple years took a second price drop and was actually now in our price range! {Gods timing is perfect! Probably why our house didn't sell last fall???} We began negotiations with the seller which I thought would be cut and dry, but was nothing of the sort. They played hard ball.<br />
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Big decisions to be made. Where we over extending ourselves? I mean, Nick was planning on changing jobs. No, not just changing jobs, but job fields. Which meant starting from the bottom up. Bigger house payment...less money coming in...have kids to think about...need to eat... <br />
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During this time of monumental decision making, I miscarried. Talk about getting hit while you are already down. Not only were we trying to figure out what to do about a house, but we lost a baby. What do you do? We put our complete trust in God. We gave up control. And after much prayer and petition we had peace that God was going to provide everything we need. And did He ever!<br />
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July was a whirlwind. Packing, still doing school with Wyatt, moving all of our stuff, Nick applied for a new job, Nick got a call back from that and found they were willing to wait until we closed on the new house to have him start {God provided!}, a full week of helping with VBS, closing on our old house, moving the last bit of our stuff, began staying with my parents... <br />
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August slowed down. We got a closing date set for the 15th the day after our ten year anniversary. Nick took his last weeks vacation to help save commuting that same week. He also worked it out that once we closed on the new house he would be done there and would be able to start the new job right away. So Friday the 15th came, we closed, and Monday he began his new job. {God provided once again!} But that's not all. We have been blessed with the same pay as he had before! Praise God!!! What a huge relief, burden lifted and prayer answered!<br />
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I am so incredibly grateful for what God has done in our life. We took a huge risk in moving back home with less job opportunity and not being sure if we would be able to find a house that would be a good fit for us. We were met with doubt and skepticism from some. But, while there was a lot of unknown, we could be certain of one thing. If it is Gods will, it will happen, and sometimes God waits to act until we step out on faith.<br />
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Joshua 3 talks about moment the Israelites entered the promised land. They had to cross the Jordan River at FLOOD stage. God did not part the water until the priests took the first step into the river. It is a crazy, do or die kind of moment. Do you trust Gods promises and see the big things God has in store for you, or do you play it safe with what you are most comfortable with. I have noticed the more uncomfortable I am the more growth I see in myself and the more I see God work. It is a great place to be!<br />
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So, why full circle?<br />
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It is funny in way how life works. I started out going to church, I believed in God, asked Him to live in my heart, I got older, turned away from that commitment, wanted nothing more than to move as far away from home as possible. After moving to Grand Rapids I began to search and question myself, recommitted myself to the Lord, moved to Waters. Began to serve and act on my faith, and have made it back home. Literally right behind my mom and dads. Full circle! In more ways than one!<br />
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About a month or so ago we found a new home for our dog, Crash. We are not so much pet people we found out. One day we had an off the cuff conversation about it at dinner where I asked Wyatt, "If we found a new home for Crash would you want to try fish?" Well, yes, of course! And here we are.<br />
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We let him get a gallon bowl, the starter kit, and three fish. A white one- Bubbles, a black and orange one- Hulk Thor, and an orange one- Crash, of course named in remembrance of the dog. We got them Friday. Monday, we lost Bubbles. Wyatt was bummed, but handled it well. We buried him in my flower bed.<br />
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So, now we are down to two, which is better anyways. It was too crowded before.<br />
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<b>UPDATE: The fish have all since died. The last one went after Josie dumped all the food and can into the bowl.</b>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-59170370594516271692014-05-20T16:04:00.000-04:002014-05-20T16:04:14.802-04:00Little Schoolhouse on the HillSo, recently school has been, how do you say it... Challenging? Yes. He is doing very well. He can read two vowel words now. His penmanship is much neater, and he is now coloring inside the lines.<br />
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What is challenging is his hardheadedness. If he isn't "in the mood" then he is perfectly content sitting there talking to his pencils and erasers. I can't motivate him to finish. And he purposefully answers incorrectly if he doesn't want to do it.<br />
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I have found that we have been struggling most with math. He has a hard time for some reason remembering the names of the coins we have gone over, Penny, Dime, and Nickle and their worth. So we have started our school time with his favorite Social Studies {no surprise really} and then writing and phonics, finishing with Math.<br />
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That way we start on a positive note, and I have noticed that has helped tremendously.<br />
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<br />Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-27428720619484582902014-05-20T15:20:00.003-04:002014-05-20T15:28:03.718-04:00Mothers DayThis Mothers Day weekend was a little crazy. Well, actually the four days leading up to it were too! I find I am very good at finding things to do! While it is challenging at times, it hasn't been overwhelming, but in fact very fun!<br />
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Wednesday night started everything out with VBS meeting. My dad was concerned about us {me and the kids} driving home through all the deer so we stayed the night at my parents. Thursday morning we had someone coming to look at our house at 10 AM so we couldn't go home right away. I had to make a card for our church's Mothers Day outreach, which I did after we got home. Friday I made a flannel receiving blanket for our cousins new baby. Saturday, after dropping the kids off at my folks for them to spend the day and night, I spent three hours handing out carnations to moms at the Fairview Food Market. {That was a blast!} Right after, I had to book it to Alba for the baby shower. Sunday I went back to Comins, picked up the kids for church and spent the rest of the day at my parents to celebrate Mothers Day. Whew!<br />
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Albeit craziness, it was fun!<br />
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When I picked up the kids for church Wyatt gave me a card he made for me for Mothers Day. It was so nice and sweet!<br />
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Josie loved sitting on Nana's bike! Wyatt will run away when it gets started, Josie runs towards it. Funny. She didn't want to get off!<br />
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Uncle, decided it was time to loose the training wheels. I wasn't sure about it since he didn't have much riding practice with them either! We live on a hill in the woods. There isn't a lot of places to ride. But Uncle, worked with him for a bit.<br />
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It was a wonderful Mothers Day!Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-16280221347756419642014-04-28T08:24:00.001-04:002014-04-28T12:06:38.149-04:00Josie's Going to Be A BIG Sister!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Big news in our house again! We are expecting our third Little! It is a long time coming! This has been the longest we had to wait to get a positive result! After trying since September we decided it would be in Gods perfect timing and will if we were to have another. Finally we got our answer! We will be expecting arrival around Christmas time. {Like I said, Gods perfect timing, not ours}<br />
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Wyatt was funny when we told him. We asked him how he became a Big Brother. He said it was when Josie came along. So we asked him then how would Josie become a Big Sister and he answered, "When she gets bigger."<br />
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We were going to wait to share our news until Josie's birthday party, but keeping something like that for a whole month is torture!!! I couldn't do it. In fact I told Josie on Saturday. Of course that was a safe bet. So yesterday we took this picture and after we got to my mom and dads after church I covertly put it on the desk top of their computer and waited for them to find it.<br />
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Wyatt was sworn under secrecy. And believe it or not he did a fantastic job not telling anyone during SS and church. Although I wasn't clear enough and he told my mom that he "had something to tell her, but my mom said I had to wait until later..."<br />
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Wyatt has been fun. He is so excited. This morning when he woke up he asked, "How is the baby this morning?" He can't keep from touching my belly, talking to the baby, and has been asking ALL sorts of questions. This time around should be very interesting!<br />
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After telling him yesterday he says, " Mom, I thought you were getting fat, but I thought it was either because you were eating too much food, or you had a baby in your belly. And you have a baby in your belly! I was right!"<br />
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I am only about a month along and will be waiting to go to the doctor for a bit. I have always had great healthy pregnancy so I don't need to go to be told what I already know. I hate going to the doctors... Anyways, hoping and praying we will have another smooth pregnancy and all goes well!<br />
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<br />Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-41905983914470523472014-04-17T09:33:00.001-04:002014-04-17T09:33:58.398-04:00Rare Moments of Closeness<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I brought up a rocking chair from downstairs. After cleaning it up and painting the cushion it was instantly a novelty. A few times I found myself in it as well, but with both kids on my lap rocking! It seems to be harder to hold both at one time! They do love rocking.<br />
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<br />Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-79003036533382597832014-04-15T21:26:00.001-04:002014-04-15T21:33:12.412-04:00Six Years Old!<br />
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Saturday we celebrated Wyatt's sixth birthday although it was really Sunday. During last years birthday planning Wyatt decided he wanted a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle birthday party and I was doing the wait and see routine since it was a whole year away. A lot can change in a year. But not that.<br />
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We had it at the clubhouse again since we don't have a lot of space. We had about 9 kids and two little ones, plus moms and dads, aunts, uncles, and grandparents. Wyatt had been literally counting down the days for months.<br />
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Since we were doing a TMNT party we had to have pizza. So we had made up some homemade, and some Hot and Ready's due to my failure to figure out how much dough was needed. I hadn't thawed enough, so I had Nick run into town a 45 minute round trip for three Hot and Ready's to supplement. Turned out we only really needed one more, but that's the way the cookie crumbles. A <b>huge </b>thank you to my mom who made the pizza's for me as I erred on prep time as well.<br />
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I had planned on going to the Mom 2 Mom Sale that morning and I am so glad I sacrificed some good deals, otherwise I would have been in big trouble time wise! I got up at 7 AM sharp and started my morning making cupcakes and taking the dough out of the freezer. It was go, go, go the rest of the day.<br />
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I got down to the clubhouse to decorate just after 10 AM with the party starting at noon. Yikes! After unloading the van I got busy. I was so relieved at 20 minutes to 11 AM my mom, dad, and adopted sister walked through the doors! What a glorious sight!<br />
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Dad and Josephine worked on blowing up balloons for me which we scattered through out the dining room. Dad ran up to the house to bring the ball bat that I had forgot for the pinata. My brother and dad helped tie up and hang the pinata's. <b>THANK YOU!!!</b><br />
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It wasn't long and the party was underway! We started off with eating lunch, then I had the kids make slime. Super easy, and a ton of fun! The kids decorated containers I found at Dollar Tree with TMNT stickers then mixed up equal parts liquid starch and Elmers glue. A big thank you to Rebekah and Teresa for helping with that as well!<br />
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After making slime we did the pinata's. Nick and I made four, one of each of the Turtles. We hung them up and put a little candy in each, but most of it in one random one. I have to say the kids loved it. It was so much fun watching them.<br />
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After the pinata's were broke and candy gotten we did cake and ice cream followed by gifts. Oh, did I mention Michelangelo is his favorite? It was a whirlwind of a party, and although it was a lot of work it was so much fun! I can't believe my baby is six! Neither can Wyatt. A few days later he said, "I still feel five..." After all the hype counting down the days for this momentous occasion, I think he was expecting to feel different too.<br />
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Saturday before last Josie fell, partway down the stairs. I was upstairs and Nick was downstairs and had just told her to go back up stairs. She started up, but then something went wrong and she fell. When she landed and I rounded the corner at the top of the landing she was on her belly facing up at me. I thought for sure she had split her lip or something. I checked her chin and mouth and there was no bleeding so we were relieved.<br /><br />After consoling her for a time she calmed down and everything seemed fine. The next morning she wasn't feeling well at all. She had been fighting a bad cold for several days already and we thought she was just getting worse. She was very lethargic, and didn't want to play. She wanted to snuggle, which is out of the ordinary for her, but we figured she was just sick. Nick stayed home with her while I went to a baby shower. Towards the end of the evening she was still tired and snuggly. We put her to bed like normal.<br />
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Not much going on here on the home front. It has been super cold this winter and barely have been able to get outside to play. We have tons of snow and can't even enjoy it. So, we've been hibernating. This kids and I literally only leave the house twice a week; Friday nights we go to Bible study and then we have church on Sundays, that's it. We do our grocery shopping on Fridays before our small group meets to save a trip into town. We live only twenty minutes from town, but it is starting to feel longer and longer.</div>
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Since we can't go outside we try to stay busy inside, but I have to admit it hasn't been easy. We have been getting on each others nerves; the long winter is having its affect. Josie found her boots for next year in the closet and has been wearing them constantly in the house. This is how she plays these days. </div>
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Wyatt lost yet another tooth! I noticed Saturday it was barely hanging in there, but he refused to let me wiggle or tug at it. He wanted it to come out all on its own. And it did! We had a dentist appointment yesterday and he got a good report. He enjoyed telling the hygienist all about losing it.</div>
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Wyatt and Josie don't typically play well together. Sharing is always an issue. But I have been able to catch a few moments when there was peace between them. </div>
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The new "thing" has been playing in the beanbag. We have all their stuffed animals inside to help conserve space in our small house, and it seems to be a lot of fun to climb inside. Wyatt keeps asking Nick and I to get in with them... Not going to happen! {Notice Josie's foot?}<br />
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<br />Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-74752920785405549942014-02-10T16:02:00.000-05:002014-02-10T20:48:20.971-05:00A Big First!On our way to celebrate our nephews birthday we stopped off an hour into our trip for a quick bite to eat. We hadn't ate for long when Wyatt said his tooth was loose. When he showed us, we were stunned on how loose it actually was. He had said he didn't notice it was loose before and he hadn't bit anything wrong. He had a brief moment of excitement which quickly dissipated. Panic flashed over his face and as quickly as that came, fear washed over him. He started crying big tears as he tried to leave the restaurant, "I am leaving! I have to go!"<br />
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Of course we weren't near finished, but Nick left and went to the car with him to help him calm down. I stayed with Josie and just before we finished Daddy and Wyatt came back in with big smiles! While in the car Wyatt bawled and while his mouth was open from crying Nick was able to wiggle the tooth and ended up being able to pull it out easily. The crying stopped and all was well once again. {Apparently, I am told, that my first tooth loss experience was rather similar...}<br />
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Despite the drama surrounding this momentous occasion, we were so excited for Wyatt reaching yet another milestone in his growing-up. {And so were the older couple sitting at the table next to us at Wendy's!}<br />
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I have to say his loosing his tooth has done wonders for his attitude too. Since he is "growing up" we have taken the opportunity to make this a huge deal. "Growing up" means acting like a big boy should act. His behavior has seen a noticeable change for the better!<br />
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I still can't believe we are at the tooth losing stage already! Buckle up! Here we go! </div>
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Josie's face was priceless when she came into their room and saw how her bed changed. Of course Wyatt was excited if not more than she was.<br />
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Both of the kids <b>love </b>to talk on the phone. Wyatt is to the point now he'll just call up Nana and Papa all on his own. Josie will use anything she finds as a phone and walk around talking on it. The following photos mark a pretend conversation with I'm not sure who. I thought his expressions were funny.<br />
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Nap time went better than I expected. Josie got out of bed only a few times and now all is quiet. Bed time may be different. I guess we'll have to see.<br />
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She is getting to be such a big little girl! January 7th she surprised us with going in the potty for the first time! Repeatedly! The next day she did great as well. Then the novelty sort of wore off. So, we are taking a break and will try again in a week or two. She'll do it when she's ready.<br />
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I had a wonderful opportunity this last weekend to speak to a lovely group of girls. They were learning about the fruit of the spirit and I was asked to share a little about peace. I am really noticing God's leading in this area {working with teens} lately which has me very excited. I thought I would share with you a little of what I talked about. </div>
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Peace.</div>
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“It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise,
trouble, or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be
calm in your heart. “ –<i>unknown </i> </div>
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Most people think of peace as the lack of conflict. Then you
have world peace, which basically translates to a world free of war. It is a more outward/outside us feeling of
peace.The Bible talks more about an inward peace. It is a
peacefulness that is actively affecting our life from the inside. An inner peace. When studying this, I found that there are
four parts to peace.</div>
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<i><b>Psalm 34:14 </b>Turn
from evil and do good; <b>seek </b>peace
and <b>pursue</b> it.<br />
<b>Hebrews 12:14 </b>Make every <b>effort</b> to live in peace with everyone
and to be holy; without holiness no one will see the Lord.</i><br />
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Having peace is something we need to actively pursue. We need to do our best to get along with
everybody. Throughout our day we will come into contact with different people,
different situations. Don’t involve ourselves in petty arguments, create
conflicts, and create drama. If you
really want peace, you shouldn’t create conflicts with others. Peace isn’t
something you find once and that’s it you have it; you have to pursue it
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Don’t dwell on negativity. Surround yourself with positive
people. It may be easier for some than others depending on your nature. I am
naturally an optimistic person. I see the positive in things first. My husband
on the other hand is naturally pessimistic. He sees the negative first. Doesn’t
that mean he can’t be at peace? No, I think it will take more effort on his
part to pursue it. <b><o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Peace that affects
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<i><b>Colossians 3: 12-15</b>
Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves<a href="" name="1"></a> with compassion, kindness, humility,<a href="" name="2"></a> gentleness
and patience.<a href="" name="3"></a> Bear with each other<a href="" name="4"></a> and
forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the
Lord forgave you.<a href="" name="5"></a> And over all these virtues put on love,<a href="" name="6"></a> which binds them all together in perfect unity.<a href="" name="7"></a>
Let the peace of Christ<a href="" name="8"></a> rule in your hearts, since as members of
one body<a href="" name="9"></a> you were called to peace.<a href="" name="10"></a> And
be thankful.</i></div>
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Compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, patience,
forgiveness, and love breed peace. When you are doing all those things you are
being a peacemaker. You are creating
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You may still have differences in opinions, but you can
still put those differences aside and work together. If you love each other you bring peace. Love brings people together, hate drives them
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I suspect you have relationships that will have problems. You have friends,
family, maybe boyfriends, and someday husbands. The problems that come up may
not even have been caused by you. It is
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All relationships take work. That is where the pursuit of
peace is necessary as well as a continuous effort. Forgive and love them by showing them
compassion, be kind to them even when they are unkind and hurtful to you. Don’t
think of yourself as better as them, but speak to them gently. {Don’t use harsh
words.} Be patient, broken relationships take time to heal. Forgive them, and
when you have opportunity show them love. If you do all the right things, you
can be at peace with where you are. </div>
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It can be hard sometimes when dealing with the heart. Verse 15 says, “Let the peace of Christ rule
in your hearts…” The things that affect our relationships are usually the same
things that affect our hearts. It is easy to let our heart decide how to handle
a situation and act on our emotions, rather than letting peace guide our heart.
When a conflict comes up, we need to ask ourselves, “How can I respond that
would end this peacefully.”</div>
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<i><b>Proverbs 14:30 </b>A
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It is hard to have peace if you aren’t content with what you
have, with who you are, and with what you do.
If you are constantly comparing yourself to someone else, wanting
something more, you won’t ever have peace. You want that big house with the nice
things with the big closet to hold all those trendy clothes and shoes that you
see all those pretty models wearing right? Have you heard the saying, “<b>Comparison is the thief of joy?” </b>Comparison
is also the thief of contentment, and contentment ,in a way, is being at peace
with what you have.</div>
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If you’re not, you will always want more and nothing will
satisfy you. Being content doesn't mean we have to stop having goals, or have
great desires. But if we have those and aren't at peace with what we already
have, then we won’t ever really have peace.</div>
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It doesn’t mean we won’t be without our share of problems. We will certainly have those. We may struggle
with finances, school, relationships and the like. But, if we have Christ in
our life, we have the Holy Spirit to comfort us and guide us, and we can be at
peace knowing that God is in control and He has a plan for us. </div>
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<b>Peace with knowing
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<i><b>Philippians 4:5-7 </b>Let
your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious
about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with
thanksgiving, present your requests to God.<b> </b>And
the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your
hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.</i></div>
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God is in control. Most of us here probably know this, but
how many of us find ourselves taking over from time to time? It is especially
easy when things are going good, to just say,” It’s okay, I got this!” When
something good happens, it is probably not because we really did anything, it
probably happened despite anything we did. God is working all around us. <b>Let go
and let God.<br />
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</b>How many of you ever worry? What do you worry about? It would be easy for
me to find things to worry about. I have a husband, kids, a house with bills
and one income! Not easy. In fact, too many times by the end of the week we
find ourselves just scraping by. We have things break down on us all the time.
We’ll just get something fixed and something else will break. Of course it will
be the week we just happen to have some extra money. See God providing? </div>
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God tells us in Matthew 6:25-27 "Therefore I tell you,
do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body,
what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns,
and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than
they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? </div>
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Worry, a lot of times, takes the form of fear. Did you know “Fear not.” Is one of the most
used phrases in the Bible? Over a
hundred times, God tells us to not be afraid. We spend so much time worrying
about little things and big things when we can be at peace with God knowing he
is in control. God takes care of His children, we don’t have to worry. Even by worrying we are showing our lack of
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We can have peace with God in another way. By accepting Jesus
as our Lord and Savior and asking for His forgiveness, we have peace knowing
that we have been forgive. We find rest in Him who gives eternal life. We can
live each day at peace knowing the things of this world will pass away. The
struggles, the brokenness, the conflicts that we have to endure are not
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If you still seem to be at odds with ourselves or with
others, pray. Ask God to help you find peace in a situation. If you seek God’s
will in everything you will be able to feel God’s peace about it. Keep your thoughts and trust in God, and you
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The days I pray first thing in the morning about my day
ahead, asking God to equip me throughout the day to have the energy, mindset,
and love a mom should have, those days go the smoothest. I am not tired, and
even though we have slight hiccups, there is this feeling of ease. I know it
isn't me. This is all happening despite me. They days I get busy and try to do
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These are his cursive Y,y's we just started working on. I decided we would still do the cursive lessons, but we're not going to spend a lot of time on it. They can be frustrating, and he is a boy, so I'm not going to push it. He does do a great job when he's into it. </div>
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He is reading sentences like this one below. We have only worked on short vowels and have had sight words "the" and "a" so far. He loves the word "the" because in our lesson it is called a <b>rule breaker.</b> For a boy, that is just so cool.<br /><br />I even learned something new today. <b>K goes with i and e, c goes with the other three, a o u. </b>Hmmm... Don't think I ever knew that! </div>
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I can't wait to see what the end of the year brings. It is so rewarding to be a part of this process. I would do it again in a heart beat!</div>
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Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509940346703305096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5266294334177100890.post-54389457555468791742014-01-09T00:15:00.000-05:002014-01-09T00:17:37.924-05:00The Thing About Little White LiesLittle white lies. Regretfully I have said them. Immediately wishing I could take it back. You know the ones.<br />
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<b>"Oh, I'm sorry, we have other plans that day."</b><br />
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<b>"I'm sorry, he's in the shower."</b><br />
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I have said them, and I am sorry I did. The thing that bothers me the most, is telling a caller that my husband, "was in the shower." when really he wasn't. It doesn't matter that he was in the bathroom. It doesn't matter that I was just trying to help my husband "save face." Crucial bathroom duties are something we all have to do, but typically don't want to share with the world, or a caller that you just don't know that well.<br />
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<b>What matters is my son was sitting right there and heard me. </b><br />
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My son is pretty bright. All kids are. They are wise to our ways whether we admit it or not. They look at us as an example of how to live and these are some of the things we teach unintentionally, unknowingly.<br />
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Why do we make things confusing? We seem to blur clear lines because it is convenient and because we think it is harmless.<br />
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Is there such a thing as a good lie? The Bible is pretty clear.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span style="background-color: white;"><u>Leviticus 19:11</u></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;">You shall not steal, neither deal falsely, neither lie one to another.</span></b></span><br />
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<b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"><u>Matthew 5:37</u> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 20px;">Simply let your 'Yes' be 'Yes,' and your 'No,' 'No';</span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5266294334177100890" name="1" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"> anything beyond this comes from the evil one.</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><a href="http://www.godvine.com/bible/colossians/3-9" style="background-color: white; color: black; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: underline;">Colossians 3:9</span></span></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;">Lie not one to another, seeing that you have put off the old man with his deeds;</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 20px;">We don't do <a href="http://laceysposato.blogspot.com/search/label/Santa" target="_blank">Santa</a> in our family because we want to be sure that our kids know without a doubt that we are always truthful with them. To me this falls into the same category. There is something to be said about integrity. I want my kids to have it. I want them to learn it from me. From us. <br /><br />How should I have answered? Well, simply saying the truth is fine. You don't have to give all the details. Let your answers be simple.<br /><br /><b>"I will have to check my schedule." </b>Then do it. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 20px;">I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings, but I do want to be truthful. To everyone. I want my kids to <b><i>see</i> </b>me as being truthful and trustworthy. </span></span><br />
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