Sunday, February 10, 2013

Inside the Circus

I haven't had much to blog about lately.  Or maybe it's that I have so much to write that I don't know where to begin.  That's very possible.  The blog life can be stressful.  I asked my roomies for an update topic and they agreed that I should give the readers what they want.  I know you all are dying to know what's happening inside the circus.  That's why I've decided it's time to put your suspicions to rest. 

Hopefully you don't think I'm going to tell you that we made a huge mistake moving in with the Mixan's. You would be wrong.  If you are expecting me to say that I miss my quiet days and can't take another crazy morning, then you are only partially correct. While obviously trying at times, the whole dysfunctional situation is working out rather swimmingly.

No doubt about it, we will be forever grateful for this time.  We are getting debt free, learning to manage and budget groceries/meals for a family of 11, and building memories that will go down in history for our kids.  The life lessons around this joint are endless.  (Thank you SAM's club and Dave Ramsey).

That's what cousins are for.  To help you stretch before bed. 

Considering my very quiet life I left when we moved, I find it incredibly ironic that God is speaking to me more than ever through all the noise.  Literally.  There is a song that we sing during worship sometimes that has always brought a 100% chance of me crying.  It's called "Beyond the Noise."  It's also a Lifegate classic.  I haven't heard it in a while but am living those lyrics.

*Good News:  Lifegate's worship CD is on Itunes.  It's called "Brand New Day."  We give it 5 stars. 

Speaking of my super rad church, we are in the middle of a series titled, "Positioned to Prosper."  Oh, the irony!  Such a classic God move, to have us physically positioned where nothing is our own.   You may be thinking that we moved in with Mandy and Mike because they have no idea what to do with all the spare bedrooms and extra parking spaces.  Au contraire, monsieurr.  My kids sleep next to eachother,  we brush our teeth in the laundry room, and we park on the street.  Positioned to prosper?  Check.

We've created systems like it's our job and they work.  We have rules and themes and scheduled grocery runs.  We give eachother free dates nights regularly.  I take Mel to school here, Mike picks Sam up from baseball there, potatoe, potato.  Need to run an errand alone?  No prob.  Plenty of adults to make that happen for ya.  Too tired to change your kids' poop?  Toss me a diaper.  Also, since my kids are totally "cereal bar in the car" kids, they are getting their socks knocked off with eggs and pancakes every morning.  (We may be paying for this one later).  On the flip side, the room sharing for Sam and Holly is completely precious and makes bedtime extra easy adorable.  They hold hands when they pray!  Be. Still. My. Heart.

Don't worry, Stella sleeps in Mayzie's room.  That right there is another post another day.

In addition, how about a new and improved serving husband?  As in folding laundry and doing the dishes at complete random.  My love language is Acts of Service and this is one improvement that I DID NOT see coming.  Mommy likey.

Okay, so there ya have it.  This has been nothing but roses and butterflies! 

Alright fine, I couldn't even type that without laughing.

So what if the house is only clean for .7 seconds during the day and it's nearly impossible to get the poopy diaper smell to go away?  This is real life.  I'm even getting used to waking up to thunderous sprints above my ceiling.  I'm still adjusting to Mayzie's eating habits (holy hell) but I never thought I would be forced to overcome my germaphobic ways at such a rapid pace.  Last week I let Beans take a sip of my water, but I still have no plans to share a straw.  Like ever.

Mayzie really deserves her own post entirely but I'll do my best to sum him her up.  She's the most destructive yet funniest toddler to have ever lived.  Stella agrees.  She will do anything, repeat ANYTHING for a laugh.  The fact that her hair seems to be growing in as a perfect bowl cut makes her boyish behavior that much more hilarious.  She is a true Dennis the Menace and it's impossible to not love her.  Her and Stella are priceless together.  She loves her "zizi."

I suppose it's safe to say that there are good days and bad days but even the bad days are comical.  It's one classic case after another around here.  We are doing our best to soak it in because the months go so fast.  Honestly, I have not even come close to seeing Melrose do her jazz walks across the living room enough times.  Nor am I sick of Stella's night crawl when all the kids are in bed and she feeds Elmo 92 oz. of water.

Today I heard something that struck a cord and it's very fitting so here ya go:

"Whoever can be trusted with very little can also be trusted with much, and whoever is dishonest with very little will also be dishonest with much."  Luke 16:10.

Well, alrighty then.  No reading between the lines there, my friends.  I will take excellent care of our little basement and corner of the kitchen in exchange for the house of our dreams someday soon.  Deal?  DEAL!

*More good news:  Lifegate has it's own app with full sermons and it's quite amazing.  It's called "Lifegate App."  Also, if you get bored, you can watch the cheese ball I live with on the DLT.

Until next time (or until I decide to take actual pictures) you can follow along on Instagram,  @missycobb and don't forget to follow Gager with his new Iphone, @gagercobb
Goodnight everyone.  Elmo needs a refill. 

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