Monday, April 22, 2013

The blog life

I've lost steam here at cobbmobb.  Even this post has taken me 4 days to complete.  It's not like I have nothing to write about.  I mean, my life is a traveling circus.  In the last month, we attended roughly 12 baseball games, 22 trips to Nebraska Dance (there and back), 2 dance competitions and 2 performances, and 3 bridal showers.  Holly was "sweet of the week" at school (precious), Sammy got his Middle School placement (he may or may not be taking the same math class in 6th grade that I took in 9th), and Stella is TWO short weeks away from turning TWO. 

You can't call it writers block when your days are one giant race against the clock.  Right?  AND I totally meant for that to rhyme.  Block clock.  Also, when you are not technically a writer.  Gage?  That was for you.

I've thought about updating the blog several times.  I even got a new camera lens that I have used a total of 1 time.  I blame the weather and our schedules.  Since the entire mid-west is skipping spring this year, the snow in April has just been salt in our wounds. 

Speaking of wounds, my bro is back at it.  Remember this post: A Real American Hero?  It's still my most read post to date.  Well, he left again.  Left his wife and 2 kids to fight for our country.  Like any good ninja would.  Pray for him, pretty please.  Along with Betty, Pipsqueak, and Wittle Wyatt.  He's missing my sister's wedding this summer and my cry baby self can only take so much.  My siblings are stronger than me.  They also cry slightly less than me.  Slightly.  Nine out of ten times, my tears can be ignored. 

For example:  If I cry because my son strikes out at bat, it's cool because I also cry when he gets a hit.  They cancel each other out.

However, I'm sad my brother is called to action again even though I'm so proud of him.  Those don't cancel each other out.  Life is filled with emotions right now. 

Since we're on the topic of emotions (and I'm having a hard time focusing), I took a road trip a few weeks ago with my mom and sister to see my grandpa who had a stroke last year.  This is so far, my favorite picture of 2013.

Grandpa Jack, AKA Yackety Jack, face chatting with my brother.  His only grandson that he has been begging to see for months:

Grandpa says he's joining the Reserves WITH Tommy when he gets back.  I had to write that down because I never want to forget him saying that.  It kept me smiling for days.

Even though the weather is telling me otherwise, the calendar says it's spring.  That means Stella's birthday is creeping up and Summer is on deck.  My mind is racing with birthday photo ideas and I'm leaving the iPhone in the truck.  We're pulling the big dog out for this.  I'm fighting the temptation to murder mother nature (who, BTW, can't possibly be a mother) and searching for joy in the very small glimpses of sunshine.

                                         Proof that Spring is not giving up the fight with Winter:

Now, since I am guilty of only taking iPhone photos, let's play a game.  It's called "which one of these people are ready for summer?"

Did the mohawk, flip flops, and swimsuit make it difficult to decide?  It's okay.  It was a trick question.  The answer is ALL THREE! 

I'm going to try to be a better blogger.  I really am.  I'm a sucker for memories and since I'm 7 years behind on my scrapbooks, everything is riding on this blog.  Birthday's and Benefits are next!

Monday, April 8, 2013

Boy on fire

Q:  What's better than meeting the Harlem Globetrotters and 2 baseball victories in one weekend?


A: A spur of the moment baptism.

Sammy commited his heart to the Lord at a young age and his faith is so strong and so real.  He started asking me about baptism a few weeks ago and when we found out that there was going to be scheduled baptisms in church, he definitely wanted to skip his usual Sunday school routine to come watch in the "big church."  (He's called it "big church" since he could talk).  The baptisms were amazing as always and as soon as there was a call for the unplanned baptisms to take place, I could feel him squirming in his seat.  I could tell he wanted to go so I told him I would walk with him if he wanted.  He didn't even respond to me, he just shot up (BAREFOOT!) and scurried down the isle.  He was the only person down there that left their shoes at their seat.  This kid was ready to roll.

I've watched that video a couple hundred times and it chokes me up every time.  I still can't believe that I get to be this kids mom.  I'm amazed at God's faithfulness.  Part of being a grown up means you will have moments of weakness and periods of discouragement.  In those times, I love when God uses our children's pure faith to let us know how much He loves us.  My kids remind me that we are to have faith like a child.  Life is not perfect but God is.  Kids get that.  Adults complicate and justify things.  God is always teaching me through my kids.  His love for us and his desire to walk through life WITH us is simple.  It's not complicated and there's no catch. 

Last night, we went out for my little sister's 21st birthday!  (I know that was a random change of subject but just stick with me).  I pray with my kids every night before bed and we weren't home for bedtime last night.  Therefore, Holly decided to text me her prayer from her Ipod right before she went to bed.

It might be safe to assume that Suri doesn't know Jesus.  She auto corrected his name. 

I'm heading into this week with a little extra encouragement that came straight from JC, through my kids, and into my heart.  It feels good.  So take that, "deval."

Now everyone, please have safe drives today.