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Molly, Molly, Molly!

She asked Michael tonight at bedtime why he is taller than mommy. He explained that a lot of times, boys are just bigger than girls, that’s how God made them. Then she wanted to know why he was older than me. He tried to explain, but what do you say?

Then she asked if she could get married one day but skip the kissing. She doesn’t like kissing. Michael asked her, “what about my kisses?” She said that she liked daddy kisses, but not makeup kisses. She explained, “Sometimes mama kisses me and gets makeup on me. I don’t like that.”

Most kids want to know what’s on tv, or what’s for dinner. Molly wants to know why men are bigger than women and if she can get married without kissing. 

Please don’t be surprised if we end up homeschooling. She could really scare a teacher with those questions one day! 

**So much on my mind. So much to blog about. I have a review of a great product I need to share with you. I have to tell you about a ministry I witnessed in Atlanta that just knocks my socks off. I have to tell you something Ronnie preached about today that really spoke to me. I have to tell you that Paisley said, “light”. It was a big deal. 

But I’m wore out. I haven’t fully recuperated from the 7 hour drive in that horrible box of a rental car. If Enterprise offers you a Dodge Caliber, say NOOOOO!!!! and run the other way. 

So come back tomorrow or the next day and check it out. Thanks.

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April 27, 2009 at 2:47 am 1 comment

Why I Love Atlanta

Doesn’t that title sound like a fourth grade essay?

I have enjoyed being here so much. I seriously miss my kids, but I know they are having an absolute blast. They don’t miss us, from what I hear! I’m so proud of their behavior since we’ve been gone. It makes me feel much better as a mom, knowing that I’ve sort of taught them how to not act like wild animals away from home.

But I love Atlanta because the buildings are so pretty at night. I am a city girl, but probably not a BIG city girl. However, I love a big city. I told Michael that if we come to this conference every year, I would be very okay with that. It’s a beautiful place.

I also love Atlanta, because when your husband is at an engineering conference and takes you to the trade shows, the old men there think you’re pretty. I had a very nice man who is apparently a bigwig somewhere tell me that I make the room look good. I was the only female in the room, so I put no stock in that compliment. It just made me laugh really hard. He was probably 75 if he was a day!

I also love Atlanta because it has an Ikea. And Ikea is blue and humongous.

Finally, I love Atlanta because I’m so relaxed and happy right now, and my sweet husband has treated me like a million and twelve bucks. I don’t ever think I deserve a break, because my life is pretty good as it is. I have kid stress, but I would never be one to say, “I DESERVE to get away!” But it does feel good to be treated special and not have to be responsible for anyone but myself.

So thanks Atlanta. You’re pretty, you have good food, the shopping is beyond my wildest dreams, and you’ve brought out the best in my guy. You’re at the top of my list as of today.

But tomorrow…I’ll be home.

No contest.

April 24, 2009 at 3:14 am Leave a comment

Swanky

I love this hotel.

I can use the word “love” with no hesitation. I believe you can love something or someone if you spend a lot of time with it or them.

I have spent a lot of time in this hotel, therefore I love it.

You’re annoyed, aren’t you? I get on my own nerves all the time, you’re not alone.

Anyhoo…Michael started conferencing today. My friend Kim picked me up and we headed to the Lenox Square Mall in Buckhead. I found the white shirts for the boy and me. I also found a few other fun little things. Kim and I had great conversation and I got to hold Logan.

Sweet, beautiful, snuggly, six month old Logan. She’s my new BFF and now I want to visit her all the time.

Kim and I go way back, and she’s incredible. She lived in New Zealand and traveled all over that part of the world for a year with her husband, Fleetwood. Check out her blog over on the side “The Loustalots” and look at the pictures from her trip. Amazing. I’m so glad they got to go over there. But I’m glad she’s here now and has a happy, sweet girl!

Then this afternoon, I bonded with my room. I listened to music, watched tv, stood on the balcony, went up and down the elevator, smelled the shampoos, laid on the bed, got back up, tried to read.

I’m a walking party monster. Never a dull moment.

So then tonight, we went to eat with Jon and Hannah. Hannah and I have been friends since pretty much day one of college. She’s special, just because she’s Hannah, but now she’s about to be Mama. Any day now. I got to pat the belly and give her hugs. It was great fun to see them and to see their family at the verge of becoming bigger.

So now we’re back in the room, and this is the point of these ramblings. I know it takes me a while to get to the point, but I have to mention these girls, because they’re cool. Cooler than the room, if you can imagine.

The room has some great stuff that Michael has informed me he wants in our next house.

The first item:

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 Yes, it’s a showerhead. And it’s as big as MY  head. It feels like rain, and I love it. I was still half asleep when Michael showered this morning and got out and went on and on and on about it. Then after he left and I got up, I finished my shower and sent him this text: “We have to have the showerhead. I don’t care what it costs.”

Next item:

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This is the shower curtain. Michael loved it because it’s terry cloth. I told him that if we had a terry cloth shower curtain, our kids would just dry themselves off on it every night. It would cut down on the laundry, and probably be kind of fun, too.

Please say you know I’m kidding. Seriously, y’all.

Next up:

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Isn’t this the coolest lamp EVER? I know it’s not for everyone, but I really love it. I wonder if they have it at Ikea, because we are so there tomorrow night. It really gives a lot of light, and it just looks so sleek and suave, standing aloof in the corner like it has been there, done that.

I just personified a lamp. Gracious.

And finally:

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The view from our balcony. Isn’t it pretty? Right across the street, in the lower left corner, is The Varsity. The highway there is I-85. The rest is just twinkly, as far as I know.

So the room is great, but I have to say (and I know it’s mushy) the company is greater. Michael and I were in desperate need to reconnect. It’s been a rough few weeks with way too much going on. Even though he’s busy during the day, the conversation during the drive and all this evening has been just what we needed. It’s nice to go to the mall and talk to him about silly little things that don’t involve schedules and kids and real estate. We’ve laughed, we’ve talked about what God is teaching us, we’ve talked about a lot of nothing. We’ve been The A-Team, which was our affectionate nickname for us before kids. I miss my kiddos, but I’m glad to be one of two for a few days. It makes being one of five easier when we get this time together.

And now it’s time for my last favorite feature of the room. (Sorry, I thought I was done, too!)

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This is my bed. Michael’s looks just like this, but he’s in it, and won’t let me take his picture.

So “yawn”, and we’ll see you tomorrow.

April 23, 2009 at 2:51 am 1 comment

The Today Show!

I get to watch the Today Show! It’s on right now!

I haven’t been able to watch a grown up morning show in, say, 6 years. This is such a treat!

Our hotel is beautiful, we have a balcony with a great view of downtown. We’re on the ninth floor, far enough above the street noise to rest peacefully, which we did, each of us in our own double bed. We didn’t order it that way, but we’re both so secretly thrilled to be able to stretch out!

Michael took a bunch of guys out to dinner last night. They are with a company that works closely with his company. I got to go, because they can’t make me sit in the car. We thought the women in the office would go too, but it ended up being just guys. So the 5 engineers and myself hit up a FANTASTIC cajun restaurant. The food was amazing. And those boys, let me tell ya, those are some funny dudes. They didn’t seem to mind me being there, and they laughed at my stories about my hair catching on fire on my honeymoon, and on our first date, I only ordered a biscuit at Cracker Barrel because I didn’t know who was paying for dinner. Michael and I had a wonderful time and now when he dashes off to these meetings in Georgia, I will know what’s REALLY going on.

Today I am shopping because we’re doing a big Coon family portrait this Saturday, and everybody has to wear a white shirt. Aidan and I don’t have white shirts. My mom probably won’t let us be in the picture without one.

Oh, and I plan on blogging a lot from this trip for one reason: we have to PAY for internet. What on earth??? It’s a fancy hotel. So I have to get my $12 a day’s worth of internet time.

My Aunt Peggy called me yesterday laughing. She told me that she took the kids to the park for a picnic. She asked them, “Don’t you just LOVE picnics?” Molly said, “I don’t know, I’ve never been to one.”

She has been to about 439 picnics in her short life, but never one at THAT park. Thanks, sister, for making mama look really bad.

Then she said, to help things out, “Daddy takes us to the park, but mama don’t pack no food.”

I don’t know what bothers me more, the grammar or the lies.

April 22, 2009 at 12:22 pm 2 comments

Since Nobody’s Asked Where I’ve Been…

it would be quite presumptuous of me to assume that you care. But I will tell you anyway, because I can. We’ve been busy. Super, list-making, house cleaning, company having, bunko playing, playdate going, birthday partying, cooking stuff selling, church going BUSY! I love it, but knowing that the husband and I are leaving on TUESDAY morning (that’s the day after tomorrow, y’all) for Atlanta, I am a bit overwhelmed.

Packing for 5 people (kids are going to Clinton), and trying to get the house show-able is freaking me out a little bit.

Deep cleansing breath.

Moving on…I have no time for deep thoughts. I have them, but no time to articulate them. I must sleep.

So I leave you with our Easter picture. My children looked beautiful. They were all dressed in what were probably my favorite Easter duds yet. I loved the dresses, loved Aidan’s tie, loved Michael’s shirt, liked my dress, even though it was on the short side and I felt way too racy to be on the praise team, but that’s another tale…

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Aren’t we a happy looking bunch? Don’t we look like we just spent the morning praising our Risen Savior?

I’ll let you know how it’s going in Atlanta…y’all have a great week. Have a week that’s so great, if you took a picture you wouldn’t look like us in the above photo. Amen.

April 20, 2009 at 4:55 am 2 comments

The Tooth Fairy

My kids are fascinated by what’s real and what’s not real. They ask if every character on every show is real or not. Lately, they’ve been curious about the tooth fairy. What does she do with those teeth? How can she get under our pillow without us waking up? (I’m wondering that one myself!) Where does she get all her money? (Again, I’d like to know that!) 

This morning, while we were sitting in our bed trying to wake up, we discovered that Aidan’s top front tooth is loose. It’s been gray for a while, because he got hit in the mouth when he was 3. Now it’s starting to wiggle just a bit. I told him I could remember when I lost my first tooth. Molly said, “Oh! Then the tooth fairy IS real!” I laughed and said of course she is. 

Aidan really wanted to know how she gets her money. He came up with a great theory. She collects all the teeth from the kids, then puts the teeth in a machine that turns the teeth into money. That way, she always has money. 

Molly thought about this, then suggested, “Maybe she just is very rich and has lots of money laying around.” Again, good theory. 

Aidan countered with this one: “I think she takes the teeth to the tooth bank, and trades the teeth for money.” Not a bad idea. 

Finally, Molly was satisfied with this idea: “She takes the teeth to the beach, and finds a buried treasure there from the pirates. She takes the treasure out of the treasure chest, then fills the chest with the teeth!”

I’m so glad that one day these two creative thinkers will be responsible for what happens to me. It’s comforting to know the end of my life will be interesting, at least.

April 13, 2009 at 8:13 pm 1 comment

He Is Risen, Indeed!

What a day. A great day, but a marathon morning for me. 

I am so thankful for the gifts God has given me, and I am committed to using them for his glory the rest of my life. However, using those gifts is exhausting on a Sunday! I have no regrets and don’t want to change a thing, but I did miss having time to dress my kids for Easter. We got one picture of us, after church, with our hair all wacky and the sun in our eyes. It’s a sad sight. 

**And I’m so thankful that I’m married to a dude who will dress the kids, brush teeth, and get them to church…just a few minutes late. 

The worship service this morning was great. I was actively participating, so I had to pray about not feeling so rushed and busy, and think about what I’m singing and what’s being said. 

I had several delightful conversations with people I love. My sweet friend, Ms. N., stopped me in the hall. I’ve known her all my life. She’s in her 80’s now, and I told her her dress was beautiful. It really was so pretty. She told me that she picked it out 4 years ago to wear on Easter and when she was buried. So she breaks it out every Easter, but this morning she said the Prednasone (how do you spell that?) that she takes makes her bloated and she almost had to go to the neighbors’ house to get her zipper up. She’s just the cutest thing. She calls me “peaches and cream”. Isn’t that the best nickname EVER? I certainly am not deserving of a name that sweet, but I’ll take it! 

I saw my college friend, Amy, this morning in the balcony! Amy lives in Georgia, and was in town for Easter. Her inlaws have been visiting my church and I looked up mid-song and there she was, waving at me! It was so fun to see her, just for a minute. 

I had a conversation with my friend B about how spotlights make us feel really insecure. We both like to sing, but hate singing in dark rooms with spotlights. There’s something very lonely about being in the light, and not being able to see anyone else. I’m thinking there’s a devotional thought there…I’ll have to think about that one. 

I talked to my choir friends about our new robes, about smart-mouthed kids, about Easter dresses, and whatever else. Then I realized that my microphone was still on. THANKS to the sound guys for being smarter than me and turning it off! 

So my day was filled with chatter. Funny, sad, serious, silly chatter. And I realized that even though it was a super-duper-busy morning for me, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. I have moments when I wonder if we’re in the right place, doing the right thing, and God consistently affirms our choice to be where we are. 

I had no spiritual revelation this morning, just a deep, abiding sense of gratitude in knowing that Jesus is alive. Yes, his death was awful, but he’s alive, and he’s coming back. I can’t wait to see him. I love the words in “It Is Well With My Soul”, “Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight”. I get so excited thinking that one day, everything I believe will be right in front of my eyes. As much as I’ve always wanted to do and accomplish here on earth, as I get older, I’m realizing that I really just want to see Jesus. He can’t get here a minute too soon! 

Hope your day was blessed. 

pics coming soon, by the way!

April 13, 2009 at 4:00 am Leave a comment

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