S Club Mama

I've been blessed recently to have a few conversations about God with a few people (including the Big Guy Himself). Whenever we stop by Anthony's grandparents' house, we end up talking theology. You know that I believe that we are saved by grace. God sent his only son into this world to die for each and every sin that you and I have committed, will commit, and are committing. It's only by accepting his gift of salvation and turning your life (and a new leaf) over to him that you shall be welcomed into the kingdom of heaven. I know diddly squat about many denominations. There are a lot of them, too (Lutheran - Missouri Synod, Lutheran - ELCA, Methodist, Roman Catholic, Eastern Orthodox, LDS, Baptists, charismatics, evangelicals, etc. you get the idea). I can't say that I identify with a single one. I feel that even being raised (and I use that term very loosely because my family was never a church going crowd) as a Lutheran - Missouri Synod, I see loose ends in their...

So...I'm lazy and don't want to upload all of these pictures of our new house (again). For all of you who want to see our lovely new home, go here and check it out.

3 - your imagination can take you anywhere! Welcome to Sesame Street Live! I'm your host, S Club Mama! Our first destination on the Street is backstage...or rather a small room that is adjacent to a pool tournament, only cut-off by sheer black sheets. So... 1. close your eyes... 2. imagine you're there (hear the pool balls banging around and the announcer over the PA system)... 3. you're imagination can take you anywhere! Can you see Moose's excitement and joy at not only SEEING his pal Grover but SITTING ON HIS LAP?! And just feel Squirt as he puts a death grip on that Baby Bear's paw! Can you sense how much he wants to eat that fur? Alright...the next place we're going to go is to the auditorium. 1. close your eyes... 2. imagine you're there (can you see all the kids and parents? smell the popcorn and food? see the parents spending their childrens' college funds on Elmo toys/hats/shirts/toys, $4 cotton candy, and $10 Elmo balloons? The toys that Moose ...

That's right! The day I went to disconnect the internet, my hubby tells me "just have them change it to our new place." Oh yeah! However, it is my goal to not be on here for very long each day! I've actually enjoyed the quietness of our house and time spent with my kids without my beloved cable or internet. So I may not post as much (or just at different times of the day) and I may be slow getting around to you all. But I'm back! And I will post pictures of our new place soon. Let me just say - it's beautiful! And the boys have adjusted well. We're unpacked, pictures on walls even, and the only kink in our move is the colds that 3/4 of us have contracted (Big A isn't sick - thankfully). I've even joined an aerobics class.

Well...tomorrow's the big M day! I'm excited and sad, of course. But I am also very anxious to just get it done...I'm tired of packing. :) I think Moose kind of realizes something is going on. I don't know if he understands "moving" or not, but he's definitely been acting up today. Just a lot of screeching and crying and not listening. Nothing serious, but with him being SO mild normally, it's frustrating. I also think he's missed his daddy a LOT, too. So it'll be very good to be resettled in our new home. Will be talking with you soon.

This post is part of Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop. To read more posts inspired by various prompts, click here . Prompt #4: How many homes have you had? Write a journal entry about ALL the places you've called "home" in your life. One memory. That's all I have from my first home. I was about four, sitting on my mom's afghan in the middle of our living room, watching Fraggle Rock. That's all. Nothing more. It's also my oldest memory. My second house is where I lived the longest part of my life: age 5-18 (and summers of ages 19-20). Two bedrooms, one bathroom, four girls, one boy. Needless to say, it was small. I shared a room with my two sisters: Amber (2 years older) and Alyson (2 years younger). We had a bunkbed. Guess who got to share the bottom bunk? That's right, the younger two sisters. We fought like...well...sisters. She slept many a nights on the living room floor (she just wouldn't lay still and go to sleep, so we'd hit each ot...

Moose's Christmas present from his Auntie. Meant to annoy us (partially). {whisper} I really like it! Especially when he sings "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" while drumming along. And when he crosses his drumsticks above his head saying, "Rocking Tristan!" Join in the fun over at Angie's Seven Clown Circus for Wordful Wednesday